it has been on and off rain today. this is supposed to be the last rain we get before it goes back into the 90's for the next few days. joy.
the Yankees lost last night at Atlanta, 2-0. thank god they are off tonight. they start a series at home against Boston tomorrow night.
AEW Dynamite was pretty good last night.
Big Brother was good last night. i think Reilly will be evicted tonight. of course, since there is a NFL game tonight on CBS, i won't see the show until 1 in the morning.
i did do some poetry work last night. i have a pretty good feeling where my next 16 poems are going to be submitted to. if all goes well, that batch of poems will be going out tomorrow afternoon.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, NJPW and What We Do in the Shadows.
a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:
so, when i fall in love with someone, i fall rather hard. it seems the more i try, the less it actually happens. so, i have been trying to take it slower, enjoy the scene, be honest and full of empathy. then came the spanish princess. i had been pursuing her for years, but never stepping over the line. now, it was easy to do since she is in Colorado and i'm in Ohio. well, a few months ago, she texted me and told me that she was into me. she was the first to say i love you. this made my world. the dream woman and i finally had found her. now, i knew of all her battles with cancer and other health scares, but anyone that knows me knows that i know that is all part of the package. she texted me this morning to let me know she can't do a relationship right now. that i don't deserve to be "stuck" in something where i can't get all the love i deserve. i'm not sure why she thinks i deserve it, as i have never been in a relationship where someone loved me as much as i loved them. i told her that i will always love her, always think of her as a friend and will forever be there for her. i get the feeling that she thinks her cancer is back again and she has used up her 9 lives. so yeah, this is probably going to be one those weekends where the depression grows a little deeper and the poems get even more sad than usual.
here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
the New York Rangers lost at Saint Louis last night, 3-2, in OT.
Vice News Tonight was very good last night.
NJPW was very good 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 Smackdown, AEW Rampage, AEW Battle of the Belts VI and Jason Isbell: Running With Our Eyes Closed. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.
the New York Yankees play this afternoon at Baltimore.
the New York Knicks play tonight at New Orleans.
i should be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays in the morning.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
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.
el amor es como una espada afilada y sangro demasiado fácil
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:
The Black Crowes - Good Friday
The National w/Bon Iver - Weird Goodbyes
Devon Gilfillian - All I Really Wanna Do
Laamar - Home To My Baby
Regina Spektor - Down by the River (Live)
"Love is like a faucet, it turns off and on." - Billie Holiday
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
night 2 of WrestleMania 36 was better than night 1 was. and as much as i loved the Boneyard match on night 1, The Firefly Fun House match between John Cena and Bray Wyatt was beyond fucking brilliant. for every wrestling fan around my age, if you weren't laughing from all the references and the shots taken at the business, please stop watching. kudos to WWE for pulling off an event that was way better than i think anyone ever thought they could do given the circumstances.
Atlanta's Missing and Murdered:The Lost Children was really good last night. i know a little about the story already, so i'm really hoping the documentary will fill in the blanks over the next few weeks.
Westworld was excellent last night.
Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.
VICE was really good last night.
Homeland was good last night.
Black Monday was pretty funny last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Desus & Mero, The Voice and The Plot Against America. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i probably will release another SoundCloud recording in the morning most likely, so keep an eye out for that.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
that's all for me kids. stay healthy...
until tomorrow...
incluso mi soledad es solitaria
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:
The National - Pretty In Pink (Live)
Fitz & The Tantrums - Don't Gotta Work It Out (Live)
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - If I Were Free (Live)
The Barr Brothers - Lord, I Just Can't Keep From Crying (Live)
Ryan Bingham & The Dead Horses - Hallelujah (Live)
"There are more people who wish to be loved than there are who are willing to love."
- Nicolas Chamfort
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i would love to wait for it to warm up to go do the grocery shopping, but i would have to wait until Sunday for that to happen. oh well.
the New York Rangers won their franchise's best 9th straight road game at Montreal last night, 5-2. considering they were trailing entering the 3rd period 2-1, i'm pretty damn happy with the result. they play tonight at Philadelphia.
Will & Grace was very funny last night.
Indebted was good last night.
