Thursday, August 1, 2019

hello, my name is... exhaustion

i think my body just gave up last night. i actually was able to sleep in my bed for more than 3 hours straight. and it wasn't that i wasn't in pain or my arm wasn't killing me. i think exhaustion just won over the pain last night.

the New York Yankees won yesterday over Arizona, 7-5. they didn't do shit with the trade deadline. they made a minor league trade. so, i guess the Yankees are betting on themselves. it's foolish, given that no one knows how the injured pitchers are going to do if/when they come back. in my opinion, Houston probably just won themselves the World Series yesterday with the trades they made. i hope i'm wrong, only time will tell.

NXT and NXT UK were both really good yesterday.

Snowfall was excellent last night.

Big Brother was good last night.

Unmasking Jihadi John: Anatomy of a Terrorist was really fucking good last night. it's another documentary that i suggest everyone should watch.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Holey Moley, Big Brother, Baskets and Desus & Mero.

i did listen to episode 249 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/notsamwrestling/booker-t-notsam-wrestling-249

since our NBC station is in a feud with DIRECTV, i doubt i will see any of the NFL game tonight.

the Yankees are off today. they start a series at home with the Red Sox tomorrow night.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the grocery store.

i need to go get ready to take mom to the car dealership to get the oil changed, tires rotated and god knows what else done to the Highlander.

i hope everyone has a good one.

es solo dolor, sobreviviré

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:

Cold War Kids - First
Trampled By Turtles - Where Is My Mind ? (Live)
Cage the Elephant - Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
My Morning Jacket - Tyrone

"I once said a poet has the right to sing as loudly and vocally as he wants to. Most poets should face a rock n' roll audience for one night to keep them honest." - Jim Carroll

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

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