You’re saying i’m fragile… I try not to be Shawshank, February 3, 2021 I’m sore this morning. They say that it’s a good sore. I don’t think I agree. It’s not a nice sore at all. It hurts to hold a coffee cup. And I’d rather not talk about work yesterday. I’m trying to not dwell. Today is a new day. Today is a good day, to have a good day. That last one came from a bathroom in a ghetto pharmacy. Good words to have every day. Whom ever wrote that, printed that, and hung it up is doing Cat Jesus’ good work. It’s hump day, and that means only 4 more days of work. We got this. We can do it. And all the other inspirations you can think of. Happy Wednesday y’all 🙂 Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life She told me to come, but I was already there August 20, 2022 Good morning party people! We made it! Saturday! As I write this, it’s bright and sunny and a perfect day for a parade. I gotta make the work truck somewhat presentable for the parade. The decorations are a little sparse but that’s ok. It’ll be a good parade. But first… Read More
Life Tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen pour myself a cup of ambition October 12, 2024 Here I am. I really didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. I was perfectly warm, and comfy. So I get up, and do the bathroom stuff, and then turn on the coffee pot, and since it’s the weekend; Dateline. Back to work again this afternoon. Closing the… Read More
Life Crystal on my neck bringing on the good vibes March 21, 2026 Good morning you crazy kids. I’ve been up on and off for hours. I mostly slept, but it was a light sleep. I could hear Podrick moving around, yet trying to be quiet. I was mostly awake, because my mind couldn’t identify what the sounds that Podrick was making. So… Read More