Life in General

Good morning, world. Thursday was good. We got up, I assumed a human form, and we went for a drive before lunch. We didn't have an address. Out in these…

Hello, sunshine. The clouds have moved out, and shit's bright out there. Shawshank handed me sunglasses in bed. Pippin screamed until he opened the back door and put her table…

Good morning, world. It's a fucking marshmallow world out there. All of the forecasts we saw said we were supposed to get about 5-6" yesterday, but it never stopped. Shawshank…