my body has been aching for most of today. i didn't get much sleep last night either. so, i'm thinking my body is telling me some shit is on the way. the weather reports are all over the place. i guess it all depends on where the rain/snow line sets up. we could just get 2 inches of snow. or we could get 8 inches of snow. no one will know until it starts. great.
i've been busy today getting my laundry done and getting some of the Sunday chores out of the way. one, because of the storm, but mostly because of the Super Bowl.
i watched the new episode of Treehouse Masters last night. some of those treehouses in Germany were pretty fucking cool. other than that, it was basically just bouncing around until i finally fell asleep.
i got up early enough this morning to catch the Terry Bradshaw roast i missed last night. after that, i got a little breakfast and got ready for the Manchester United game.
the boys didn't play their best today, but thankfully, their best wasn't needed. a 3-1 win is a good start of some important games coming up. hopefully they can stay healthy and keep scoring. here are some highlights from the game against Leicester City.
i made sure to give the cats and birds plenty of food today. i figured they will panic if the bad shit comes tonight.
i've been watching some college basketball games today while doing my laundry. once my laundry is done, i think it will be time for the New York Rangers game tonight. they play Carolina at home and desperately need to WIN. hopefully i'll be enjoying my second victory beer later tonight.
i believe Saturday Night Live is new tonight as is ROH. both of those will be on while the snow is starting. so, i'll be going from the television to the window, pacing like some crazy asshole.
unless mother nature changes shit up on me, i'm pretty sure i won't be going to the Dayton Flyers game tomorrow. thankfully, it's on tv. so, the plan will be to get up early, hope the fucking paper is at the end of the lane and in plastic, feed the cats and then be in for the rest of the day.
i'll be on sometime in the morning tomorrow. hopefully, bitching about yet another weather forecast that was wrong.
hope everyone is having a good weekend. may your drinks be cold and somehow FREE.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)
Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees (Live)
Gov't Mule - War Pigs (Live)
Trampled By Turtles - Where Is My Mind? (Live)
Alabama Shakes - You Ain't Alone (Live)
"Above anything else, I hate to lose." - Jackie Robinson
the problem with being a passionate sports fan is you will have nights where not only does your heart get broken, it gets ripped out, trampled on, and then smothered in shit.
last night was one of those nights.
but, before i get to that, let me get the poetry news out of the way. i sent out 8 poems today; 3 to Dead Snakes and 5 to Your One Phone Call. when i hear back from these places i will pass on the verdict.
The Big Bang Theory was good last night. thankfully, it gave me a little laughter in a night of frustration and yelling.
the Dayton Flyers lost at UMass last night, 66-64. they missed way too many free throws and 3's in this game. just make a few more and they win this easy. my fear is they are running on fumes from having only 7 players basically. their next game is on Sunday at home, which mother nature might be forcing me to miss. more on that later.
the New York Rangers lost to Montreal last night, 1-0. King Henrik gave up a soft goal late in the 3rd that was the difference. my hope is a shitty Carolina team is the cure for the sudden lack of goal scoring since the All-Star break. that game is tomorrow night.
both of those games finished before 10 last night. for about 90 minutes after the games, i simply played music and fumed while on the computer. i'm pretty sure last night took a few years out of me. i'm also sure, in my younger days, i would have been breaking shit.
so i guess i have matured.
mom and i went out today to get some paint samples for the new house. i think the colors she picked out are going to work. we also had to get some cat food and bird food. i figured it was best to get it now with the impending weather.
the snow is supposed to start late Saturday night. it's supposed to end sometime on Sunday night, Super Bowl Sunday. i've seen that we might end up with 4 to 7 inches, and i've also seen that we might end up with a foot of snow. needless to say, any amount over 4 and i'm pretty much snowed in for the weekend. so, we got most of the mad scrambling done before tomorrow morning comes. most of the procrastinators around here didn't.
if we do get a ton of snow, i'll try to get some pictures to post on here.
i'm not sure what i'm going to be watching tonight. maybe some pro wrestling, maybe some Food Network, maybe some Treehouse Masters, maybe nothing at all.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after the Manchester United game. hopefully they will give me the chance to have a victory beer.
i guess being a disciplined alcoholic is my real problem.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i hope the weather is better where you are. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Exitmusic - The Cold
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
"It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult." - Richard Brautigan
i woke up last night/this morning around 2. i decided, while mostly still asleep, to go write some poems. i had nothing to write about so i figured since i was still not really awake, i would just let it flow. i really, REALLY like the 3 poems i wrote. i typed them up after going back to bed. they will be a part of a submission i will send out tomorrow. not sure when i will employ this again, but as long as i'm sleeping in my chair and not my bed, i can definitely see it happening again.
team USA lost to Chile yesterday 3-2. it was rather obvious that they ran out of gas in the second half. but, it's also another damn loss while having a lead at halftime. that's not a good sign and MUST change soon.
Lucha Underground was great once again last night.
after that was over, i was flipping between home improvement shows as mom is going through ideas in her head about what she wants to do at the new house. i'm guessing we'll be knee deep in the moving process before too long.
i'm writing this now as today is a fucking clusterfuck. besides typing the poems up this morning, i also cleaned the toilets and emptied the dishwasher. at some point, i need to do the dishes, feed the cats, get my laundry going, go to the store with my mother, and hopefully have all that done before the sports start tonight.
the Dayton Flyers play at Massachusetts tonight. it should be a tight one, hopefully, i'm hoping Dayton can pull out a road win. i believe the game is on ESPNU.
at the same time, the New York Rangers take on Montreal at home tonight. hopefully. i'll be enjoying a couple of victory beers later tonight.
i'm also hoping to squeeze in The Big Bang Theory tonight as well.
chances are, i'll end up doing my laundry tonight. since i'm always up late anyway, i might as well.
there was some freezing rain that came through this morning. it has warmed up now to start melting all of that. of course, sometime later tonight, there's supposed to be some more weather coming through. hopefully it doesn't get too bad, as i'm really not in the mood to shovel.
