I’m not sure how it happened, but this has become the official dinner of Marvel TV on Disney+ nights.

I’m not sure how it happened, but this has become the official dinner of Marvel TV on Disney+ nights.

Patches very much wants my shift to be over. She sounds like she’s purring but if you listen close she’s saying:
Punch out, dude.
Punch out, fat boy.
Punch ouuuuuut.

I drove on the highway during the morning rush hour today. That was the first time in just over a year. I wasn’t going to work. I just had to drive to Tewksbury for a quick errand. Still… it was weird. The traffic was light for a rainy Thursday so maybe the pandemic is still happening. That being said, there was a lot of traffic for a state that’s should be shut down. We’re open, just not 100% yet. Foolish mortals.
Note, the pictures were taken on the way home so I was moving in the traffic-free direction.
I saw this guy was just starting to bloom today. I’m going to keep an eye on it.

I’m too tired to think straight or see clearly but I’m cooking dinner on the off chance that Jen might want to kiss the cook.
You gotta be ready, people. You gotta be prepared.


Is there anything more Covid-19 pandemic than the sun reflecting through a bottle of Purell?
Art babie, art.
To tame the untamable amplifier.

Queen Patches the First.

Yesterday was the first day of Spring. Today is the first day I opened a window in the bedroom. Happy days.