Happy Friday, y’all. The sun is already beating on TinyTown, and we’re trying something new this morning. Shawshank opted to keep the back doorway and curtains closed up in an effort to keep from sweating our collective balls off today.
Yesterday was hot. It wasn’t as muggy as Florida, but it was still about 90°🦅. I survived five songs in the Just Dance session after Shawshank went to work. After that, I laid on the couch in my underwear for a couple of hours because I didn’t want to fucking move. I wanted to start working on the next batch of locs, but the air was far too sticky to deal with bags of plastic hair. Instead, I watched one of the meteorologists from RI local news prep for her 5pm segment on TikTok. She started reporting on the weather when I was in middle school, and was “let go” back in 2021 or so. Her departure was a huge kerfuffle locally, as it seemed to be a pretty clear case of “push out the old model, replace with shiny new blonde”. Happily, another station out of Providence picked her up.
Shawshank has today off, and he wants to drive out to BiggerTown. I should put some clothes on and do human things.
