i have all the trash picked up around the house. i even cleaned the fucking toilets. mom had to go into work tonight so we won't be getting the trash from next door until late tonight. that should be fun.
i really enjoyed The Voice last night. i have no damn clue how they will cut the 9 to 4. i'd love to see Jordan, Amy, Jeffery and Madi make it to the finals but i can't imagine no one from Blake's team making it to the finals. needless to say, tonight's show is gonna have some drama.
Monday Night Raw had the chance to be really good last night. instead, they flushed that chance right down the fucking toilet and kept doing the same stupid shit they have been doing. with the new computer though, i was able to get on my Google+ group for wrestling and at least have some fun on the live chat. Breaking Ground on WWE Network after Raw was pretty good, thankfully.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, The Muppets and the season finale of Scream Queens.
i got a couple of Christmas cards today that were sent to my old address. i guess i need to get my ass in gear and get my cards out.
i talked to my good friend out in California today. first time we had spoke in months. i guess she's moving to Virginia and is doing some adult shit now, like helping to raise children, etc, etc. i'm really happy for her.
i made my cousin a mix cd today. he's 11 years old. i didn't try to corrupt him too bad with this one, but i can't wait until we get to the hip hop/metal years. that will be fun.
that's all for me today kids. i was really hoping Manchester United was going to win today and lift my spirits from their usual holiday hate the fucking world level of depravity. i suppose that will be the job of alcohol now. and yes, i know it's a depressant. you have to mix the pills in to really have some fun.
i hope this finds everyone with their pants around their ankles, dreaming of taking a shit in their neighbor's yard. enjoy the visual.
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...
Joe Bonamassa - One of These Days
Bright Eyes - Waste of Paint
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death
"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through any one that suits you." - Jim Morrison
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: