so, about after 5 innings last night in the Yankees game, i knew what was going on. 15 up and 15 down. i really thought that Jameson Taillon was going to throw a perfect game against the Angels. of course, he didn't. hell, he almost ended up getting a loss he definitely did not deserve. but thankfully, Rizzo hit a clutch 2 run single and Clay Holmes survived the 9th and the Yankees won Game 2 of the doubleheader, 2-1. they won Game 1 of the doubleheader, 6-1. they start a series at home tonight against the Tigers.
here are your highlights from Game 1 of the NBA Finals last night:
here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:
NXT UK was really good yesterday.
NJPW was excellent last night.
Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher and Pause with Sam Jay. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.
the New York Rangers play Game 2 tonight at home against the Lightning. Tampa Bay is 18-0 in the playoffs after a loss, so i'm really hoping the Rangers end that fucking streak tonight.
i did go out shopping yesterday. of course, no one around here had the bug spray mom wanted. i did get some baseball and football cards yesterday at Rite Aid. the football box was WAY better than the baseball box.
i will hopefully have a money order coming in soon for some baseball cards. i have developed a really good friendship with this guy in Washington state. he loves the Mariners and i have plenty of those cards to sell him. if you have a favorite team and would love some cards (1959-2022), feel free to send me an email (jcampb4593@aol.com) and we can discuss the particulars. i usually do 150 cards or so for $15 and that includes the shipping. i roughly have somewhere around 100,000 cards.
i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until then...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
finalmente pedí algunas tarjetas de visita nuevas anoche
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:
Kraus - Anyone
Yuna - Make A Move
Danielle Ponder - The Only Way Out
The Suffers - Don't Bother Me
Yeah Yeah Yeahs w/Perfume Genius - Spitting Off The Edge Of The World
"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." - Allen Ginsberg
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i was going to go to bed around 3 last night, but that was when the thunderstorms decided to show up. so, instead of just writhing in pain while trying to sleep, i went through some baseball cards for the umpteenth time. actually, i found some hockey cards from 40 fucking years ago that are in decent shape. hopefully, i can get some money for them.
if any of you (or your friends, family, neighbors, enemies, etc.) have an interest in sports cards from 1959 until today, and you happen to be interested in buying some, please drop me a line at jcampb4593@aol.com. i am looking to sell, all of it if i can.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
Fuck That's Delicious was excellent last night.
I May Destroy You was very good last night, especially the ending.
the Yankees and the Phillies ended up in a tie last night, 2-2. i'm ready for baseball to finally be back.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Deadliest Catch and Dirty Jobs.
i might watch some of the MLS tonight, during commercial breaks.
most of the hockey cards i found last night i'll be selling for $5 and under, mostly because the names were scratch offs and they of course have been scratched off, so you see the names now. people like Bobby Clarke, Jim Craig, Ray Bourque, Wayne Gretzky, etc. those last two i might want a bit more for, but everything is negotiable.
plus, if you want or need any Nolan Ryan cards or Cal Ripken Jr. cards, i have tons of them.
i will probably be on here after Manchester United plays and i do the grocery shopping tomorrow.
i need to get the trash picked up here and next door, so that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
el tiempo es un círculo plano
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:
Bill Callahan - Protest Song
The Suffers - Take Me To The Good Times
SAULT - Wildfires
Echosmith - Lonely Generation (Live)
Lianne La Havas - Paper Thin
"Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs." - Robin Williams
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
as many of you know, i did not have a good relationship with my father. i think he's been gone long enough now that he's simply a crutch for the poems when i'm stuck and can't think of anything to write. so, to all the good fathers out there, the ones that didn't punish their children by mentally abusing them or threatening to take them out of the world they brought them into; to the ones that didn't arrive late with an excuse to a championship match; to the ones that didn't steal all the college money playing the fucking lottery; to the ones that didn't blame a hit and run accident on their oldest child; to the ones that didn't forget birthdays; to the ones that didn't choose to work overtime instead of going home and enjoying the family... happy father's day.
i made the mistake last night to read the #speakingout stories on the internet last night regarding pro wrestling before going to bed. so many of the names involved are people i really respected and i was literally in tears reading those stories of abuse. as someone who has struggled to come to grips with it in my own past, i applaud each and everyone for coming forward as i know how fucking hard that can be. and honestly, the sooner we as a society get all this shit out into the open and treat sexual abuse, domestic abuse, etc. as seriously as it deserves to be treated, the better we are going to be in the future.
ROH was very good last night.
