i would like to think that i found my bottom last night when it comes to my depression, but i am old enough to know there is no bottom to my depravity, so... but i at least got a good poem out of the abyss i was in. i was hoping to write more today but mom got sick and didn't go to her physical therapy. it seems like i do my best writing at places like that anymore as i don't have as many distractions to deal with. at home, usually the poems come to me while i am in the shower or on the toilet. sadly, it has always been that way.
the New York Yankees won last night at the Dodgers, 4-1. they are off tonight and start a series tomorrow at home against the White Sox.
and now some of this and that:
Game 2 of the Stanley Cup final is tonight. Vegas is up 1-0 in the series.
i did listen to episode 450 of Notsam Wrestling today. you can hear that by going here:
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
i should be on here tomorrow after a trip to Rite Aid. i believe i have some prescriptions to pick up.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
la gravedad siempre gana
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:
Fugees - Ready Or Not
Prince & The Revolution - Darling Nikki
Janelle Monae - Make Me Feel
GENN - A Reprise (That Girl)
Bully w/Soccer Mommy - Lose You
"As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die." - Federico Garcia Lorca
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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