mom made some banana bread this morning. excellent.
i will be on here sometime tomorrow to preview my Super Bowl weekend. as usual, i want to go out and mother nature wants to rain/snow on my fucking parade. if i ever get any fuck you money in my life, i'm moving somewhere where weather doesn't happen. feel free to email me some choices.
i hope everyone is doing good. if not, change that.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Jamey Johnson - In Color
"Start every day off with a smile and get it over with." - W.C. Fields
i put some ice on my back last night as it was killing me, right around 11:30 or so at night. next thing i know, i wake up at 4:45 AM, all the lights still on and i'm wondering what the fuck happened. i completely forgot about the ice on my back, as i found that later in the afternoon, still in the chair. i suppose frustration, pain, life, etc. just all hit me at once. of course, i couldn't fall back asleep once i woke up. not even a damn nap this afternoon.
since i was up early, i listened to the new podcasts from Men in Blazers and Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast. both were excellent.
i found a few songs for FREE on iTunes last night. you'll see those listed down below.
my frustration last night came from the New York Rangers once again losing to the fucking Islanders, 4-1. at least they scored a goal this time. for some fucking reason, they think they can beat the Islanders with skill. will beats skill more times than people actually realize. but, hopefully the Rangers get that loss out of their system soon, as they are entering a stretch where they play every other day for awhile. next up is Montreal on Thursday.
by the way, you can now see the rest of my NHL All-Star game pics in the slideshow on the right hand side of this blog.
i was going to do my laundry today, but our water is just fucking nasty here lately. i changed the water filter and hopefully that will help it long enough for me to get a shower and maybe do some laundry. we just have so much fucking rust and iron in the water now that it's pretty fucking close to unbearable. so of course this happens as we're hoping to sell the place. life...
the USA Men's National team plays a soccer friendly today against Chile. i'm very interested to see how the boys do as 2015 is going to be an important year.
after that game, i'll be watching Lucha Underground. hopefully they have another great episode lined up for tonight.
i'd like to get some writing done tonight. i don't really have anything swimming in my head that needs to get out at the moment, so it should get interesting to see what i come up with on the spot. i don't really like to write like this but i've learned over the years that i'm good enough to make it work regardless.
if i do get a few poems that i like tonight, i'll mostly like do another submission in the next day or so. i've got 5 poems begging to get sent out soon.
that's pretty much all for me today. i'm thinking i will be on here early tomorrow as mom wants to go grocery shopping and there is a ton of shit on television tomorrow that i want/need to watch.
i hope this finds everyone with a stiff drink in your hand. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Purity Ring - Obedear
Rogue Wave - Eyes
Sharon Van Etten - I Don't Want to Let You Down
Tobias Jesso Jr. - How Could You Babe
Houndmouth - For No One
"It isn't necessary to be rich and famous to be happy. It's only necessary to be rich." - Alan Alda
when i got back home last night, the trash cans were in the same spot where i left them on the way to Columbus, the cats weren't dead, but the internet was out and the power went out at some point while we were gone. plus, 3 inches of fresh snow and plenty of aching bones. good times.
the NHL All-Star game was fun. i did enjoy it. i didn't take it seriously, as none of the players did either. i was really happy to see Rick Nash score 2 goals. plus, i can at least say for a year, i was at the highest scoring All-Star game in NHL history. here are a few of the 85 pics i took from the game:
it was snowing pretty good after the game. my sister and i went to get a little food and take it back to her condo. i hadn't eaten since the morning, so i was hungry. but, i decided not to eat too much, as the last thing i wanted to do was destroy my sister's bathroom. amazingly, i was able to get a little sleep that night on her couch.
turns out my sister does have HBO (she also has Showtime, but she didn't realize it until i told her the next day) so i was able to watch Girls and Togetherness on Sunday night. i also watched Total Divas, which my sister was amazed that she actually watched the whole hour of it.
the snow finally ended on Monday morning. most of the schools were closed. my sister had to get a mirror she purchased and she said the roads were shit. we were going to go out and do some shopping, but mother nature had other plans. in the afternoon, we picked up mom at her hotel. i met one of her bosses, who was a little surprised to find out that i'm a published poet. she then mentioned Charles Bukowski and i thought holy shit, i have to get this woman to like my work and become my Linda King.
we went to dinner Monday night at the house of one of my sister's friends from college. her and her husband are really fucking cool, so it was a pretty fun dinner. both are really into music, so that's always a fun conversation. i would have been drinking with them if i didn't have to drive back to the farm right after leaving their house. but, one day i can see us getting drunk and debating old records from the 70's and having a blast.
the drive back was an easy one. the roads were pretty damn clear. we got home in time for me to catch the last hour of Monday Night Raw and the shows on Showtime i missed; Shameless (another awesome episode), House of Lies (great ending) and Episodes (better than the last one).
i think i fell asleep to the blizzard coverage on the weather channel.
i watched the episode of Gotham i missed on Monday night this afternoon. it was yet another amazing episode. such a great show.
i guess the New York Rangers are playing tonight at the fucking Islanders. i guess the storm missed that dump out on Long Island. hopefully the Rangers can get a much needed win against those fuckers tonight.
other than that, i have some papers to read and mail to catch up on.
i got a call from the muse today. that was a pleasant surprise. of course, she called while i was out getting the paper and mail. hopefully we'll get to chat with each other soon.
that's pretty much all for me today. i think tomorrow may end up being a laundry day for me. so i'll try to get on here sometime between loads. i'm sure someone with a dirty mind just smiled.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Prince - P Control
Drivin' N' Cryin' - Straight to Hell
TV on the Radio - Careful You
CocoRosie - Werewolf
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
"When you have a brush in your hand, inking a beautiful woman is a lot like running your hands over her." - Frank Miller
this will be a quick one today as i literally have a ton of shit to do...
i did get some sleep last night, thanks to a victory beer and sheer exhaustion.
