adrift in a bloody fog

it certainly goes without saying, i've had better days here on earth. i fell right back into my old routines last night, not getting to bed until well after 5 AM this morning. i shaved, got my shower in, did the dishes, talked to a woman in Colombia, watched way too much porn and indie wrestling videos until i ran out of gas. of course, 4 hours later i was up. that's the life of this poet.

then, i had my first shit of the day. it crept up on me while i was doing my laundry. thankfully, i made it to the bathroom. and when i looked at what was in the bowl, i knew the rest of my day was going to be miserable. just my luck, my back started to give out about 25 minutes into this process. just fucking lovely. and there was just enough moisture in the air that my arthritis was flaring up as well. these are the days when a little demon pops up on my shoulder and reminds me that men MUCH greater than i am have killed themselves, what am i waiting for?...

so, imagine the joy of doing the rest of my laundry, going into town to get the mail, eating lunch, watching sports, etc... all while knowing my asshole is bleeding. good times.

thankfully, Manchester United lifted my spirits a bit today. they won 2-1 over Stoke City. given that Rooney nor Di Maria played today, i'm pleased with the result. they are slowly turning the corner to becoming a top 4 team again. here's the game in a GIF:

as for last night, the New York Rangers were up 3-2 and had just killed off a 5 on 3 power play when they suddenly just went to shit. 4 straight goals over the next 30 minutes for Tampa Bay and the Rangers lose 6-3. thank fucking god we don't play that team again this season. and god willing, we won't see them in the playoffs either.

Monday Night Raw was quite honestly just about 3 hours of filler. i was so fucking bored that i actually fell asleep during the main event.

The Voice was good last night. i saw bits and pieces of the performances last night and this morning on YouTube. while many of them were good, nothing really blew my mind. i suppose i'm still bitter about the results from last week. i'm interested to see who gets voted off tonight.

i ended up ending my 6 game losing streak with my one fantasy football team. of course, my other team had their 8 game winning streak stopped in the other league i'm in. but, that team did qualify for the playoffs, so that goal is accomplished.

i heard back from Russell at The Camel Saloon on my poetry submission from yesterday. he passed on what i sent. back to the drawing board i suppose. but, that certainly fits with how my day was going.

that's all for me today. i'm off to go ice down my back and figure out what to eat for dinner.

thanks again for allowing me to waste some of your precious time.

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:

Jamey Johnson - In Color
The Rolling Stones - Ruby Tuesday
Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors - The Wine We Drink
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
Neon Indian - Mind, Drips

"Judge a man by his questions rather than his answers." - Voltaire