Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean Shawshank, May 28, 2022 Good morning party people! Welcome to SATURYAY! It’s a mixed bag out there right now. I think it’s trying to decide if it wants to rain or not. Slept like the dead last night. I think Pippin was cold last night, because she was trying to climb into my neck. She was curled up so tight against me, it woke me up a couple of times. Coffee is brewing, and I’m waking up. Just a quick shift today. Shouldn’t be too bad. A quick in and out pretty much. Ok let’s get this day started! You can do eet! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life How you pick me up, pull ’em down, turn me ’round, oh, it just makes sense November 7, 2024 It snowed yesterday morning. I’ll let that sink in. Snow. Worked again last night. It was a steady night. But enough for two people can handle. The night went mostly quick. Like I’ve said in the past, I like working nights. We got out of there within the normal amount of time me, to go… Read More
Life Policeman taps his shades – is that a Chevy 69? November 27, 2020November 27, 2020 First thought this morning: yay, it’s Saturday. Narrator: it is, in fact, not Saturday. Least it’s Friyay, and I’m not dreaming of Saturday, on say Monday. So that’s a good thing fo sho. I was busy helping my dad help me build a bed frame for the king size bed I got last night. The… Read More
Life Une louloute est venue chez-moi Poupée de cellophane, cheveux chinois Un sparadrap, une gueule de bois A bu ma bière dans un grand verre En caoutchouc December 2, 2025 Good morning. Like Crystal has mentioned, Podrick is so close to be opening doors. Thankfully, I put a weight on the bedroom side of the door, so he can’t get his paw under the door to pull. He was rather quiet this morning. I think I kicked him out of the bedroom around 6:40. All… Read More