Desus & Mero was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, Real Time with Bill Maher and High Maintenance. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Davidson. the game is on ESPN2 tonight. Dick Vitale will be broadcasting it, so i'm sure he'll make an ass of himself at some point. if Dayton wins the game, they will clinch the A10 title outright.
i am planning on going to the game, so that's all for me today kids. i need to shower and then get all the grocery shopping done.
i hope everyone has a great Friday. hope your weekend gets off on the right foot.
i should be on here in the early afternoon tomorrow.
until then...
tanto para esa primavera temprana
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:
The National - Never Tear Us Apart
Big Mama Thornton - Since I Fell for You
Otis Rush - Your Turn to Cry
Lady Gaga - Stupid Love
"I have a good mind but I don't like to bore anyone with it." - Rae Dawn Chong
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
today is one of my really busy self-inflicted days that i love. unless of course, the games don't turn out how i want and then it's just all shit.
i did take mom out yesterday in the rain. other than forgetting to use her cane at times, she did pretty good. now, i believe she is done with Christmas shopping.
both NFL games yesterday were a little nuts. the Texans beat the Jets, 29-22 and the Browns won at the Broncos, 17-16. hard to imagine that Cleveland still has a chance to make the playoffs.
ROH was really good last night.
Saturday Night Live was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Ray Donovan and Escape at Dannemora. i'll be watching WWE TLC for most of the evening.
Manchester United plays at Liverpool in a few minutes. i'm hoping against reality that United pulls off a victory today.
the New York Rangers play this afternoon at home against Las Vegas. i'd love to see the Rangers not blow a fucking lead today and actually win.
the Dayton Flyers play Tulsa this afternoon at the Mohegan Sun. i hope Dayton wins but i have no damn clue if they will or not.
all that is back to back to back and will go right into WWE TLC. so yeah, i'll either be really happy and hopefully drunk while watching wrestling tonight or i'll be a bitter asshole wishing the matches were better.
i am really looking forward to the wrestling tonight. at least on paper, the event should be really, really good.
at some point today, my sister is supposed to show up. i need to give her a few things to take back home for Christmas.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the bank.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.
Si esta nueva mujer es cierta, mi vida simplemente dio un giro increíble.
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:
The National - Day I Die
Freya Ridings - Lost Without You
Shrug - She's My Disease
"We all pay for life with death, so everything in between should be free." - Bill Hicks
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i ran into a cousin at the grocery store today. i'm not a guy that really likes to shoot the shit in public. i'm more of the i have a list and i want to get this shot done type. my uncle is back in the hospital. mom got the phone call last night. who the fuck knows what he has now to go along with the cancer. i told mom though, the family will not be able to stand him dying around Christmas. the joys of the holidays.
thankfully, my Sunday night was much, MUCH better than my Sunday afternoon. i was so fucking angry by the end of the New Orleans Saints game that i thought i was going to have a stroke.
Manchester United was cruising along up 1-0 yesterday at Everton. late in the game, The Special One decided to bring on Marouane Fellaini. like most United fans, i was like WHY? sure enough, less than 3 minutes on the pitch, he fouled a guy in the box and gave Everton a penalty kick. so, for the fifth game in a row in the league, a fucking draw. 1-1. i wanted to blame it all on the shitty officiating, but even i know it was more self inflicted than anything. hopefully this shit will end one day. maybe they can find a team dumb enough to want to sign him in January. or maybe The Special One will just let him rot on the fucking bench for the rest of the season. not the way i wanted to start my Sunday.
the New Orleans Saints couldn't get a stop on defense to save their lives yesterday. and the offense was fucking horrific for most of the game. not a good combination for winning in a game that you really needed. the Lions beat the Saints 28-13. Drew Brees was held without a touchdown at home for the first time in 7 seasons. so you can imagine how my day went in fantasy football as well.
WWE TLC was amazing last night. i loved all the title changes. i loved the main event. it had a little of everything. all in all, it was better than i expected and i was expecting a great one.
Westworld was one of the best mind fucks i think i have ever received. nearly all the questions were answered and honestly, just give anyone connected to the show whatever damn award they are up for. it was fucking great. if you didn't watch the show, do yourself a favor and find it and enjoy the fuck out of it.
Divorce was pretty funny last night.
Shameless was great last night. i'm so emotionally invested since i have watched every episode, i nearly shit myself when Ian got in the car with Mickey at the end of the episode.
i really enjoyed The Affair last night. i never knew Brendan Fraser could play a creep so well.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and the semifinals of The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
it looks like winter may really be here by the weekend. snow and lows in the teens. good times.
i went through my mailing list last night and picked out the lucky ones to get something from me this Christmas. so, start looking in your mailboxes in the next few days.
i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. since there is a basketball game Tuesday night, it's a bit of a clusterfuck.
i hope everyone had a lovely Sunday.
