All right, stop whatcha doin’ ’cause I’m about to ruin

Good Thursday morning everyone! The sun is rising here, and it looks like it’s gonna be another beautiful day here in TinyTown. Podrick being Podrick, means we’re up early. It’s not all his fault. I was/is stuffed up, I couldn’t breathe easy. So yeah, we’re up, not liking it, but we’re up. Coffee has been brewed.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Time moved somewhat quickly. It was the last hour and a half that just dragged me and coworker didn’t want to be there, so of course, the time just dragged on and on. But finally, it was time to flee the confines of the store. We bolted.

Off work for the next couple of days, so that’ll be nice. Maybe we’ll pop over to the second hand store. If we want tacos, I’ll have to head to the tiny grocery store and see if they have sour cream actually in date. If not I’ll have to head to work to get some.

Might have to have extra coffee this morning.

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me

Fuck I was up early – even before the alarm went off. My eyes opened at 4am. My sleep mask, gone, I rolled out of bed as quietly as possible. I got up and fed Pippin and Podrick, standing beside them as they ate. When Pippin was done, I gave Pod that last of her food as well. I took Pippin into the bedroom so she could snuggle Crystal. She wasn’t having that, so I let her out again.

I get to work and open up. I’m turning lights on, and see that the slurpee machine has overflowed the drip trays onto the floor. I start to clean the counter and the floor as my coworker actually did the store opening and paperwork.

Work wasn’t busy, or slow. I wouldn’t even call it steady, but we took care of the people that came in. And we cleaned. I cleaned for about 4 hours, before I couldn’t clean anymore. Then, I just looked busy. It started to get a little busier towards the end of the shift, but that’s when our replacements come in, and we got the heck out of there.

I stopped at the post office, and picked up the mail for my parents, and dropped it off, happy that they were napping. In and out.

Home now, watching today’s RAW from Birmingham, England. Poutine for dinner. Weed for desert. It’s a good day.

We’ll be singin’ when we’re winnin’

It’s a gray foggy morning here. It kinda looks like Silent Hill out there. But it’s not really. Just foggy. Nothing paranormal here. It actually feels pretty quiet. But the heat is coming. We’re under a heat warning for the next couple of days. It was a little warm in the bed this morning, and I was stuffed up a little so it was difficult to breathe.

It was a really nice day here yesterday. My dad had good news about his hip and how it’s healing. I found out (they told me where they’d be a couple of weeks back, but I don’t have an appointment calendar like they do, so I forgot) where they were and asked them to pick up two things for us: allergy pills for me, and a big ol box of medical gloves for Crystal, so he can dye her hair without using the medical examination gloves I grabbed from the vet clinic.

As you can see from the picture above, there’s pretty much nowhere that’s safe from the orange tornado. He was a pretty good boy all day yesterday. He jumped on my head this morning. From, I think, the foot of the bed.

We didn’t do a whole lot of really anything yesterday. I cont remember how it started, but I put on AAA Triplemania, the pay per view from Saturday. I have to say I was pretty sports entertained for the afternoon. For the rest of the afternoon, we played Balatro. I’m just screwing around in the checkered deck, just playing around with different joker combinations, when all of a sudden the You Win! screen. I don’t really pay attention to rounds or antes, because after you skip one or two, I don’t have the brainpower to do the mental math. Needless to say, I was surprised.

All right, stop whatcha doin’ ’cause I’m about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to

Good morning. Up early on a day off is never a good thing, but at least I have lots of coffee. Podrick, wasn’t being an asshole this morning. He was just vocal. He was proudly standing on the dresser, and loudly proclaiming that it was morning, and it was time to get up.

So up we got.

I did my bathroom stuff, and then I headed out to the kitchen, and fed them both. A simple bowl of kitten chow, for the orange, and a bowl of soft food for the princess. She ate 90% of it, so the scraps were left to Podrick, which devoured. I think Pippin is on the table at the back door, Podrick on the other hand, was just looking out the front window.

It’s a very gray day out there. Last night when I looked at the weather app, it’s supposed to be sunny, and hot today. So far, it doesn’t look too hot and sunny out there. Ok, according to the weather app, the sun is supposed to come around two. We’ll see. Either way, we’ll figure out something to do, even if it’s just sloth, like last night – we just sat on the couch, and played Balatro all night. Literally, all night.

Ok, my cup needs to be refilled. It’s another day here in TinyTown. What’re your plans for the day?

From Mozambique to those Memphis nights, the Khyber Pass to Vancouver’s lights

Good afternoon to all 2 people that actually read what I write. It’s ok, I understand that what I write is far too advanced for mere mortals to take in and understand – but, please keep at it. You can do it!

I was up at the ungodly hour – the hour that should be outlawed, and removed from every clock in the world; 5am. According to my alarm clock it was 5am, but in reality, it was 5:16 according to the stove clock. I brewed some coffee, and then fed the kittens. Pippin ate like a lady, all dainty. Podrick wolfed down a couple of mouthfuls of food, then was very lovey and snuggly.

Work wasn’t too bad. We got in and got to work. I got the store ready to open, and then it was time to measure the gas and the diesel. By the time I was done that, it was time to turn the sign on, and mentally prepare to greet the first customer that strolled in about 40 minutes later.

Work was actually busy for a Saturday opening. A lot of people decided today was the day that they wanted to get gas. We pumped a lot of fuel this windy day. I have totally had to get my toque out of the truck – when you have no hair, the wind is pretty chilly.

But I’m at home now, with The Beautiful one, Podrick, who’s playing with a soda cap, and Pippin, who is keeping an eye on him, as well as looking out the front window, surveying her queendom. Me? I’m gonna start laundry, because my clothes are filthy, and it’ll help me stay awake.