Good weekend, my friends. The sun is shining, the coffee is flowing, the cats are sunning themselves. I figure we’ll let them enjoy the open door while they can, there won’t be many more weeks of this before winter is here. I’m reaching the point where I’m mildly uncomfy in bed. Sleeping naked under only…
It’s a morning. Podrick, being Podrick, had us up way too early, and now we’re both in shitty moods. Additionally, it’s gray as shit out there, and probably won’t improve any. As planned, I was back on the bean last night. I’d planned to muck around in clown form for the evening, but Shawshank’s mom…
Good morning, world. It’s another sunny morning. The local wildlife is enjoying the sunlight and warmth while they still can. The bird feeders in the front yard are hopping, with a very steady stream of chickadees and sparrows swooping out of the pines and picking up seeds. Shawshank went outside and tossed some puffed wheat…