Tuesday, January 8, 2019

supposedly, winter will be here soon...

it was near 50 degrees when i took mom to her doctor's appointment today. they are saying tomorrow will be around 30 and maybe some snow. i'll believe that when i see it.

the doctor's appointment went well, i guess. mom got the results for her MRI. it showed that her back is slightly worse. i told her no matter how the insurance company tries to spin it, slightly worse is still worse no matter what. the doctor ordered some physical therapy for her. i thought she should be doing that all the while she was getting the injections. i'm hoping the physical therapy helps her. at the very least, if she does it twice a week, that's twice a week for me to be in a waiting room writing poems.

speaking of poems, i heard from Mark at Otoliths on my poetry submission from before Christmas. he decided to pass on the poems. well, got my first rejection of 2019 out of the way.

Monday Night Raw was okay last night. i really enjoyed the beginning and the end. as for the middle of the show, thank god the football game was on.

i was a little surprised that Clemson beat the living shit out of Alabama last night. i thought Clemson definitely had a chance to win the game, but i don't think anyone saw a blowout coming. Clemson won 44-16.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Smackdown.

the New York Rangers play tonight at Las Vegas. i fully expect the Rangers to lose tonight. i'm hoping the opposite now will happen since i have put that into the universe, though i doubt it.

hopefully, i avoid all of the asshole that runs this country and his lies tonight on television.

i stopped at the grocery store on the way home to pick up mom's prescriptions. thankfully, everything was ready. i didn't want to come out tomorrow in case it is actually bad.

the trash is all picked up. i'm hoping it doesn't blow away this evening with all this wind.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. if all goes well, the first poems submitted of 2019 will take place in the morning.

have a good one kids.

el hombre estrella nunca morirĂ¡

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...


Old Crow Medicine Show - Wagon Wheel
Shovels & Rope - When I
Levon Helm - Wide River to Cross
The Black Lillies - Where The Black Lillies Grow

"Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming." - David Bowie

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

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