Good morning, y’all. It’s Bunny Day, as one of my old pharmacy patients would always call Easter. The day is pretty gray. When Jesus comes out of the cave and doesn’t see his shadow, it means Winter is officially over. Shawshank worked yesterday morning. I need to go live at least 3 times a week…
Good Saturday, y’all. It’s hella early, but that’s because Shawshank is opening today. He was up earlier, Pippin didn’t even have a chance to start crying this morning. I’m chilly; unfortunately, I had a warm night, which made for a miserable morning. I did clown shit again last night. It gives me a similar feeling…
We’re one more day closer to a mostly nonexistant weekend. Good morning, it’s Thursday. It’s sunnyish, today. Pippin started the morning in the doorway watching what was happening in TinyTown. She’s already been involved in some skippitypaps through the screen. Our neighbors – Podcast and Starbucks – are back from wherever they holed up to…