Austin City Limits was the Chris Stapleton episode i mistakenly deleted a few months ago.
i did watch the Belmont Stakes yesterday. i wasn't surprised with the winner of the race.
i watched some of the UFC last night as well.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of VICE, Perry Mason, Last Week Tonight, Hightown, The Chi and Penny Dreadful: City of Angels.
i went to the store earlier today to pick up my prescriptions and get a few other things. i didn't know that Father's Day was all the moms take all the kids to the store day. it was way too fucking crowded for an early Sunday afternoon.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after i send some poems out.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.
until tomorrow kids...
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands...
stay hydrated in this damn heat...
amor sólo brillará a través de si el amor nunca muere
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 Suffers - You Only Call (Live)
Dirty Revival - Chuck (Live)
Gary Clark Jr. - When My Train Pulls In (Live)
John Lee Hooker - I'll Never Get Out Of These Blues Alive (Live)
"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you." - Jean-Paul Sartre
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
before i get to a rather frustrating and funny bathroom situation today, here's an update on my uncle. the oncologist told my uncle that he has adenocarcinoma. it is between his spleen and colon. they told him that without treatment, he has probably 3 to 6 months. with treatment, he probably has maybe a year to 18 months. of course, he still has another scan to do that will determine the type of chemo he gets. he does want to do treatment, so he's fighting. the part that scares me is the cancer has probably made it into the lungs and i know where it goes from there. this is the same type of cancer my stepfather had. his went from his lungs to his bones and then to his brain. and my uncle's cancer is far enough along that it is certainly in stage 4.
i did go over and sit with him yesterday, just sort of shooting the shit. i figure i take out the man's trash, i can sit on his couch. of course, after 60 minutes of shooting the shit, i was ready to go. we mostly talked about the pot issue that was being voted on yesterday and life on the farm.
i wasn't surprised that pot failed in this state. the bible thumpers have this state by the balls. i figure the only way medicinal marijuana becomes legal in this state is if jesus comes down and tells all these stupid fucks that it should be. it still amazes me that so many people vote against their own best interest.
ok, so here's the story of why i was taking a shower 20 minutes after taking a shit. mom had left to go with my uncle to his doctor's appointment. i figured, given my luck, i would have a nasty shit while she was gone. sure enough at noon, my stomach started rumbling. in the process of wiping my ass, my back locked up. this is always fun. it more or less becomes just how much fucking pain can i take. somehow, while wiping and wincing in pain, i knocked some shit down into my underwear and shorts. just my luck, i didn't know i did this. so, imagine my joy when i pull up my underwear and shorts when i'm finished and then notice shit on my left leg. this is when i started to laugh as i know this could only be my fucking life. thankfully, the shower is right next to the toilet. of course, it's not exactly easy showering with a bad back. add on to that i'm trying to make sure i don't step in any shit that the water might break off. i know a fucker in Sweden that's laughing his ass off reading this.
to top my day off with a cherry, my doctor called today and had me schedule an appointment for Monday to go over some results. i figure this will be when they tell me i have some fucking disease. good times.
Manchester United actually fucking scored yesterday. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. even better, it was Wayne Rooney that did it. a HUGE win over CSKA Moscow that puts them on top of the group.
the New York Rangers were very sloppy last night and spent nearly the whole damn night in their own zone. amazingly, they still won 5-2. that to me is a huge win over a really good team, albeit the Capitals were their usual whiny bitchy pussy selves last night. that makes it even better when the Rangers eliminate them from the playoffs year after year. enjoy some highlights:
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
The Muppets was pretty funny last night. it also gave an important life lesson every male should know. never ask an ex for help picking out a gift for the new girlfriend. NEVER. The Voice was a recap show that showed the road to the live shows. i am really looking forward to the live shows. Scream Queens was hilarious last night. the ending was really good.
on the DVR tonight will be American Horror Story and You're The Worst. i will be watching NXT and probably Table for 3 on WWE Network.
i got some great FREE music on NoiseTrade today. i will put the links down in the music section.
amazingly, i got most of the people i wanted for fantasy football this week. i have one team with all 3 starting wide receivers on bye weeks. that was a hilarious oh shit moment when i figured that out yesterday. i've been tinkering with my fantasy hockey team as i really need to find the right mix of players quickly. it doesn't help that i'm facing the best team in the league this week.
that's all for me today kids. i am fucking drained. my back is killing me. and i have had enough cancer talk for my next lifetime. hopefully some wrestling and some horror will take my mind off things.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
