when mom said she wanted to go to lunch and then the store today, i figured that gave me a reason to take a shower. figured if i was going to fuck with my stress level and expose myself to humanity, i may as well be clean. we went to O'Charley's for lunch. i hadn't been there for years. we had some great food and a great waitress. if i had some more confidence and was a smooth fucker, i would have totally flirted with her when she brought me my second beer. unfortunately, it would have taken a few more of them and some shots to get me to the shit talking stage. we had to hit up the grocery store for the slew of over the counter shit we take. at least we had coupons for all of it. saw a few stunning women at the store. there will definitely be some poems about them here soon. and the children they were with. i just love how i can scare the shit out of a kid just by walking by. that's a fun game to play when i'm getting annoyed or bored in the store. not even sure my mother knows i'm playing it. yes, i do know i'm crazy.
the Yankees lost last night 5-2. so much for that winning streak. hopefully they start another one tonight. they can't afford any losing streaks if they want to make the playoffs.
the season finale of Tyrant was excellent last night. a nice swerve at the end that caught me off guard. hopefully, there will be a second season for the show. when a coup goes bad and the show ends with the brother saying he will sentence the other brother to death... i kind of need to know what happens next.
Hard Knocks was the usual fake toughness from the Falcons. i had a few good laughs during the show.
as for tonight, i'll be watching Big Brother, the season finale of Brew Dogs, and The Bridge. hopefully, between the shows and some baseball, i'll have a good evening.
hard to believe college football starts tomorrow night. where the fuck did the summer go?
i heard back from a publisher on some poems i sent over a year ago. ah, i just love email and how shit gets lost sometimes. needless to say i will be sending him some work in my next batch of submissions. that will happen in a week or so i think.
that's all for me today. thank you for allowing me few minutes to waste your precious time.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises, and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease my enemies...
Jason Isbell - Southeastern
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Half The City
The Afghan Whigs - do to the beast
"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey." - Kenji Miyazawa
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