off to a good start

after a nice ass kicking last night from Baltimore, i wasn't hoping for much this afternoon from the Yankees. surprisingly, a nice 12-3 win was in order, with 11 of those runs coming in the first 3 innings. Joba returned as well. once he gets the rust off, maybe the bullpen will fall back in place. hopefully the bats will continue to be awake for a few weeks at least.

with the Yankees winning easily for a change, gave me a little time to nap and catch some Olympic soccer. anytime i can watch that racist fucker Luis Suarez and Uruguay lose i'm a happy man. and to listen to him cry like a bitch afterwards because the fans booed him every time he touched the ball makes it even better. it's called karma asshole.

hello to my friend in California. best of luck catching the mouse. patience grasshopper.

finally a little drama on Big Brother. here's hoping the live show is a knock down holy shit episode. i'm not holding my breath, but i can at least hope.

soon i will have a rough copy of my first full length poetry collection in my hands. "Sofisticated White Trash" is getting oh so closer to reality. i might even do some YouTube videos. what, J.J. reading? oh no!

if anyone is interested in doing a review of the book, contact me. i'm sure we can work something out.

music today:

Tom Waits - Blood Money
Guided By Voices - Earthquake Glue
Bulletboys - Bulletboys
Fiona Apple - Tidal

"Some writers take to drink, others take to audiences." - Gore Vidal