the Dayton Flyers did their best to piss away a 10 point lead at halftime against Richmond. thankfully, they held on and came through with a 63-60 victory. here are the highlights from the game:
after getting a bite to eat, mom and i went back home to get some packing done and watch Saturday Night Live.
i thought Blake Shelton did much better than i thought he would. here are two of the skits that made me laugh:
make sure you stick around to the end of this one:
ROH was excellent last night. they have started 2015 on fire.
so after i eat a little breakfast, pick up all the trash, feed the cats, get the paper, etc. etc., i'll be making the drive to Columbus with my mother. i guess the plan is to take her to her hotel and my sister and i will make our journey down to the NHL All-Star game. after the game, i figure we're going out to eat. now, it's supposed to snow. i don't trust these weather fucks around here, but they are saying 3-5 inches. that should get interesting.
i have no clue if my sister has HBO or Showtime, so i don't know if i'll be watching some or none of my usual Sunday night shows. if that's the case, i'll have to check when i catch them before next week. (DAMN, WHERE IS MY DVR) i'll also sneak a peek or two online at the results of the Royal Rumble tonight. i'm interested in seeing the direction the WWE goes as this kicks off the road to Wrestlemania.
i think mom and i will be back home at the farm sometime Monday night. i may do a quick blog that night, or maybe a big one on Tuesday morning.
that's all for me. i need to go check on some fixed roofs, feed some cats and explain to them why they won't get fed until late on Monday, and get 28 days of trash down to the end of the lane. that should be fun.
hope everyone is having a great weekend. hopefully mine gets even better. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
The Afghan Whigs - Be Sweet
Marilyn Manson - Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge
Grouplove - Let Me In
Low - Stay
Paul Thorn - Bull Mountain Ridge
"Language is wine upon the lips." - Virginia Woolf
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my poetry submission from December 2014. my poem "becoming a man" has been accepted for publication. it is scheduled to appear on the site on February 4, 2015.
i think i might have got almost 3 hours of sleep last night. the drugs didn't work. nothing fucking worked. i eventually found some program that was in French or something that eventually got me to sleep. of course, 3 hours later the pizza i had for dinner decided it needed to leave my body. quickly. i didn't bother to try to fall back asleep after that. as you might imagine, i'm in a fucking great mood.
Manchester United pissed me off yesterday, but i can't blame them completely. their opponent, Cambridge United simply wanted to get a draw yesterday and nothing more. so, the 0-0 draw didn't surprise me. the replay will be in early February at Old Trafford. so, Cambridge can get their pay day and hopefully Manchester United can get the win to advance in the FA Cup. seeing that Manchester Shitty and Chelsea both lost today, i think Manchester United has a real shot at possibly winning the FA Cup this year. it's been 11 damn years since they have won it. that's way too long.
i did watch most of the NHL All-Star Fantasy Draft last night. i do like the team Rick Nash is on. that's the team i'll be cheering for, even though there are players from the fucking Islanders and Devils on it. i'm planning on bringing my camera to the game, so hopefully i'll get some good photos.
Treehouse Masters was pretty good last night. if i had some fuck you money, i would absolutely have a fucking treehouse.
NJPW was really good last night on AXS TV. anytime you can watch Okada wrestle Tanahashi, i highly recommend you do so. even if the match is from 2013.
the roofers were out here at 9 this morning to fix the barn roofs. it's been so damn long since they have looked good, i'll be fucking shocked when they get done. but, that will go a long way to getting this place ready to sell.
mom and i are going to see the Dayton Flyers take on Richmond tonight at UD Arena. i'm hoping Dayton can get back to winning. Richmond hasn't won on the road yet this year, but i'm not sold that's a good thing just yet. Dayton hardly ever plays well when ranked.
after the game, i have no clue if we're going out to eat or coming back home. i do know that i'm planning on watching Saturday Night Live and ROH this evening.
after that, i'm really hoping i can get some sleep. i have to drive mom to Columbus tomorrow for a nursing conference and i'm going to the NHL All-Star game with my sister. and to add to the stress of everything, there's supposed to be some snow/freezing rain/rain coming as we're traveling. good times.
i'm going to try to get a blog posted early tomorrow morning. there's a real good chance of me posting one if i'm battling insomnia again. since i'm spending the night at my sister's Sunday night, i have no clue the next time i will be blogging after that. it may be just a huge picture dump if i get some really good shots from the game.
that's all for me today. i need to hit the shower and get ready for the basketball game tonight.
i hope everyone is having a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Lucius - Go Home (Live)
Chris Whitley - Big Sky Country
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
The Heavy - How You Like Me Now
Shrug - Scratch
this is the problem with the week between the conference championship games and the Super Bowl. the never ending machine in this country has to find something to talk about. now, a part of me loves how awkward this is for the "real" media to be talking about balls, but another part of me is just fucking sick of it. did the Patriots cheat? yes, that's what they do. does every QB in the league try to get away with the same shit? yes, it's called being a professional. if you're not cheating, you're not trying. and i would love for the NFL to get this shit over with so this isn't the topic du jour come Super Bowl week. that way they can get to more important topics like what shampoo does Tom Brady use? what tips does Russell Wilson have for growing an ugly looking beard? how soon does Richard Sherman go off in the postgame press conference? you know, the real important shit.
i was in some pain last night. my left arm was driving me nuts. i figure with the weather systems changing here the next few days, i'm in for it. i took two pain pills to get some sleep last night. it worked, amazingly. i think i got almost 7 hours of sleep. that's like 3 days worth for me. of course, the arm still feels like shit.
i really just bounced around the channels last night. a little college basketball, some pro basketball, some pro wrestling, some home rehab shows, etc etc. tonight will be a different story.
i'll probably watch some of the NHL All-Star fantasy draft. i'd like to see who i'll be cheering on Sunday when i'm at the game. i'm also planning on watching the new episode of Treehouse Masters. and, i'll finally get to see NJPW on AXS TV. i love the Japanese style of pro wrestling. that should make for an eclectic evening.
first up for today is the Manchester United game in FA Cup action. they are playing a team they should beat. hopefully, they don't wait forever like the last round.
