Showing posts with label masahiro tanaka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masahiro tanaka. Show all posts

Sunday, June 22, 2014

and the busy ass day begins

how the hell is the day of rest my busiest? so much shit going on today it is ridiculous. on with the show...

the Yankees got their asses handed to them yesterday, 6-1. it was like batting practice for the Orioles. today is the rubber match and it is also Old Timer's Day. so, there will be swimming with nostalgia here in a bit. and then, Tanaka takes the mound. hopefully i will be drinking a victory beer this afternoon.

the World Cup yesterday was thrilling and CRUEL. Argentina beats Iran 1-0 on a Messi goal in the 91st minute. CRUEL. Nigeria beats Bosnia-Herzegovina 1-0 on some shitty officiating and a huge save late. CRUEL. Ghana and Germany played to a 2-2 draw that was absolutely thrilling to watch. and this opens the door for today.

Belgium plays Russia, who cares. Algeria plays South Korea, who cares. USA plays Portugal. if the USA wins today, they advance to the knockout round. they will also take the lead in the group of death. and they will also shut up a ton of fuckers all around the world. needless to say, i will be glued into that game, intense as i was in the Stanley Cup Final. hopefully, i will be celebrating around 8 pm this evening.

after watching ROH last night, i am definitely tempted to order their first PPV tonight. thankfully, it starts after the USA game. chances are, i will be watching some wrestling this evening.

after that gets over, i'll try to fit in my Sunday night shows... Nurse Jackie, Californication, Penny Dreadful, and Last Week Tonight. looks like it is going to be a late one for me.

i still need to pick up the trash, sweep some floors, clean some toilets, do the dishes, feed the cats and pray for some dry weather so i can mow the grass before it gets over a foot tall.

now breathe.

hope everyone is having a great weekend. hope it finishes well for you.

be well. be creative. be understanding. be the fire that never goes out.

until tomorrow my lovely friends and enemies...

music:

Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Rival Sons - Electric Man
Kelly Sweet - In The Air Tonight
Michael Franti & Spearhead w/Cherine Anderson - Say Hey (I Love You)
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Shooter Jennings - The Gunslinger
Accept - Balls to the Wall

"Only the mediocre are always at their best." - Jean Giraudoux

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

revenge is sweet

roughly about 45 minutes after i posted on this blog yesterday, i went outside to feed the cats. and while doing so, i threw my back out. nothing quite like being frozen in pain while the cats are looking at you like, put the food in the bowl fat ass. i eventually made it back inside, slowly. and since it was mom's birthday, i went into town to get the mail. thank god for adrenaline. i iced it down some yesterday and was hoping that a good night of sleep was going to help. lets just say i'll be doing some more ice today.

when the USA scored 34 seconds into the match yesterday against Ghana, i was thrilled, shocked, and pissed at the same time. pissed because i know how this team operates. they were going to try to defend for the next 90 minutes. sadly, that's pretty much what they did. when Ghana tied the score, i figured getting a point out of this game would be good enough. when the USA scores in the 86th minute and the adrenaline starts flowing through my veins again, it was at the top of my lungs screaming, DEFEND FOR YOUR LIVES BOYS. and they did. to FINALLY beat Ghana is some sweet revenge. considering they have to play Germany next and most likely will be eliminated after that game, is even sweeter. the USA next plays an injured and suspended Portugal team. the USA has injuries as well. and that game is in the middle of the jungle. a draw would most likely get the USA into a great spot for getting out of the group. a win, especially if Germany wins the day before, gets the USA out of the group of death. i will be hoping for a win on Sunday.

also yesterday, Germany destroyed Portugal 4-0. helps that Pepe lost his mind once again. Portugal was losing 2-0 at the time. hopefully Portugal feels sorry for themselves come Sunday. in the first goalless draw of the tournament, Nigeria and Iran did their best to put me to sleep. if my back wouldn't have been killing me, i might have actually got to sleep.

today's action is Belgium vs. Algeria. (Belgium is my sleeper team for the World Cup). Russia plays South Korea. and in the game of the day, Mexico plays Brazil. given that many of these players faced off in the Olympics when Mexico beat Brazil for the gold medal, i would think Brazil will be looking for a little revenge today. might watch that game in Spanish.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. helped that the adrenaline from the USA win was still pumping inside me while i was watching. love that they are giving some of the younger talent more of a push now.

