Bloom

I saw this guy was just starting to bloom today. I’m going to keep an eye on it.

Ignore the Mess

Patches begs you please ignore the clutter on my (former) desk.

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.

The toaster oven is new.

I’m going to toast my lunch today.

Look at that arrogant little prick. He’s just waiting for me to leave so he can start messing with my trash. Prick.