after that, i'm not sure if i'm going to the grocery store with my mother or not. i know i need to get my pills as i run out of one this evening. plus, we're running low on milk and bread. she's stubborn though, still wants to be independent. so, i might have to play the asshole son later on and force her to let me drive her. good times.
today marks 20 years exactly since i last saw my father. i'm pretty sure he still lives in the same county i do. i'm pretty sure he has for the entire 20 years. if you ever had to wonder why i hate the man... i got a good laugh in the paper the other day. one of the first names in the obituaries was James E. Campbell. my father's middle initial is M. i told my mother to look at it and realize just how close we were to one of the greatest days of my life.
and with that uplifting note, i bid everyone a great weekend. be safe. be drunk. have fun. only harm the ones that deserve it.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
E.V. w/Big Juice & Marz Ferrer - Zombie
Ryan Adams - Gimme Something Good
Kendrick Lamar - i
Empire of the Sun - Alive
"By not going to school I learned that the world is a beautiful place and needs to be discovered." - Rutger Hauer
it's these days in the winter where my mind easily drifts into some pretty dark places. death, suicide, crazy mutilation porn, my shitty childhood, etc etc. and the scary thing is, the more good news i get (1 poem accepted, 2 selected for a best of), it brings me no joy at all. i still think about something Steve Harvey said nearly 15 years ago that burns me to my soul. if you have no one to share your success with, you don't have shit in your life. sure enough, here i am.
it completely slipped my mind that last night was the season finale of American Horror Story. i was happy that i got to watch all of it. i really enjoyed it and thought the series on the whole was awesome as well. i really enjoyed how they tied up some storylines and brought back characters from earlier in the season. that was a nice touch.
Lucha Underground was great once again. yet another fast paced episode that was surely some of the best indie work going on today in pro wrestling. here are some highlights:
i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. maybe some basketball, maybe some junior hockey up in Canada, maybe i'll just flip around the channels all night.
mom was supposed to be home hours ago. she said she was going to get the paper and mail while she was out, so i didn't bother to leave the house today (other than to feed the animals). so, i suppose i'll spend some time tonight going through the paper and mail.
the parts for the new roof got delivered today. they are hoping to get started on that tomorrow. that would get us one step closer to selling this place.
for those that are wondering, my left arm is slightly better, but i think it's mostly me blocking out the pain than the arm actually getting better. i'm still sleeping in a chair. i can lay down in a bed to stretch or to masturbate, but sleeping is damn near impossible. the pressure that builds in my arm is fucking unbearable after a few minutes. my luck, this won't be a nerve problem. if i can make it through this weekend without going completely insane, i'm shooting for a trip to the doctor next week sometime.
my last thought today is just wondering if anyone has masturbated so hard before that their dick felt like it was actually going to start to catch fire. welcome to my Thursday as you enjoy that visual.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Elliott Smith - Between the Bars
Jimi Hendrix - Red House
Cat Power - I've Been Loving You Too Long (To Stop Now)
Radiohead - Paranoid Android
Mother Love Bone - Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns
today became a birthday of getting shit done. i woke up in a decent enough mood and decided to be a glutton for punishment. i started typing up poems. exactly how any asshole who thinks himself to be a poet should spend his time at 7 in the morning on his birthday. in my utopia, i would be getting a blowjob while eating grapes. in reality, i'm wondering why my fingers don't work as fast on this keyboard.
anywho, i sent 16 poems out today. 3 to The Camel Saloon and 6 each to ZYX and The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places, i'll pass along the verdicts.
i deposited my birthday money today at the bank. i also entered the gift card my mother got me for amazon.com. i'm not planning on getting anything from there until the move is complete. but, once that happens, i feel sorry for the postal service. i also got a New Orleans Saints shirt, some comfy house shoes, a Dayton Flyers scarf, and a book about Dayton's run to the Elite 8 last season. all in all, not a bad birthday at all.
mom and i went to the sports bar for my birthday this afternoon. when the waitress found out it was my birthday, she asked if i was turning 21. i laughed and noticed the ring on finger and thought to myself, if only... the drinks were a little stiff, which i certainly didn't mind.
now for the sports last night... the Dayton Flyers were due for a stinker. of course, they chose to play that one on national television after getting ranked in the top 25 for the first time this season. they got whipped in every aspect of the game by Davidson last night, 77-60. and quite honestly, it wasn't that close. but, shit happens. they are still 15-3. they play Richmond at home on Saturday night.
while Dayton was playing like shit, the New York Rangers were following right along. to say i was frustrated was an understatement. thankfully, New York came alive in the 3rd period and got the game to OT. and then, this happened:
what a great fucking way to go into the All-Star break. here are the highlights from the whole game:
tonight i'm planning on watching Lucha Underground and American Horror Story. i might watch some hockey as well. and then late tonight, i'm going to catch up on some podcasts while eating some birthday cake.
i also got a haircut today. the barber almost didn't recognize me without my goatee. he then asked how old i was. when i told him i turned 39 today, he was stunned. he remembers when my mother brought me in as a child. now, the funny part of this is this may have been the first time we have spoken outside of how do you want this cut in over a decade. after that, we shot the shit about sports for the next 20 minutes or so.
thankfully, my truck started right up today. i hadn't started it for almost a month. of course, i had to put some air in the tires, but it ran great. that takes a huge burden off of my mind.
ok, that's all for me today. i have some birthday cake waiting for me. thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i truly do appreciate them.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around with Jim
Dead Man Fall - Bang Your Drum
Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy
it got over 50 degrees today. as the guy said on the radio, that probably means we'll have a foot of snow to deal with in March. i, of course, didn't take advantage of the good weather. i've been inside most of today, readying poems for a birthday submission. that's a sure sign that i'm fucked in the head.
last night was a pretty good night of television. Gotham was totally fucking awesome. just when i think that show can't get any better, it does by leaps and bounds. i can't wait for this to come out on DVD or something so i can own it and watch it for every beautiful detail.
the Men in Blazers was pretty funny last night. my mother watched a bit of it as well and was laughing pretty hard at them. i just wish the show was longer. 30 minutes flies by way too quickly.