Louie had an excellent season finale last night. could have gone without seeing some male ass in the episode, but oh well. another excellent season.

tonight is a Tanaka Tuesday at Yankee Stadium. they start a series with Toronto, who is 4 1/2 games ahead of them in the division. a pretty big series for June. i'll be watching that until Deadliest Catch comes on. quite honestly, all my viewing tonight depends on how my back feels.

hope this finds everyone well. and in better health than me.

until we meet again my friends...

music:

Dinosaur Jr. - Feel the Pain
Rancid - Ruby Soho
Icona Pop - I Love It
St. Vincent - Digital Witness
The Glitch Mob - Can't Kill Us

"What gives the artist real prestige is his imitators." - Igor Stravinsky

Thursday, June 5, 2014

do i watch the NBA Finals or do i go grocery shopping?

and before you think of my answer to that question, keep in mind that i am running on something like 4 hours of sleep, if i dare call it that. and given the fact that i tend to enjoy putting myself in uncomfortable situations (better poems), i will be going grocery shopping. now, i will be a kind soul and actually put on some deodorant and cologne. but, i refuse to do anything to my hair. now, the true dilemma is will i wear my purple Macho Man shirt or have another shirt over it? decisions, decisions...

the heating and air guy showed up today to do the normal maintenance on the air conditioner. of course they would show up on a day where it is cool enough that i have all the windows open. life.

i think it was late this morning that i finally, at least a little bit, got over the Game 1 loss by the New York Rangers. when i remembered that the 94 team lost Game 1 of the Stanley Cup Final by the same score, i was able to take a breath. of course, i'm not sure if there is another Messier on this team.

the Yankees ended their losing streak today, winning 2-1. Tanaka and the bullpen pitched well enough and the offense did just enough. maybe getting out of New York will wake up the bats. they play tomorrow night in Kansas City.

i went back and checked the submissions i sent out early this morning/late last night. not as many mistakes as i feared. other than getting one email address wrong 3 different times. that was fun.

sent a book out to Sweden today. not nearly as painful as i feared it would be. amazing how simple the post office experience can be when the workers that actually know what the fuck they are doing are working. and, as an added bonus, the amazon.com shipment that i was supposed to get tomorrow was actually ready today. that takes a load off of my mind. that shipment has my mom's birthday gifts in it.

sometime tonight i need to work in a long shower and get some sleep. but not before i do a little reading. i finally have given in to my obsession/fandom with Batman. so i will be reading The Killing Joke (The Deluxe Edition) tonight. i can't wait to see where my life goes now that i have opened that door.

that's pretty much all for today. unless something crazy happens at the grocery store, i will be on here sometime tomorrow. late afternoon most likely. it's supposed to be another beautiful, no humidity kind of day here. perfect for napping.

hope this finds everyone well. don't worry, the weekend is near.

until we meet again my enemies... peace and chicken grease

music:

Pearl Jam - Live on Two Legs
Neil Young - Greatest Hits

"Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better." - Laurie Anderson

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

say hello to death

here are your 2 links for national poetry month:

http://www.nj.com/hunterdon-county-democrat/index.ssf/2014/04/the_flying_kiwi_poetry_squad_l.html

http://www.bestofneworleans.com/blogofneworleans/archives/2014/04/08/on-april-18-pizza-comes-with-poetry

i was blindsided by the news of the Ultimate Warrior's death. having just seen him over the weekend during WrestleMania and then seeing him the next night on Monday Night Raw, to read on Tuesday night that he was dead was a total fucking shock. and then, you listen back to what he said on Raw and it gets really creepy:

the New York Rangers won last night 4-1. after giving up the first goal, i thought they played a really good game. and it was so nice to see the power play score again. last home game of the season is tomorrow night.

