the hours just start to bleed together...

i had another all-nighter last night. for shits and giggles, i decided to see if the WWE cards i have are worth anything. well, holy shit. a few of them are actually worth some money. fuck me. so, i went through all of those last night, and that made me look again at some football cards, etc. and boom, 5 AM. i went to bed and was up again a little before 10. as soon as i got up, i heard my mom say that Kroger had called and her pills were ready. so, after the morning piss, i went there and picked up all her meds, some bananas, some other fruit and a coffee cake. i took a power nap this afternoon and with the weather changing here, i woke up with a fucking headache that felt like i had been drinking for the last 15 hours straight. and sure enough, mom sent me to Taco Bell to get lunch. originally she wanted Chinese food, but since i am apparently the only one that remembers what all that salt does to her, i said no.

here are your highlights from the NBA last night:

the Yankees swept the Red Sox last night, 6-3. Chapman is back as the Yankee's closer. that should make the bullpen a little deeper. they start a series with Tampa tonight in the Bronx.

Monday Night Raw was good last night, for the most part.

I May Destroy You was excellent last night. the season finale is next week.

Axios was good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Deadliest Catch and Hard Knocks.

i have watched some of the NBA and NHL this afternoon. i'll probably do more of the same tonight as well.

i'll be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.

i have trash to pickup here and next door, so that's all for me kids.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

si quieres cuatro años más de esta mierda, no quiero conocerte

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:

Ana Tijoux - Pas Que
Tomasa Del Real w/DJ Blass - Barre Con El Pelo
The Iguanas - Mexican Candy
Mariachi El Bronx - Revolution Girl (Live)

"For the life of me, I still don't understand why humans pray." - Vincent Bugliosi

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