Monday Night Raw was really good last night. mostly because the veterans were booked great and the surprises truly were the holy shit kind of surprises that reminded me why i love pro wrestling. here are a few clips that made me feel like a child again:
and then Jimmy Fallon reminded me of just how damn hot Jennifer Lopez still is:
i slept pretty good last night. i'm still not happy about waking up around 5 each morning, but i guess i'm just fucking old now. by this time tomorrow, i'll be even older.
tonight will be an interesting one for me. the New York Rangers come on at 7 with their game against Ottawa. and then at 7:30 the Dayton Flyers play at Davidson. so, there's either going to be a ton flipping back and forth or one game will be on mute on the television and the other game will be on the radio. either way, my mom is going to be fucking pissed within 20 minutes. good times.
hopefully i'll be enjoying a couple of victory beers later tonight.
i think in the morning tomorrow i will be emailing some poems out and getting all my mail ready to send. then, i'm hoping my truck starts and i really need to get a fucking haircut. i believe late in the afternoon/early evening, mom is playing on taking me out to eat. i'm guessing sports bar as in all honestly, i'm just a cheap whore.
so, i'm guessing i will be back on here after all that. if not, send a search party.
hard to believe my grandmother would have been 103 today. sadly, she's been somewhere else for the last 22 birthdays.
that's all for me today. i have to go make dinner as mom is finally trying to take care of her pulled groin. of course, who am i to talk as this pinched nerve or whatever the fuck is ailing me in my left arm isn't getting any better. i suppose the difference is i'm crazy enough to accept the pain and just move on and she isn't. or, maybe i don't want to spend my birthday in a doctor's office. either way, i'm sure you're thinking, just finish this fucker already.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Noah Gundersen - Ledges
Flight Facilities w/Reggie Watts - Sunshine
Pantera - I'm Broken
Wussy - Teenage Wasteland
Lucinda Williams - Real Live Bleeding Fingers and Broken Guitar Strings
"The concept of absurdity is something I'm attracted to." - David Lynch
i always laugh at Martin Luther King day here in the USA as i can't help but think nearly half of the people in this country couldn't give a shit about the day at all. that's truly sad, but that's also what happens when a country refuses to have an adult conversation about race. oh well, i can always hope that ignorance will one day be defeated. of course, it's like the cockroach, it will never die.
yesterday was truly a crazy one. from all the sports to the television shows, how i stayed up the entire time is truly a fucking mystery.
the New York Rangers started their game yesterday fast and honestly, never looked back. i absolutely love the way they were the "tired" team but still whipped Pittsburgh yesterday, 5-2. they play again tomorrow night, their final game before the All-Star break. here are the highlights from yesterday:
the hockey game ended right as the Packers vs. Seahawks game was starting. that was one of the crazier playoff games i can remember. i can't believe that Green Bay blew that lead. but, hats off to Seattle for the win. also, for ending the game just in time for me to flip over to the other playoff game. that game between the Colts and Patriots went just about how i thought it would. when i flipped back later and saw the Patriots were up by 31, i knew i didn't need to turn back again. so, the Super Bowl will be between Seattle and New England. i have no clue who i'm going to pick to win it.
the Sunday nights shows were a little hit and miss for me. i liked Girls. i really liked Togetherness. i thought House of Lies was pretty good. Episodes was more miss than hit for me. Total Divas was ok. thankfully, Shameless was fucking excellent last night. i also watched a good portion of the UFC last night. i think i finally ran out of gas sometime around 2 in the morning. so, you can imagine my delight when i was up at 5:45 this morning to take a piss. at least i was able to fall back asleep for a little bit.
mom and i did take a few things over to the new house today. she's trying to decide on what colors she wants in what rooms. i told her not to bother with my room. i have so much shit that needs to be hung on the walls, painting them would be a complete waste of time and money. hopefully she can find some good painters, handymen, etc. she's been burned a few too many times, so she's a little gunshy hiring someone. i can't blame her.
hopefully the ground out here at the farm will dry out in the next few days. there is fucking mud everywhere.
i'm looking forward to my usual clusterfuck on television tonight. i believe there are some NBA games i'll probably flip between. i'm really looking forward to Gotham tonight. that is one of my favorite shows. during commercials i'll flip over to Monday Night Raw. that should be a nice dip in the waters of nostalgia with all the names coming back tonight. and then, i'll try to squeeze in the Men in Blazers sometime tonight. and at some point, i need to eat dinner and take a shower. plus, i'd love to get a few poems down and find a way to cut off my left arm and not feel any pain while doing it. ok, that last line was just to see if you're still reading.
the Dayton Flyers are ranked in the latest AP poll. i think they are at number 22. hopefully they can stay ranked for awhile. they have a really tough game tomorrow at Davidson.
i will most likely be back on here tomorrow afternoon. i hope everyone had a great weekend.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Empire of the Sun - Alive
JJ Grey & Mofro - I Believe (In Everything)
Mike Mattison - Midnight In Harlem
The New Basement Tapes - Down On the Bottom
Tracy Chapman - Bang Bang Bang
"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." - Edgar Allan Poe
the rain last night was supposed to end up with snow this morning. thankfully, so far (fingers crossed), that hasn't happened. of course, i still have to go out and feed the cats and take out the trash. so, if it's going to happen, i bet i know when it will.
i got some sleep last night. i think a little over 5 hours. i guess some victory beers and just being completely drained is the trick for me.
ROH was excellent last night. i really like where they are going so far in 2015.
