you ever have one of those days where if you truly had the chance, you wouldn't mind if death busted down the door and said hello? welcome to my morning. couldn't sleep worth a shit last night. i knocked over a pill bottle and can't fucking find it in my room. apparently, gravity isn't working in here anymore. i must have put the decimal point in the wrong place while making my morning bets. so, i'm truly hoping that wasn't a $100 fuck up this morning. the cherry on top was i almost got ran off the road on the way to the grocery store by a school bus. apparently, they are allowed over the yellow line if they fucking feel like it.
grocery shopping went fine today. my arthritis has been raging, but i am sadly fucking used to it now. i was thinking about it on the way home. i think i have been in some kind of pain for nearly every day of my life since the age of 15. 33 fucking years of it. and people wonder why death always seems to pop up in my mind.
here are your videos for this day of national poetry month:
the New York Yankees lost last night at Arizona, 7-0. well, i didn't think they were going to go undefeated. they are currently tied today 2-2, in the last game of the road trip.
NXT was very good last night. i can't wait for Stand and Deliver this weekend.
Dark Side of the Ring was great last night.
Shogun was excellent last night.
here are your NBA highlights from last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, The Masked Singer and American Horror Story.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against the Devils. i really hope the Rangers fucking win tonight.
i have to take mom to the foot doctor tomorrow.
i may try to get the blog done before i have to do that. mostly because Manchester United plays Chelsea in the afternoon tomorrow.
i need to go figure out dinner for tonight.
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.
una calamidad de errores
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:
Cor.Ece & Bad Colours w/Life On Planets - Mars
Lava La Rue - Push N Shuv
Alejandro Escovedo - Bury Me
Lindsay Lou - Queen Of Time
The Jack Moves - Lionel Richie
"Never confuse the size of your paycheck with the size of your talent." - Marlon Brando
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
the grocery shopping went pretty smoothly today. mom found another Kroger gift card in her room. so, i decided i would get some meat at a good price to stock up the freezer. after i used the gift card, i got a shit ton of groceries for $13. not too shabby. i also used some discounts at Rite Aid today that took $102 down to $85. i did get a box of baseball cards there. i figured there wouldn't be much in them, but i did find two numbered autographed cards in it. those were basically worth what i paid for the box. good times.
the Yankees won last night at Boston, 7-6 in 10 innings. Aaron Judge his two home runs last night. he is now at 57 for the season. hopefully, the Yankees will find a way to win again tonight.
NXT was excellent last night.
Deadliest Catch was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW Dynamite, Big Brother and two episodes of Welcome to Wrexham.
i should be on here tomorrow in the morning before Manchester United plays in the Europa League.
i need to figure out dinner tonight and probably ice my back for a good hour or so.
that's all for me kids.
thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:
