Month: July 2021

Marvel Night

After a full day of working from my mother’s house, I am so stoked for Marvel night with Jen and Harry. Harry and I will get home at close to the same time and once we both get in and get settled it’s time…

Burgers and Fries and muthatruckin’ Loki episode five.

Why is the clock moving so slowly? I needs me some family Loki time!

Want to Move to Scottland?

This Haunted, Abandoned Village in Scotland Can Be Yours for $173,000

Take my money, please!

I don’t mind sharing the property with a ghost. We can do some research to find out how to make ghosts like you instead of scare you and then we can have the ghost predict the future for us. Let the riches roll in, babie! Hey ghost lady, can you give us the line on this week’s Powerball? Thanks, ghost lady!

I’ve always wanted to live on a lake. In this case I would technically be living on a Loch, but I think I will be okay splitting that particular hair. I might even take up fishing, though I think I’m more of a catch and release kinda guy than kill it and grill it.

Of course, the best part about living in Scottland? No trump supporters. Kiss my kilt wearing ass, fascists.

Shitty Work Day Alert

How do you know it’s going to be a shitty work day when the work day doesn’t even start for another 40 minutes or so?

You realize you’re about to run out of caffeinated soda. I was supposed to bring a 12-pack with me last night. There are only two cans of Diet Pepsi left from last week’s 12-pack. Also, as alluded to in the previous post, there was only a little less than five hours of sleep last night.

Oh, shit.

Mostly Quiet Night

There was a minute there, around 8:30pm when it was looking like my nana sitting shift was going to be another rough one. She was doing all the things she does when the back pain gets really bad but in the end all she needed was the approved extra pain med and she was fine. She was asleep by about 9:30.

Not me though, I couldn’t sleep. It happens sometimes when I’m here. I just can’t get myself to sleep at my usual bedtime. Do you think it might be a psychosomatic type of thing? Muscle memory? I lived in this house when I was young and sleep wasn’t necessary, so now that I’m here at night again my brain thinks it’s 19 again and fails to shut off. Or could it be that my brain knows that I’m not at home, and you’re really not supposed to sleep if you’re not at home (unless you’re on vacation, which is a totally different mindset). Ahh, Doctor Robert* thinks he might be on to something with that one.

Anyway. Gearing up for the work day. Talk to you later.

*No, Robert is not a doctor. It is, however, Ringo Starr’s birthday (81 years old, I think) and “Doctor Robert” is a Beatles reference. I mean day or night he’ll be there any time at all, right?

2021 5090 – Day 3/90

Two vocals, one melody/lyric, and one new song idea started.

Not too bad for a work day.

I made a works in progress playlist on hearthis.at. I know it won’t play from wordpress.com, but I’m posting it anyway because why the hell not. None of this matters anyway so why should I give a flying fuck at a rolling donut?

The naming scheme is year-project-counter-device the file originated on. Look at me being all assembly line efficient and shit. Yippee.

Start My Shift

Generally when I have a nana sitting shift I am sad and depressed and I miss my family and I just don’t want to be here.

Not tonight. Tonight I am fucking pissed and I don’t really know what’s different. I’m so mad right now. The missing my family part and not wanting to be here are the same but mostly I’m just sitting in the living room with my computer on a tray table feeling furious.

Fuck.