Saturday Night Live was pretty good as well. these skits really made me laugh:
i have a ton of dishes to do before the New York Rangers play this afternoon. of course, i may wait in case the game goes bad. it's a good way to get my frustration out at times. but, the iron levels in our water here lately is through the fucking roof, so maybe not. i do hope the Rangers win today. they play at Pittsburgh. it would be nice for them to close the gap in the division.
there are two huge NFL playoff games today. first up is Green Bay at Seattle. then, Indianapolis at New England. i'll take both home teams to make the Super Bowl. i'd love to be wrong, but i'm not feeling it.
after those games will be my usual Sunday night programming. Girls, Togetherness, House of Lies, Episodes, Total Divas, and Shameless. i should definitely be ready to crash after all that.
not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i get the feeling that mom wants to start moving some things over to the new house. so, i'm thinking that will take up most of my day. i'm sure i'll squeeze something in at some point tomorrow.
hope your weekend finishes up nicely. if you're betting on the games today, best of luck to you. if you lose, take it out on yourself and not others. if you win, feel free to send me some of the glory.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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...
REMINDER - if you would like to be so kind to get me something for my birthday (Jan. 21st) or just for being a great person (watch where you step in this bullshit) or you just happen to like this blog or my poetry (or god forbid) both, you are more than welcome to get me ANYTHING off of my Amazon.com Wish List. you can find a direct link to it on the right hand side of this blog. thanks.
music:
Hayes Carll w/Caitlin Rose - Love Don't Let Me Down
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
The Black Crowes - Oh Josephine
My Morning Jacket - Bermuda Highway (Live)
Ryan Bingham - The Weary Kind
happy birthday to my hockey god:
"The only pressure I'm under is the pressure I've put on myself." - Mark Messier
as soon as the hockey game ended last night, i uttered the following words... thank fucking god, my nightmare is finally over. after waiting for nearly a decade, after seeing them invent ways to lose in Columbus, the New York Rangers finally won in that building with me in attendance. it was a 2-1 win. it should have been 3-1 but the NHL has bad eyesight and can't tell when a puck is struck underneath the crossbar. but, ask any Rangers fan, we already know the NHL doesn't like the team. to the left of me for most of the game was a Rangers fan. she was drinking and was pretty good looking so i thought this was going to be a really good night. of course, then i see a guy bring her another beer that's more or less a meat head. i figure that's her boyfriend and that would leave all the small talk to game and team related shit. sure enough, that's what happened. but, it was a good night. i'll come up with a poem about when she asked me to watch her foam Rangers finger and make sure nothing bad happens to it. i can't imagine where my mind is going to go with that one. here are some highlights from the game:
the Rangers play again tomorrow afternoon at Pittsburgh. i'll be back on here before that game tomorrow.
so, after the game we went to Waffle House. pretty uneventful until i heard our waitress laugh. i described it to my sister as the sound of two dolphins fucking. it's the kind of laugh you will hear in your nightmares or use to strip off paint from a wall. fucking hideous. so, there's another poem i need to write.
my sister gave me my birthday gifts last night, as she won't be able to be here on my birthday (Jan. 21st). she shocked the shit out of me with some Beats headphones and a bottle of rum. that definitely gets the birthday off to a great start.
mom and i got home a little after midnight. i did get to watch most of the new episode of Treehouse Masters.
as i was having my victory beer i decided to take 2 pain pills to help me sleep. i know, i know, i shouldn't mix drugs and alcohol. i only got around 3 hours of sleep anyway, so whatever ills might have come to me, they unfortunately didn't.
i got up this morning and immediately had a cramp in my left leg. that's a sure fire way to wake up pissed off. thankfully, the cramp didn't last long. i checked my emails, made a little breakfast, fed the cats way earlier than usual, and got ready to watch at least some of the Manchester United game.
Manchester United had a boring ass first half against QPR. too many fucking turnovers and not enough chances. thankfully, they did a little better in the second half. Fellaini scored before i had to leave the house. i found out in the car on the way to the basketball game that James Wilson scored late for a 2-0 win. here are some highlights from the game:
it was ugly, but i'll gladly take the 3 points and a victory beer.
we got to the Dayton Flyers game way later than we normally do. we had to park way back in section c, instead of the handicapped parking. mom is having a hard time walking with her pulled groin muscle, so that was a fun walk. at least the weather was really fucking nice for this time in January. i was very happy to get in the arena and see the student section packed. as much as they have tried to turn the school into a school for nerds, this team is keeping them coming out in droves. the opponent today was Saint Louis. they fucking suck and everyone knows that. i knew this was going to be an ugly game and Saint Louis made damn sure it was. no flow at all. of course, Dayton played along by missing too many threes and fucking free throws. but, once again, Dayton proved to be a great second half team. they took a 5 point lead at halftime and turned that into a 16 point win, 61-45. here are some highlights from the game:
after the game was over, mom and i went out to eat. both of us were pretty fucking drained from two sporting events in under 20 hours. plus, with the way my arm feels, driving has been a fucking pleasure beyond belief. nothing quite like having your left arm start throbbing as you are trying to pass semis on the highway at 90 m.p.h. good times.
after a stop by the post office, we came back to the farm. thankfully, a good portion of the ice has melted from today's sunshine. that should make walking out here a little easier.
i have one more victory beer coming to me tonight. i'll drink that while watching Saturday Night Live and ROH late tonight. in the meantime, i see some dinner, some college basketball and hopefully a nap in my future.
i hope everyone is having a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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:
Florence + the Machine - Dog Days Are Over
FIDLAR - Cheap Beer
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
"You can get much father with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone." - Al Capone
my poems "a maddening joy", "like a sledgehammer", "a bloody red sky", "for someone out there", and "a tropical beach in some foreign land" have been published in ZYX #69.
to get a copy of the issue, send a couple of bucks to:
ZYX
c/o Arnold Skemer, Editor
58-09 295th Street
Bayside, NY 11364
others with work in the issue include: B.Z. Niditch, normal, Alan Catlin, T. Kilgore Splake and many more.
and since i'm going to be running crazy for the next few days, i didn't sleep worth a shit last night. i tried to actually sleep in my bed and that lasted no more than 30 minutes. i have to basically numb my left arm to get any rest at all. that's fun. so, when i'm sitting at a hockey game tonight, unable to numb that arm, it's going to be really interesting. hopefully the New York Rangers play well so i have some adrenaline pumping. if they play like the last two games, i'm going to be fucking miserable.