Manchester United lost today 3-1. i was so fucking pumped when they scored the first goal of the game. a beauty of a goal from Evra. but, seeing this is the season from hell, the great job they did on defense in the first half went right out the fucking window when they scored. 70 seconds later, Bayern scores and the floodgates open. you could tell Rooney was not 100% or even close to it as he completely blew 2 chances to score. so, no titles this year at all and no Champions League next season. as i feared when Moyes was selected to replace Sir Alex, we have now become MEDIOCRE. and i hate losing too fucking much to settle for mediocre. hopefully the fucks that run the club feel the same.

the New York Yankees play tonight after that debacle yesterday. it's Tanaka's first home game, so it should be nuts. hopefully he pitches well and the team wins. i need a victory beer after today.

The Voice last night was the start of the playoffs. team Blake performed and he had to cut the team down from 5 to 3. i believe he made the right choices. the 3 he kept are really good. can't wait until next week to see how the other teams do.

after the baseball tonight i'll be watching Legit and Ali G. and hopefully laughing away the pain of today.

that's all for me kids. i'll be on here tomorrow after a trip to the bank and probably a few hours of porn.

peace...

music:

Slayer - Reign In Blood
Pantera - I'm Broken

"Which came first the intestine or the tapeworm?" - William S. Burroughs



Wednesday, January 22, 2014

when you don't sleep it all becomes a nightmare

i might have got 3 hours of sleep last night. so i spent all morning taking little cat naps trying to catch up. during one of those naps, the phone rings. it's the mechanic and my truck is finally ready. so, that set forth a manic plan to get the paper, mail, hit the bank for a post birthday deposit, get my truck, get gas, and hopefully get back in time to watch Manchester United this afternoon.

when we hit the mechanic's place up, i knew i was going to miss most of the first half of United. but, i really didn't mind. the truck is like brand fucking new. new tires, a major tune up, oil change, fixed the shitty steering and holy shit, thing rides like a dream. well, a dream built in 1992. but, it should last me for a few more years.

got back home in time to see that United had scored. then like the assholes they are, they tried to sit on the lead for the next 90 minutes. all they had to do was score another one in regulation and the game would have been over. but no. so, on to extra time where United's goalie makes a horrific mistake with only 1 minute left. thankfully, Chicharito scores in the final seconds to send the game to penalty kicks. for some fucking reason Moyes sends up 3 defensive players out of the 5 to take kicks. as any child could figure out by now, United loses and is eliminated from the Capital One Cup. this season is beyond a fucking nightmare now. they could buy the entire Spanish national team this transfer window and it wouldn't help. LOST FUCKING CAUSE.

on top of that misery, the New York Rangers decided to shit all over my birthday last night by blowing a 2 goal lead to the fucking Islanders, losing 5-3. fuck me. thankfully, they traded the massive fucking headache Michael Del Zotto to Nashville today for the steady and signed for the next 4 years Kevin Klein. i like the trade, mostly because it gets rid of wasting talent. they play the Blues tomorrow night. another tough one.

i will not be going to the Dayton Flyers game tonight against VCU. 1) it starts in 15 minutes. 2) the weather is supposed to take a shitty turn tonight and we take nothing but back roads there. no thank you. especially not when all the towns around here have already said they are low on salt and are only going to treat the main roads. joy.

but, today was not all gloom and doom. i got off my lazy ass and got my new camera figured out. it's a Nikon CoolPix S3500. here are 3 of the 11 pictures i took today.



i will load the rest of them in the slideshow on the right hand side of this blog sometime soon (they are in the slideshow now). you can always see the rest of them on my Google+ page.

after the Dayton game tonight, i'll be watching Duck Dynasty and one of my favorite shows, American Horror Story.

lastly, i want to thank the New York Yankees for my birthday gift, although it was a day late. the 7 year, $155 million dollar contract to Masahiro Tanaka. thank you. now go win some fucking games.

hope everyone is well. my mother got me some stronger sleeping medicine, so my fingers are crossed that tomorrow i won't be whining about the bags under my eyes. peace and chicken grease.

music:

Metallica - Death Magnetic

"A picture is a poem without words." - Horace