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:
Melissa Etheridge - Bring Me Some Water
John Prine w/Emmylou Harris - Angel From Montgomery (Live)
The Delta Saints - Sometimes I Worry (Live)
The National - Mistaken for Strangers
"Grow up and let anyone try to contend with the adult you." - Margaret Cho
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so i had a crazy afternoon. between the doctor, Menards, the grocery store, being out way longer than i expected, not eating lunch and getting more miserable when it started to rain, today will be one of those fucking days.
so i guess i'm not quite a diabetic but i'm closer than my doctor is comfortable with. what sticks out more from the visit to the doctor was the smell of shit as soon as i walked in the door, a small kid coughing out his lungs and not covering his mouth, the new nurse with pants on a little too tight (unless she was one of these white girls that played soccer while growing up), and having to wait in the room for the squad to leave with the person from the room next to mine. good times. he's giving me a pill to take each morning that should help my numbers go down. if that does happen, he'll take me off of the pill. if not, as he told me i am predisposed to having diabetes because of genetics, he will leave me on the pill. he was pleased that i have given up white bread. i go back in 3 months.
the new nurse caught me off guard. i was prepared for the old one, especially since i got the haircut. plus, i was going to tell her about the poem i wrote about her, etc. etc. figures, i work up the courage and i'm all ready and (play some sad music) nothing happens. the new one was a little touchy though when giving me my flu shot. of course, she had a wedding ring on.
mom and i went up to Menard's to get a few things which of course turns into me getting ridiculous shit for the front yard as i work to improve this sophisticated white trash utopia of mine. we also needed some food for the birds.
after that, it was off to the grocery store. for some fucking reason, they won't have my medicine ready until 3 pm tomorrow. i suppose they don't know that i'm supposed to take this pill before i eat breakfast each morning. i figured that was a great start to this day in the grocery store. plus, we had to shop for next door as well. thankfully, they didn't have much as last time. i didn't notice many unwritten poems while in the store. we pulled back into the driveway nearly 4 1/2 hours after we left it. needless to say, i needed to eat something quickly. i got the groceries put away and made a quick sandwich. i figured that will hold me over until dinner.
the shows last night were good. Homeland was excellent. another great ending. The Affair was superb last night. that show is getting better each week. Last Week Tonight was great as well:
i lost my fantasy hockey yesterday 6-3-1. i'm at the point now where i'm just like fuck it. fantasy football didn't work out much better for me. it looks like i'm going to win one of my matches and lose the other 2. good times.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Gotham. i will be watching Monday Night Raw and Monday Night Football. i'll also check out WWE Breaking Ground on WWE Network tonight.
not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. all i really want to do is get a good night of sleep or just fucking die already. i know my luck. neither will happen anytime soon.
i hope everyone had a great weekend. if you didn't, i really don't give a shit. i'm too busy with own crumbling empire at the moment.
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:
Citizen Cope - Sideways
The Horrors - Still Life
The National - Sunshine on My Back
"Live or die, but don't poison everything." - Anne Sexton
i was up at 7 this morning, just like i wanted to be. so far, that was the end of things going the way i wanted. Manchester United dropped 2 points today, partly from a lack of execution and partly because of a blind linesman. they drew with Newcastle 0-0. not exactly the way i wanted to start my weekend. hopefully this shows the higher ups they absolutely need to go buy another striker.
the New York Yankees played like absolute shit last night, losing to Cleveland 7-3. for some fucking reason, this is the year the Yankees play down to their competition. today is the day they retire Jorge Posada's number 20. maybe a little nostalgia will get them a fucking win. the lead in the division is down to 1/2 game once again.
