had a little thunder this morning and some fog. add to that a persistent drizzle that sometimes became a pouring rain. just a gloomy day to say the least. toss on top of that that my mother is feeling sicker than shit... you can just imagine the mood in this house at the moment.
a quick raccoon update: no new hat. the little fucker made it down from the tree while i was watching the hockey game last night. it was up in the tree for nearly 5 hours. during the intermission between the 3rd period and the first overtime, i caught the little fucker and its other raccoon buddy enjoying a bird feeder meant to keep out squirrels. i chased them both off. hopefully the rain does that job today.
i did send out some poems today. i had a quick change of thought this morning and decided to send out to a few different places than i originally thought. i guess in the coming days we'll see if my gut has shit for brains or not.
i sent out 3 poems each to Dead Snakes and Pyrokinection. 5 poems went to BoySlut. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts here.
i found myself flipping between the hockey game and the Discovery Channel most of the night. i laugh at how interested i am in science now at 37, given that i hated it growing up. i imagine that's probably due to all the shitty teachers i had on the subject. i can think of 2 that i actually enjoyed. that's pretty sad given all the years of science class i had. oh the joys of public education. amazingly, i still graduated with honors. i suppose it helped that i refused to simply learn what they wanted me to know.
the hockey game was great. overtime hockey in the playoffs is the best. i could have watched 4 or 5 of them last night. had to settle for 2. i'm shocked at how Boston has absolutely beaten the dog shit out of Pittsburgh.
i figure tonight i will bounce between some hockey and the start of the NBA Finals. and then the Yankees come on at 10. so, i figure i'll be hitting the bed around 3 or so in the morning, unless there are some blowouts. then i might actually get to bed at a "regular" time.
one thing i did notice messing around with that raccoon yesterday was i have some dead limbs to cut down on the tree it went up. i'm amazed it's still standing after getting hit with lightning a few years ago. i guess when it gets dry again i'll break out the saw.
that's pretty much all. here's hoping i don't get whatever my mother has. getting sick in the summer months totally fucking sucks.
peace and chicken grease.
music today:
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa - See Saw
Charles Bradley - Victim of Love
Gin Wigmore - Gravel & Wine
"Love dies only when growth stops." - Pearl S. Buck
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