my long nightmare is over

as soon as the hockey game ended last night, i uttered the following words... thank fucking god, my nightmare is finally over. after waiting for nearly a decade, after seeing them invent ways to lose in Columbus, the New York Rangers finally won in that building with me in attendance. it was a 2-1 win. it should have been 3-1 but the NHL has bad eyesight and can't tell when a puck is struck underneath the crossbar. but, ask any Rangers fan, we already know the NHL doesn't like the team. to the left of me for most of the game was a Rangers fan. she was drinking and was pretty good looking so i thought this was going to be a really good night. of course, then i see a guy bring her another beer that's more or less a meat head. i figure that's her boyfriend and that would leave all the small talk to game and team related shit. sure enough, that's what happened. but, it was a good night. i'll come up with a poem about when she asked me to watch her foam Rangers finger and make sure nothing bad happens to it. i can't imagine where my mind is going to go with that one. here are some highlights from the game:

the Rangers play again tomorrow afternoon at Pittsburgh. i'll be back on here before that game tomorrow.

so, after the game we went to Waffle House. pretty uneventful until i heard our waitress laugh. i described it to my sister as the sound of two dolphins fucking. it's the kind of laugh you will hear in your nightmares or use to strip off paint from a wall. fucking hideous. so, there's another poem i need to write.

my sister gave me my birthday gifts last night, as she won't be able to be here on my birthday (Jan. 21st). she shocked the shit out of me with some Beats headphones and a bottle of rum. that definitely gets the birthday off to a great start.

mom and i got home a little after midnight. i did get to watch most of the new episode of Treehouse Masters.

as i was having my victory beer i decided to take 2 pain pills to help me sleep. i know, i know, i shouldn't mix drugs and alcohol. i only got around 3 hours of sleep anyway, so whatever ills might have come to me, they unfortunately didn't.

i got up this morning and immediately had a cramp in my left leg. that's a sure fire way to wake up pissed off. thankfully, the cramp didn't last long. i checked my emails, made a little breakfast, fed the cats way earlier than usual, and got ready to watch at least some of the Manchester United game.

Manchester United had a boring ass first half against QPR. too many fucking turnovers and not enough chances. thankfully, they did a little better in the second half. Fellaini scored before i had to leave the house. i found out in the car on the way to the basketball game that James Wilson scored late for a 2-0 win. here are some highlights from the game:

it was ugly, but i'll gladly take the 3 points and a victory beer.

we got to the Dayton Flyers game way later than we normally do. we had to park way back in section c, instead of the handicapped parking. mom is having a hard time walking with her pulled groin muscle, so that was a fun walk. at least the weather was really fucking nice for this time in January. i was very happy to get in the arena and see the student section packed. as much as they have tried to turn the school into a school for nerds, this team is keeping them coming out in droves. the opponent today was Saint Louis. they fucking suck and everyone knows that. i knew this was going to be an ugly game and Saint Louis made damn sure it was. no flow at all. of course, Dayton played along by missing too many threes and fucking free throws. but, once again, Dayton proved to be a great second half team. they took a 5 point lead at halftime and turned that into a 16 point win, 61-45. here are some highlights from the game:

after the game was over, mom and i went out to eat. both of us were pretty fucking drained from two sporting events in under 20 hours. plus, with the way my arm feels, driving has been a fucking pleasure beyond belief. nothing quite like having your left arm start throbbing as you are trying to pass semis on the highway at 90 m.p.h. good times.

after a stop by the post office, we came back to the farm. thankfully, a good portion of the ice has melted from today's sunshine. that should make walking out here a little easier.

i have one more victory beer coming to me tonight. i'll drink that while watching Saturday Night Live and ROH late tonight. in the meantime, i see some dinner, some college basketball and hopefully a nap in my future.

i hope everyone is having a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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...

music:

Florence + the Machine - Dog Days Are Over
FIDLAR - Cheap Beer
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)

"You can get much father with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone." - Al Capone