before i get to the details of another Rangers loss... the trip to the grocery store. mom wanted to go early in the afternoon. of course, that didn't happen as she had much more work than she thought to get done. so, we left late in the afternoon. more like early evening. we had to get the paper and mail and check the new house for mail as well. we got to the store and i'm planning on how we can get in and out of this place and get back home in time for the game. after waiting for almost 20 minutes to get her medicine, i knew any chance of getting home in time was gone. so, i basically turned it into a chance to do some people watching. i noticed plenty of women wearing stretch pants in the store. not a good look for everyone. but, for the ones that it is, i thank you. i did write a poem about it late last night. i'll hopefully be sending that out soon in another submission. i typed it up this morning and it's a good one. we got what we came for and a few other things and got back home a little after the game started.
of course, by the time i turned the game on, the Rangers were already losing. the game was on the NHL Network and they were using the Boston announcers. needless to say, i'd rather brush my teeth with a shotgun than listen to those fucking clowns, so most of the game was on mute. that didn't help much as the Rangers once again couldn't do much of anything against a good team. yet another 3-0 loss. as much as i want for them to win tonight while i'm in attendance, i really hope they just fucking score. The King will be in goal tonight for the Rangers. he wasn't last night nor the other game the Rangers played in Columbus.
so after the game and a quick bite to eat, we have to get back home and more or less get right to bed. that of course won't happen, but in a perfect world it would. we have a college basketball game (Dayton vs. St. Louis) at 12:30 on Saturday afternoon. the game is on national television, so it's going to be a full house. mom wants to take some clothes to the charity we drop our clothes off to before we go to the game. to toss in more of a clusterfuck, Manchester United plays at 10 in the morning. so the next time i will be on here will be sometime Saturday afternoon or early evening.
i'm thinking i may have to give in and take some strong shit for my arm this weekend. that should make for some fun.
i'm going to miss the debut of NJPW on AXS TV tonight. i'm hoping they put some of it on YouTube but i'm not holding my breath. hopefully i'll get to watch it next week. i'm guessing i'll catch Treehouse Masters late tonight as i'm struggling to fall asleep.
on the bright side, it's starting to warm up a little out here. of course, it's still slicker than shit in the lane, but hopefully that changes. if it doesn't, taking the trash down will be a fucking adventure.
so, i hope everyone has a great weekend. love the one you're with or have enough money to love the one you want. and i'd suggest getting your birthday cards to me in the mail soon. not that i'm expecting you to get me anything (HINT, HINT). most of all, have a safe, fun weekend.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Rival Sons - Electric Man
The Verve - Drugs Don't Work
Mastodon - The Motherload
"I'm always astonished by the confidence my readers put in me." - Mary Karr
i actually got some sleep last night. and it wasn't from drinking myself to sleep. i do have a victory beer waiting for me. i decided not to drink it last night. i would like to actually enjoy it.
i was drained after the basketball game last night. it wasn't the game that did it to me, it was more the pain in my left arm. it's this persistent fucking annoying pain that won't go away. i can take pills, i can rub on ointments, and i can still feel the fucker. now, it gets to the tricky part of all this. with my birthday coming up, with the NHL All-Star game coming up, more basketball games, etc., i want to just ride this pain until next month and then maybe i'll give up and see a doctor. but, as i sit here and struggle to type this up, i do know this is going to test all the pain tolerance i have. good times.
as for the basketball game last night, Dayton struggled again in the first half, trailing at halftime by 2. whatever their coach said at halftime truly worked. they beat LaSalle at every aspect of the game, rebounding, defense, fast break points, etc. it was a pleasure to see. Dayton's point guard erupted in the second half and scored all 16 of his points in the final 20 minutes. i'm hoping the injury scare last night with Dayton's lone senior is nothing major. they can't stand to lose anymore players. Dayton won 61-50. they next play St. Louis at home on Saturday.
we made it back home in time to catch American Horror Story and Lucha Underground.
American Horror Story was excellent. the show had a few more deaths and a few more twists and turns as well. i really have enjoyed what Neil Patrick Harris has brought to the show. i can't wait for next week's episode.
Lucha Underground was excellent as well. i really enjoyed all the matches. i'm hoping this promotion really starts to catch on with other wrestling fans.
speaking of wrestling, i listened to the Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast with Jim Ross this morning. i highly recommend this episode. i also listened to the Nerdist podcast with Gillian Anderson. i enjoyed that as well, though i do regret never getting into the X-Files back in the day. i think my 38 year old self would enjoy it now. #XFiles2015
i believe mom wants to go to the store later today. i know she has some pills to pick up. i'm planning on tagging along as i need to do some people watching to get some words flowing in the head again. not sleeping in my bed has somewhat extinguished any poems here lately. now, a sane person would just bring their notebook down to the chair they are sleeping in. the writer would then protest about how he only writes the "good shit" up in his room. hence my dilemma.
the New York Rangers play up in Boston tonight. i'm hoping they can get back to their winning ways as i don't see want to see them start slumping going into the All-Star break.
other than that tonight, i might mix in some pro wrestling. i know i am planning on watching Dan Patrick on The Late Show with David Letterman.
i will probably be on here early tomorrow as we will be leaving in the afternoon to travel to Columbus to see the New York Rangers play the Columbus Blue Jackets Friday night. hopefully i'll finally get to see them win there in person. more on that tomorrow.
i need to get going and feed the cats. they are probably sleeping in the sun at the moment. i'm going to be the asshole to wake them up.
i hope everyone has a good day. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
John Prine - It's a Big Old Goofy World
The Afghan Whigs - Come See About Me
Old Crow Medicine Show - Wagon Wheel
The Stone Roses - Love Spreads
ZZ Ward - Blue Eyes Blind
"You can always be a little bit better." - Drew Brees
there's something about waking up at 5:15 in the morning to take a piss that lets me know i truly am getting to be an old motherfucker. what i truly don't appreciate is not being able to fall back asleep. if i had words swimming in my head or something else creative to do, i'd be ok with it. but when it's just checking emails and reading depressing news stories, i think i'd rather sleep. oh well.