NJPW was excellent last night. both matches were top notch. Treehouse Masters was good last night. i don't know if they know how funny it is when they mention the sponsors. it's so over the top that some people might think they are making fun of them. at least that's how i'm taking it.
a little music:
now a little art, some humor, some food, etc:
the rest of my day is going to be spent watching some sports, putting away groceries, probably helping mom around the house and then settling down to watch NXT Takeover:Brooklyn. i have some high hopes for that show.
and then tomorrow it will basically be rinse and repeat as the Yankees retire Andy Pettitte's number 46 Sunday afternoon and SummerSlam will be Sunday night.
this blog would have been much more entertaining if a certain blind fuck on the sideline in Manchester this morning would have had some fucking clue what offside is.
that's all for me today. i hope everyone enjoys their Saturday. unless the Yankees start to win, my day is basically already gone to shit. good times.
tip your waitress. try the veal. buy an expensive bottle of wine and enjoy every last drop. in one sitting. embrace death as anyone should approach the final chapter of any book. maybe there's a sex scene at the end.
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:
Florence + the Machine - Addicted to Love
John Prine - Some Humans Ain't Human
The National - Fake Empire
Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska
Tori Amos - Winter (Live)
"Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes." - Tori Amos
now, i know that title will get the attention of my father's family, as today would have been his 69th birthday. this is a day that has haunted me for as long as i can remember. i never remember my father making a big deal of his birthday, but he damn sure wanted to be treated like a fucking king on that day. of course, he was allowed to forget your birthday, but you were NEVER allowed to forget his. it's a little funny that the sale of the farm made the paper today. if he was alive and saw what it went for, i bet that fucker would remember i was his son then. all in all, i imagine my hatred for this day will cease over the years. but, for today, it's like a fresh wound that i am picking at, deciding if it is better to let it heal or open the fucker up and let it bleed. good times.
some music for your Sunday:
i did go to the grocery store yesterday with mom. the store had a deal of gift cards for fuel points, so i know a couple of things i'm getting for Christmas. plus, we should get cheap gas for the next month or so. saw a couple of things in the store that i will probably end up writing about.
speaking of writing, when i got up this morning i went through some poems and came up with 8 i will be sending out tomorrow, most likely. i was going to do it today but if you have read the opening of this post, you know why i didn't.
Manchester United played very well yesterday, beating Barcelona 3-1. the goals came from Rooney, Lingard and Januzaj. David de Gea looked great in goal. hopefully he has a great season and realizes he doesn't need to leave Manchester United after all. the next game is mid week against PSG in Chicago. yet another game i really wish i could find a way to get to. thankfully, it will be on television.
i made the right call to watch the United game instead of the USA taking on Panama for 3rd place in the Gold Cup. Panama dominated most of the game. it was 1-1 and going to extra time when the United game got over. i watched the extra time and the penalty kicks, mostly hoping for another victory beer. that never happened as Panama got what it earned, winning the penalty kicks 3-2. what truly pissed me off was to hear the USA coach say after the game that it wasn't a bad tournament for the team and it will look similar when the playoff comes up in October. what fucking world is Jurgen living in? i guess i can rest easy knowing i will never see the USA actually get to play for a World Cup title in my lifetime.
i did see some of the fireworks last night. sadly, they were starting just as the main event of the UFC last night. i wisely chose the fight. but, we do now know where the best spot in our driveway to watch the fireworks is.
the New York Yankees were down 5-0 last night. thankfully, A-Rod turned back the hands of time and played like it was a decade ago. when he hit his 3rd homer of the game on the first pitch of the 9th inning, tying the game at 5, i was really happy i decided to start watching. and when John Ryan Murphy hit his first homer of the season, a 3 run bomb to give the Yankees the lead 8-5, i was pumped. probably the best win of the season. they play again this afternoon. hopefully they can get out of Minnesota with a series win.
Power was excellent last night. another holy shit ending that throws another layer on the story. loved it. ROH was pretty good last night. i was in and out of it but watched it again early this morning. another good episode.
some more music for your Sunday:
tonight on the DVR will be Big Brother, True Detective, The Brink, Ballers, The Strain, Last Week Tonight, Ray Donovan and Masters of Sex. if the weather holds up, i'll probably get all of them watched this evening. we are supposed to get some storms to roll through today. hopefully they are out of here by this evening.
that's all for me today. i see the silly season in baseball has truly started. yet another reason i'm glad i'm not on twitter. i can just imagine the hours i would waste chasing down every fucking rumor. the horrors of being a sports fan in the 21st century.
hope everyone had a great Saturday. may your Sunday be better.
