for National Poetry Month, i give you:
i hope you have enjoyed the videos i've posted for National Poetry Month. hopefully i have exposed you to some poets that you didn't know.
i am a very superstitious person. i have noticed over the last few years that anytime i would get some beer from the grocery store, whatever team of mine playing that night would lose. so, yesterday, i didn't get any. and sure enough, there was the New York Yankees winning 2-0 late in the game yesterday against Boston. suddenly, the wheels came off the tracks and fuck me, the Yankees lost 4-2. well, so much for that superstition. the offense fucking stinks this year. and i know exactly what will happen. once it starts to click the pitching will go to shit. that's a good sign that it's going to be a long ass year. they play again tonight in Boston, i almost give a shit.
the New Orleans Saints made me very happy with their two picks last night in the NFL Draft.
Ohio State did set the record for most players drafted in the first 3 rounds. it's amazing to look back and see just how talented that team has been for the last 4 years. hopefully it will continue.
VICE was pretty fucking disturbing last night. the Iran footage was really good. i am amused with the ignorance the American people have about Iran and why they hate us. the scenes from India were truly fucking amazing. i really hope people get the chance to see this episode.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ceremony on HBO.
i caught up on some podcasts this morning. episode #5 of Seton Calling with Beach Slang. a very interesting episode, given current events with the band. you can check it out here:
also, Sam Roberts' Show #27 with Jensen Karp. if you'd like to laugh your ass off for over 60 minutes, give it a listen.
so first mom and i went to Hobby Lobby. little did we know, they were having a sale. so we were in there entirely too long, but i finally got the frames for the hockey autographs i have. those are now up on the wall. i also got some fake flowers. i've decided that's what i'm going to put in the bottles of alcohol i finish off. then we went to lunch. after that, she wanted to go to Target. she found what she was looking for and i was busy looking at this one girl that works there that maybe was 18. if she was younger than that, my brain should be arrested. mind you, it was raining the entire time we were out. so by the time we were walking around in Target, my arthritis was absolutely fucking killing me.
when we got home, i got the mail and the first batch of packages coming from my recent purchase at Amazon.com showed up. you'll see that listed in the music section.
i recorded ROH while we were out. thankfully the rain wasn't bad enough to fuck up the satellite feed. i watched that this afternoon. excellent as always.
hopefully all this rain does the grass some good.
i'll be on here tomorrow sometime after Manchester United plays. hopefully, i will be in a good mood. if i'm not, i won't be pissy for long since Sunday night will be full of wrestling and Penny Dreadful returning to my television.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday night. call if you need bail money.
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...
Ohio Players - The Best Of Ohio Players: The Millennium Collection
Leonard Cohen - Can't Forget: A Souvenir Of The Grand Tour
"I think most art comes out of poverty and hard times." - Willie Nelson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: