Sounds recorded spring into summer.
(14 August 2022)
Sounds recorded spring into summer.
(14 August 2022)
Dear Saturday,
At least nothing broke today.
Love,
Kevin
(13 August 2022)
Dear Friday,
Crackle, crackle, crackle…
Love,
Kevin
(12 August 2022)
Dear Thursday,
Sorry about that. One of those days.
Love,
Kevin
(12 August 2022)
Dear Wednesday,
Word is you’re planning some thunder and lightning this afternoon…
Love,
Kevin
(10 August 2022)
Dear Tuesday,
Good job on the temperature. Humidity still needs work, though.
Love,
Kevin
(9 August 2022)
Dear Monday,
I hate it when the remote hides between the cushions.
Love,
Kevin
(8 August 2022)
Dear Sunday,
Looks like somebody’s cranking up the sun again.
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2022)
Dear Saturday,
So I had to send in a few more forms—but at least they’re finally doing something with this one.
Love,
Kevin
(6 August 2022)
Dear Friday,
So they go from the supervillain genius to a massive government conspiracy? Ugh. Well, I’m already nine seasons in—no turning back now.
Love,
Kevin
(attempted to post on 5 August 2022—but it didn’t go, apparently)
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