Sunday, September 28, 2014

it's not all it's cracked up to be...

i snuck in a nap yesterday while watching some soccer over in Europe. it was one of those naps where you are so damn tired you fall asleep in a horrific position, so i think may have done more harm than good. my back is still feeling it.

my buddy did come over to watch Ohio State beat UC last night, 50-28. the game certainly felt much closer than the final score. he ate before he got here, so it looks like i'm going to be stuffing my face today. it is good being around him again. we were damn near inseparable in high school. hard to imagine it's been so long since we've hung out together.

the Yankees lost yesterday 10-4, not that it matters. today is the final game of Derek Jeter's career. i guess he's going to DH again today. he went 1-2 doing that yesterday, leaving in the 5th inning. hopefully i will flip over in time to catch whatever happens today. helps that my football team isn't playing until tonight. i saw reports this morning that the manager ripped the team the day of the home finale. might be time to fire him if he thought that was the right time for that to happen. where was he the rest of the fucking season? as sad as today will be for me, i'll be so fucking happy this season will be over.

like i said before, the New Orleans Saints play tonight against Dallas. that throws a wrench in my television viewing tonight. if all goes as planned (when does that happen?) i'll start off with the game and then go to Boardwalk Empire. then, i'll watch The Strain, flipping back to the game during commercials. hopefully sometime after Last Week Tonight, the game will end. and i will hopefully be enjoying a victory beer while watching Total Divas and the season finales of Ray Donovan and Masters of Sex. and if all goes well, i'll be in bed before the sun is starting to come up.

my fantasy football lineups are set. i have no major injury concerns (knock on wood) so i have no major scrambling that has to happen later today. i don't like either of my matchups today. thankfully, i won't know the results until after the game tomorrow night. maybe i'll surprise myself today.

ROH was pretty good last night.

Saturday Night Live was a little odd. when it was good, it was great (Pete Davidson). when it was bad, it was car wreck fucking bad. you were going to look and you were hoping to see dead people. not sure if it was nerves or the weight of it being 40 years, but shit... at least the season can't get any worse (i hope).

well, that's all for me today. i have trash to pick up, cats to feed and breakfast to eat before i just lounge around for the rest of the day.

hopefully everyone is having a great weekend. unless you are a fan of that shit school to the north of me (Michigan), i imagine you are.

thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of 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.


Ryan McMahon - I'll Be Damned
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
Washed Out - All I Know
Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors - Live Forever

"It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen." - Brigitte Bardot

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