Good morning, world. It’s Thursday, they’re demolishing half the White House, and I don’t know wtf is happening in this world anymore. Something is wrong. Everything is wrong. I felt well enough to work again yesterday. Shawshank left to work in the afternoon, and I set up some lights in the bedroom and did sexy…
Good morning, world. I had a rough sleep. It took a bit of time to find a comfortable position and make sure I wouldn’t be twisting or pulling curlers as my head and neck relaxed. We finished up “1923” yesterday. We enjoyed it. Some of the writing was really tropey, but overall it was fabulous.…
Good morning, world. It’s a foggy morning out there. The cats are doing cat things. We spent yesterday on the couch. It was nice, and I didn’t feel like shit all day. What I started with “1883” on Sunday, we continued with “1923” yesterday. We made it through the first season – after a bit…