4:20

[Drunk Monk]

In the north chamber.
Stacy is making stir fry.
Puppers is chewing on a chew stick.
I'm chipping at the Daniel Wu interview.

All is right with the world.

[Greg]

Hey! No 4:20 posts until 4:20. There are rules.

Good luck with the Wu!

[Drunk Monk]

In the north chamber, doing some research on job #6 (that's a one-off but ... lightsabers, amirite?)

Yuki is outside, gnawing on his chewies.

Hey! No 4:20 posts until 4:20. There are rules.

srsly? you are trying to lecture me about 4:20 etiquette? stoners are never on time... why do you think rasta seh 'soon come' (actually it's a totally different reason than this but that's a whole other tangent).

[Greg]

Ha! Time stamp says you were early.

[Drunk Monk]

don't even get me started on the DOOM time stamp. 

soon come, brudda. soon come.

[Drunk Monk]

Yuki woke me up. Or maybe I woke up him. Whatev, we’re up.

[Greg]

Time for walkies!

[Drunk Monk]

At mom’s

Off the the grocery & dinner in covid spike land...

[Drunk Monk]

North chamber with Yuki. He’s nappin and I’m thinking about doing the same...

[Drunk Monk]

North chamber with Yuki. We’re taking turns watching him at night. Right now he’s sleeping on my leg. Kinda sweet in that snuggle puppy way. He was trying to bite me a few minutes ago but I neck scratched him into submission and now sedation. I’m a good neck scratcher.

[Drunk Monk]

North chamber with Yuki. He's nappin. We had a nice sit on the veranda after his post-lunch walkies. I'm watching some ultravi and tuning out for a bit. It's restorative.

[Drunk Monk]

NC w/Y. He's chewing up the throwaway part of the Netflix DVD envelope. I'm relaxing, back after a lovely socially distanced lunch with my cousins in their svale backyard patio.

[Drunk Monk]

Working from my bed. Chipping out some stuff for FBU & Saturday's webinar. Stacy is cooking something. Yuki is observing the cooking because puppies love that.

[Drunk Monk]

NCw/Y. Yuki has been waking up around 3:30ish but he didn’t tonight. I did out of habit. He’s asleep now, prolly waiting for me to doze off again before waking up and demanding attention. It’s like having a baby again almost. If he sleeps through the night, I’ll be impressed.

[Greg]

Maeve spent the night barking and coming in to check on me all night. She's 12. I hope that gives you some relief.