Showing posts with label emiliano zapata. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emiliano zapata. Show all posts

Thursday, August 8, 2024

not the sound you want to hear getting out of bed...

 so, i woke up this morning after a somewhat decent night of sleep and as soon as i started getting out of bed, i heard my back pop. my first thought was i guess the weed gummy has worn off. i do think that was the reason i slept well at least. so, for the last 10 hours or so, i have been stretching my back and icing and feeling like shit. joy.


the Yankees spilt their doubleheader yesterday at home against the Angels. they won game 1, 5-2. they lost game 2, 8-2. hopefully, they will win tonight.




Big Brother was really good last night. i have no clue who gets evicted tonight.


AEW Dynamite was good last night.






some of the baseball cards i ordered showed up today. i got the first 2024 cards i have been able to order this year. i was hoping for some better rookies... the packs i got from Golden Lion Sports Cards were excellent. the Kirby Puckett rookie card was a nice shock.


i did catch some of the Olympics today. the USA men's basketball team had a huge comeback to defeat Serbia today, 95-91. they will play France for the gold medal.



enjoy some music:







and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Don't Forget the Lyrics and NJPW.


depending on how my back feels tomorrow, that will determine if i actually go to Menards like i need to or not.


so, i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.


i need to go make dinner, so that's all for me kids...


until we meet again...


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.


Ya no soy más que un anciano


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:


Emmylou Harris & John Prine - Magnolia Wind


Johnny Cash & Bob Dylan - Girl From The North Country


Stevie Nicks & Don Henley - Leather And Lace


Margo Price & Jack White - Honey, We Can't Afford to Look This Cheap (Live)


Ed Sheeran & Gary Lightbody - Chasing Cars (Live)


"It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees." - Emiliano Zapata


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


Sunday, August 8, 2021

and just like that... it's gone...

 just as i was getting used to staying up late as fuck to watch some sport i only watch every 4 years, the Olympics are done and over with. i did stay up to watch the USA women's basketball team last night. and i watched most of the gold medal women's volleyball game between the USA and Brazil. needless to say, i went to bed around 3 this morning a very happy man. the USA finished with more medals than any other country as well as more gold medals than China.






the Yankees won yesterday over Seattle, 5-4. when they were losing the game 4-1, i certainly didn't see them coming back to win. hopefully, today they will get the sweep.





my cousins came over yesterday. one of them brought me an Aaron Judge bobblehead and a Yankees whiskey glass that she got while in New York last week. they were my gifts for helping their mother out over the last 5 years with the mail and trash. i certainly wasn't expecting that. we had a nice long talk about the Yankees and Mets and New York City in general.


my sister spent the night. i wasn't expecting that either.


ROH was excellent last night.



enjoy some music:





and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be The White Lotus, Last Week Tonight, Power Book III: Raising Kanan, Desus & Mero and Big Brother.


well, this is great. just saw that Anthony Rizzo tested positive for COVID. fuck me.


i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.


i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.


thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:





until tomorrow kids...


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


get the shot.


A veces siento que no tengo suerte


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:


Trombone Shorty w/Lenny Kravitz - Something Beautiful


Grouplove - Gold Coast


Norah Jones - Hickory Wind (Live)


David Bowie - Modern Love


P.M. Dawn - Set Adrift on Memory Bliss



"It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees." - Emiliano Zapata


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


Saturday, August 8, 2020

apparently, i will sleep more when i die...

i think i am going through another stage of insomnia. joy. i didn't get to bed last night until 5 this morning. if my brain would be working on poems, baseball cards, overthrowing the world, i wouldn't mind it at all. instead, i'm stuck thinking of loneliness, despair, new ways to consider old deaths, what exactly a clean death would look like and what would be the perfect opening line of my obituary. good times.

well, the Columbus Blue Jackets pissed away a 3 goal lead last night and lost to Toronto 4-3 in OT. they now will play a Game 5 tomorrow. winner moves on, loser goes home.

Smackown was pretty good last night, as was 205 Live.

Real Time with Bill Maher was excellent last night.

Room 104 was weird last night, and really good.

the Yankees lost last night 1-0 down in Tampa. hopefully, the bats will come alive in today's doubleheader.

i had to go to the store to get mom's pills this morning. thankfully, it wasn't too crowded.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

i will probably watch some hockey today, as well as some of the NBA.

that's all for me kids.

i have a bad back to go ice down and watch some baseball.

if i get a wild hair up my ass tonight, i may send some poems out.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

la soledad es una cicatriz en el alma

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:

Freekbass - Runaway
Macy Gray - Stoned (Live)
Tedeschi Trucks Band - Walk Through This Life
Band of Horses - The Funeral
Antony and the Johnsons - Knockin' On Heaven's Door

"It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees." - Emiliano Zapata

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