We don’t need no water, let the motherfucker burn Shawshank, January 7, 2023 I’ll get us rubber sheets. We’ll smell like a balloon. People will pay for that. Shawshank Yep, that’s me. You may be wondering how I got here. Good morning my friends, it’s a dark, warmish Saturday morning. According to my weather app, it’s supposed to get to 0°c today. That’s a big step. But, I don’t think that it’ll actually feel like the temp, there’s a bit of a breeze this morning. We’ve both been either fully awake, or lightly dozing since about six this morning. We played with Pippin, as Chaucer is just silently demanding food. So when the alarm went off, we both got up and started the day. Chaucer is trying to shit talk Pippin into playing with him. And lucky for him, Pippin took the bait. It’s so wonderful to see him playing, and being the one to start the fun and games. With no plans today, I don’t even have fixings to put deodorant on. I mean, I can go to the tiny grocery store and get what we need, I don’t even have to put on real clothes. That’s win-win, if you ask me. Moar coffee pls. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Baby I’ll be your Huckleberry, you don’t have to double dare me September 29, 2022 Good morning! My alarm didn’t go off this morning. Well actually I think it did, but it didn’t. but I woke up nonetheless, and here I am. The coffee is brewing and I’m slowly focusing my eyes. Happy Thursday y’all. TinyTown is expecting a high of 80° today. It might… Read More
Life My baby takes the morning train he works from nine to five and then he takes another home again to find me waitin’ for him September 23, 2021 And the winner for longest blog titles goes to…. …. Shawshank. Thank you, thank you. This is quite an honour. Firstly, I’d like to thank my wife, Crystal. Because without her, I wouldn’t even have a blog. Next, I’d like to thank Sheena Easton for creating this ear worm that… Read More
Life Well, him and my uncle tore that engine down I still remember that rumblin’ sound October 14, 2025 Good morning my friends. It’s another day, north of the wall. Just looking outside, all the snow is gone. It still looks a little breezy out there. Yesterday, while a work, an old coworker came in. She’s a little, you know, special. She’s odd to put it nicely. She asked… Read More
Good morning, world. Happy weekend. It’s yet another chilly morning. We’re up and about and have riled up the cats bright and early this morning. I gave them some catnip and a box. Their regularly scheduled morning romp has been upgraded to Supertromp. I tried to replicate Thursday night’s sleep last night. While I didn’t sleep all the way through the night, I made it most of the way through the night. I woke up at least twice in the middle of the night, let the music come back, then went back to sleep. Like yesterday, I think I woke up about an hour before the alarm went off. The cats snuggled on us. I woke up to $10 in sales overnight, and added another $5 before Shawshank could even top off my coffee. I’d love to see the average earnings of performers, if $15 pushes me up in the brackets that much. On the other hand, if you’re at the bottom, it’s not going to take much to make more than someone not selling anything at all. Our newest ongoing joke in the house is “that costs extra”. It doesn’t matter what that refers to, it always costs extra. There’s also a variation, “people will pay for that, you know”. Case in point, he flung his leg over my pelvis this morning and I made him move it off my bladder. “That costs extra”, I told him, “and we don’t have the special sheets“. We don’t have to go anywhere today. I’ll get dressed and do human things, but only because the weather’s supposed to be nice enough for me to go out and spin. Mostly, we’ll be sloths. Reply