Monday, August 6, 2018

sometimes the pain just becomes a way to pass the time...

i think i might have got almost 4 hours of sleep last night. between the Sunday night shows, the Yankees inventing new ways to lose, a long phone call with the muse and my new addiction of watching black women masturbate, sleep just wasn't a priority last night.

the muse had to tell me all about her weekend in Chicago. i laughed, no wonder so many people got shot. she just had to tell me about all the guys she met, all the dick she could have had and the guy that's coming to visit her in 2 weeks. as much as i would love to think that she likes making me jealous and driving me nuts, it isn't that. she simply only thinks of me as a friend. and when the conversations veer into this direction, i know i have fallen into what many women consider the gay best friend territory. this is my personal hell. how to make the woman of my dreams/nightmares think of me in a way that i'm not in the friend territory? you'd think the phone sex, the 3 page letters or the poems would be enough... i figure i'm going to have to let success be the marker i throw down. and that goes against every fiber in my soul. pure fucking hell.

the New York Yankees were up 4-1 last night in Boston and had their closer on the mound. i was watching as i was really hoping to have a drink. silly me. shitty command and a costly error later, Boston had tied the game at 4. i didn't bother to watch the 10th inning, as i knew what would happen. sure enough, Boston finished off the sweep, winning 5-4 in 10 innings. the Yankees are now 9 1/2 games out in the division and should basically start focusing on the wildcard race now. they keep losing and they won't be hosting that 1 game playoff in early October. the Yankees start a series in Chicago tonight against the White Sox. they stink, so of course, i expect the Yankees to struggle.

Big Brother was really good last night. the Hacker competition was a nice twist in the game.

Power was excellent last night.

Sharp Objects was great last night.

the season finale of Succession was really fucking good last night. i certainly didn't see that ending coming.

Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.

The Affair was a bit shocking last night. i didn't see that ending coming either, but i certainly want to know what the fuck happened.

Who is America? was fucking hilarious last night.

Our Cartoon President was really funny as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

thank god the Manchester United game yesterday wasn't available on television here in the USA. i looked at the match stats and saw how badly United was outplayed by Bayern Munich. i'm not looking forward to the season starting on Friday.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i get all the poems out.

i hope everyone had a good weekend.

la mayoría de los poetas encuentran el éxito después de que están muertos

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:

Deer Tick - Goodbye, Dear Friend
The Phantoms - Watch Me
Mazzy Star - Fade Into You (Live)
Pretty Lights - Can't Stop Me Now

"Art is what you can get away with." - Andy Warhol

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

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