Tuesday, July 26, 2016

sometimes you manage to outrun the demons

today would have been my father's 70th birthday. i mentioned the other day that part of the reason why i think i'm writing so much these days is mostly because that demon that was my father is gone. somehow, even though i first thought of killing myself at the age of 8, i still managed to outlive the one that i always felt wanted my death the most. i wouldn't say i look at it as victory or just... perhaps it's simply how life is supposed to go. i do know i haven't even scratched the fucking surface on poems about him. i will probably be writing about those horrors until the day i die. but i can literally feel a weight off of me. perhaps i'll actually get to have a life now. i won't hold my breath, but it certainly would be nice.

the New York Yankees won last night in Houston, 2-1. they are going to fuck around and think they still actually have a chance to make the playoffs. dammit. i already saw the owner say he won't let the GM trade off everyone. this team needs a fire sale so damn bad, it's so easy for everyone to see.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. new music, new set, new voice on commentary (thank fucking god for Corey Graves). i was thrilled with making Finn Balor the winner of the main event last night. that sets up Finn vs. Seth Rollins at SummerSlam. dream match alert. also, i was so damn happy to see Sasha Banks win the women's championship last night. i don't think they could have asked for a better showing of what the new era will look like. hopefully Smackdown is just as good tonight.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Deadliest Catch.

i got some excellent music on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i'll post the link in the music section below.

for some fucking reason, our garage door went up on its own twice today. i'm thinking we might have had an electrical storm given that my uncle complained that none of the things he had charging in his garage next door actually charged last night. of course, given that it's my father's birthday, i automatically started thinking of ghosts.

i didn't catch much of the Democratic convention last night, and i'm hoping to miss most of it. although, there was one speech that i did catch:

this country is going to look back and realize just how stupid they were to go against everything in the last 8 years. just think how far we would be past all this bullshit if the Republicans were just smart enough to give the President what he wanted and then take all the credit for it in the end. oh yeah, i forgot, racism doesn't allow shit like that to happen.

i have trash to pick up around here and i will hopefully get a shower done before the fucking rain comes. i've been achy all damn day.

i hope this finds everyone in good spirits or just drunk as hell.

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...


The Big Ol' Nasty Getdown - Volume 1
Father John Misty - Real Love Baby
American Aquarium - Man I'm Supposed to Be

"An intellectual is a person who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex." - Aldous Huxley

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

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