Tumble outta bed – and I stumble to the kitchen Shawshank, January 8, 2021 Good morning beautiful people. We made it, happy Friyay. Is Friday, still a Friday when you work on Saturday? I think that’s a question for the ages. It’s like a chicken or the egg. I passed right out last night. And I don’t think that I moved at all. I’m pretty sure I woke up in the same position as I fell asleep in. Coffee. But now I’m awake, and I’m getting ready to greet the day. I don’t want to, I’d rather go back to bed and sleep in. I haven’t slept in since Montreal. I hope everyone has a really Good Friday, do that workout, get sweaty. Grab that kitty and dance with them to a funny song. They’ll love the attention. I loves you. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Blacklights and a mirrored disco ball February 9, 2025 Well, hello there. Are you here for the listening party for Chaucer’s new album? I’m so sorry, but the listening party, and launch have come to a close. Sales have been good on the new album. But now he’s sitting in between us smug. Anyways, welcome to a dark Sunday. The sun hasn’t come up… Read More
Life Down by the river on a Friday night, a pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight June 13, 2021 Guten Morgen, bitches. Welcome to Sunday. It’s a bright, slightly breezy day here in TinyTown. It should be a pretty nice day out. You know the drill, coffee is brewing, and it’s chore day here at The Flat. I was out like a light last night it was the perfect temperature in the bedroom last… Read More
Life Well, I just got into town about an hour ago – took a look around, see which way the wind blow January 26, 2023 Good morning my friends. It’s almost the end of the week. I’ve been alone all week at work. Tomorrow, a coworker comes in and I’ll have someone to talk to, you know, other than myself. I have been working on inventory. I work until my attention span, and my eyes can’t focus on numbers. Everything… Read More