Hello, world. Hello, Saturday. Hello, snow. Shawshank locked me in the bedroom this morning, which sounds a lot worse than reality. He used Hardy Boys-level fuckery to move a weight against the inside of the bedroom door in order to Podrick from opening it from the hallway. And, to be clear, I asked him to…
Good morning on this sunny Friday morning. The question is…. will it stay sunny? We woke up to the very same sunlight yesterday, and it was snowing by the time I streamed in the afternoon. Podrick is being himself, obsessively trying to reach Shawshank’s plants. Unfortunately, it’s too cold this morning for us to open…
Hello, world. It’s a bright, sunshiney fucking morning out there today. We spent our day off being couch potatoes. Now that he has a better handle on gunplay, Shawshank started playing :sr3:. His character looks almost identical to the gym bro he made in :sr4:. I helped out with a brief helicopter chase, but otherwise…