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:
Chris Whitley - Big Sky Country
The National - Sunshine on My Back
Paul Thorn - Bull Mountain Bridge
Fiona Apple - Across the Universe
Joe Ely - Me and Billy the Kid (Live)
"Maybe this world is another planet's hell." - Aldous Huxley
judging from the forecast, the weather looks fucking amazing for the next few days. we're even supposed to get into the 80's before too long. of course, not being on the farm anymore, the only time i truly give a shit about the weather is if it's going to rain. this is a house of misery when it rains. arthritis truly fucking sucks.
found out this morning that my father's funeral is going to be on Tuesday. of course, not sure of what time. it's going to be a graveside service, so now i have to figure out if i need to see the body before it goes in the ground. i imagine if there would be something in the paper about his death, i wouldn't need to. so, i guess i'll know by tomorrow if i truly need to see it or not. i doubt i will go to the reception afterwards. i really don't think i'm going to be in the mood for that. especially since it's going to be put on by the people who got to see my father's good side, whatever the fuck that was.
the New York Yankees won last night, 3-2. the difference in the game was a home run from A-Rod. it tied him with Willie Mays for 4th all-time with 660 home runs. it was also the first pinch hit home run of his career. that's one way to silence the boos. they play again this afternoon.
the New Orleans Saints took 2 more defenders last night and, supposedly, the QB of the future. i like the defensive guys. i think they could have got the QB in a later round. but, if he ends up being the replacement for Brees and is really good, great move. the NFL Draft finishes up today.
i did watch VICE last night. another great episode. i suppose i could always go to China someday. (if you saw the episode, you know exactly what i'm talking about.)
here's something that made me laugh last night and cry a little at the same time:
i literally grew up with this show, from NBC to CBS. thankfully, with the DVR now, i can save the final episodes to watch over and over again.
today is truly going to be crazy. now, if my teams all do what i want them to do, it will be nice to have 3 victory beers today. it will be hard to follow everything given that Manchester United, the New York Rangers and the Yankees are all playing at the same time. i get the feeling that the remote is going to get a workout today. i'm not buying the boxing match tonight. i'll get the results online. $100 is way too fucking much.
on top of all that, there's a new episode of Saturday Night Live tonight as well as another new episode of ROH. as i have always said, i'll sleep when i'm dead.
today is the last open house out at the farm. hard to believe that auction is happening in 4 damn days. hopefully, it sells for the right price.
that's all for me today. i hope everyone has a great weekend. only fuck the ones that cough and remember to suck all the marrow out of life.
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:
Son of Dov - Danglin' Bee
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Pearl Jam - Sirens
The National - Sunshine on My Back
Joe Bonamassa - Midnight Blues (Live)
"Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason." - Novalis
so like a dumb ass, i decided to give a shit about the Red Sox vs. Yankees last night. 19 innings later, i remember why baseball stopped being my favorite sport in my 20's. needless to say, i'm running on little sleep, my sister is back in town, and i have a farm to go help clean out. these are the days where i wish i drank coffee or was addicted to heroin.
welcome to the 11th day of National Poetry Month. today, i'd like to highlight the lazy bastard i am and just post three random YouTube videos that i happen to enjoy. well, the first two poets i really like and have been published with. the third video got me with the title. anyone that knows my dating history of black women, they will understand. hope you enjoy, go support, etc. etc.
i will give the Yankees credit for at least fighting back last night. but they pissed away chance after chance to win the game in extra innings. they have way too many left handed bats and are too easy to pitch to at the moment. hopefully that changes as the season goes on... though i doubt it will. Yanks lose 6-5 in 19 innings. you can imagine how much i needed a beer after that game. they play again this afternoon. thankfully, i will miss it.
today is the final day of the NHL regular season. so by tonight, i'll know who the Rangers will face in the first round and if i made a miracle comeback in fantasy hockey. the Rangers play in Washington this afternoon.
i believe Saturday Night Live is new tonight. i'll watch that, if i happen to not be completely dead by the end of today. on the DVR will be ROH.
not sure when i will be on here tomorrow as the Manchester derby is happening. i suppose it depends on just how much we get done at the farm today. my back isn't feeling great from moving some shit this morning, so this could get interesting in a few hours.
the weather looks great outside. hopefully i'll actually get to enjoy it.
raise a glass for the weekend and i do hope it never gets empty.
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:
Alabama Shakes - Don't Wanna Fight
The National - Sunshine on My Back
Fall Out Boy - Centuries
Algiers - Blood
Courtney Barnett - Pedestrian at Best
"Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure." - Mark Strand
