Thursday, September 4, 2014

let the fun begin

it was nearly 90 degrees today before it was noon. and, of course, i have no clean shorts. at least i had some thin pants i could wear and not be sweltering to death in. i just love when it decides it's going to be summer right when it should be cooling down. i know the damn crops don't need this heat. this is the kind of shit that takes a great harvest to well, what could have been. hopefully it will cool down soon.

the Yankees played like they gave a shit last night, winning 5-1. when they can do that for a few weeks in a row, i'll start giving a shit again.

Big Brother was what i figured it would be last night. hopefully after Nicole gets evicted again tonight, Frankie is the next to go. there's a double eviction tonight, so at least there is hope.

The Bridge was spectacular last night. the violence has really picked up in these last few episodes and next week looks to be even better. best show going today.

tonight is the start of the NFL season. i have no players going tonight, so i'll be in and out of the game all night long. other than Big Brother, tonight i'll be watching Married and You're the Worst on the best network going today, FX.

looks like we're going to have to hit the grocery store here soon. i'm guessing tomorrow, hopefully before the storms come. there's nothing quite like carrying in groceries in a thunderstorm with a bad back. pure fucking joy.

if i do get some time tomorrow, i'm going to get the next batch of poems ready to go out. i really have no clue how many i have to send out. that will kind of determine how many places i send to. and since the fall sports are getting ready to take over my life, my next batch of work will be going out in one of my classic typing at 3 in the morning sessions. as long as the victory beers are flowing, all will be well.

that's all for me today. thanks 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.

peace and chicken grease my enemies...


Social Distortion - Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell

"You can find my book at your favorite bookstore, and if it isn't there, find a new favorite." - Joan Rivers (June 8, 1933 - September 4, 2014)

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