this will be a short one today as last night was beyond fucking fruitless and i have somewhere to be in a few hours.
the New York Rangers got completely outplayed and beaten last night by the fucking Islanders, 3-0. hopefully it's just a minor blip in the grand scheme of things, but the Rangers looked like shit last night. they play again tomorrow night in Boston. that starts 3 games in 4 days. i'll see them in Columbus on Friday night.
other than the hockey last night, i was flipping between PBS and some college basketball.
one thing about waking up early in the morning, it does give me some time to fuck around on iTunes. you'll see some of the fun i had this morning below.
tonight, the Dayton Flyers are back home to take on LaSalle. hopefully, the winning continues for Dayton.
i'm hoping i get back home in time to see Lucha Underground and American Horror Story tonight. this is really why i would love to have a DVR. if i make it back home in time to see the shows, i'm going to be up until 2 in the morning to do so. it would be lovely to sleep and just watch them in the afternoon.
that's all for me today. i'll be on here tomorrow sometime, hopefully with some good news, etc., etc.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
Novo Amor - Welcome to the Jungle
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes - 40 Day Dream
Alabama Shakes - Always Alright
Lou Reed - Heroin (Live)
"I think people should feel encouraged to be themselves." - Dave Grohl
i'm currently doing some laundry as this fucking cold weather has me wearing layer after layer when i'm outside. plus, i'm guessing the people i sit around at the basketball games would appreciate some clean clothes.
what a night last night. i was probably at the height of my intensity when Ohio State turned the ball over for the fourth fucking time. i believe you could hear me yell JESUS FUCKING CHRIST a few farms over. but, thanks to a defense that plays with a great fuck you swagger and a running back that picked the right 3 games to have his coming out party, Ohio State whipped Oregon last night, 42-20. as i kept telling my mother all throughout the game, all Ohio State has to do is keep punching Oregon in the mouth. they WILL fold like they always have against OSU. and sure enough, that's exactly what they did.
i really loved when all the Oregon fans complained about Ohio State scoring their last touchdown with 20 some seconds left in the game. and they wonder why they have never won a national championship. so, after watching a bit of the post game festivities, i decided it was time. here is a picture of me after the win:
and here i am after a few victory beers and a shave:
it feels really fucking weird not to have a long goatee anymore. my mother said she liked it. i told her to wait 9 months and see what she thinks then as i will not shave. i figure i have another 30 or so years on this planet. i might as well go out as a fucking freak show.
time will tell i guess. i really didn't give a shit about anything else last night. i caught bits and pieces of Monday Night Raw and Men in Blazers during commercials and timeouts. i was way too into the game to have my mind anywhere else.
and the best thing about Ohio State's win last night... they are favored to do it again next season. this team is really too young to know what they just did. the majority of great players on the team are only sophomores and freshmen. the future is really fucking bright. and they have the perfect coach to do it.
so, a big ass thank you to Ohio State for giving me an early birthday present.
now, as for tonight...
there might not be a team i hate more on earth (ok, there is at least two more that i hate more) than the New York Islanders. and the fact they are in front of the New York Rangers in the standings pisses me off. of course, the Rangers have played 3 fewer games. tonight, the two teams meet at Madison Square Garden. this is a HUGE game. a chance for the Rangers to close the gap and really prove that their recent great run isn't a fucking fluke. i will be glued to that game.
how i'm still awake is a fucking mystery. i might have got 3 hours of sleep last night. might is a big leap actually. i figure with the emotions of the hockey game tonight, hopefully a victory beer, etc., i will be in a coma by midnight. sadly, i tried sleeping in my bed last night and couldn't. my left arm is so bad i can't find a comfortable spot for it to fall asleep. so, i guess the bed is just for jerking off now. enjoy that visual.
i will be on here tomorrow in the afternoon as we have a basketball game to go to tomorrow night. i don't like that the Dayton Flyers are starting to get some good national press on their amazing winning streak. that's usually when the bad shit happens. oh well.
i hope everyone is doing good. if not, make yourself something stronger and pretend your wife is someone else for the evening. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Charlie Mars - Hell Yeah
Filter & The Crystal Method - (Can't You) Trip Like I Do
Life Sex & Death - Fuckin' Shit Ass
Marilyn Manson - The Dope Show
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
"We must become more comfortable with probability and uncertainty." - Nate Silver
the propane tank is full. the ice has been cleared off the sidewalks. the cats and birds have been fed and forgotten about. i'm effectively blocking the pain in my arm and back with adrenaline and hope. tonight's the night. i know there are only so many times in my life i get to watch the team i have rooted for since my birth to have the chance to go win a championship. to have it be the first one decided in a playoff, which makes it a "true" championship... priceless. there's also the little vow of mine if one of my teams wins a championship, this goatee i've been growing since the last championship will come off. the caveat of course is i will NEVER shave again. so, tonight has many, many consequences. here's the hype video Ohio State put out for the game. needless to say, i'm ready to run through a fucking wall:
hopefully tonight goes much better than yesterday did. Manchester United controlled just about all 90 minutes. they forgot to just keep it simple stupid and score. so, of course, they lost to a team they shouldn't have. they are still in the top 4, barely. i was beyond pissed for most of the rest of the day.
i did get to watch the episode of ROH i slept through. a great episode to start off 2015.
the NFL playoff games were good. i split on picking the games. i'm now 6-2 in the playoffs.
i watched a little bit of The Golden Globes. i did laugh at some of it. i did love Jeremy Renner's line about J-Lo.
the Sunday night shows were pretty good. Girls had a great ass eating scene and not much else. Togetherness i really liked. i think that show will be really good. Shameless was great, as usual. loved the nudity and flirting. House of Lies was good if you remembered last season. Episodes was pretty good. Total Divas was more mindless shit, though i wouldn't mind seeing the uncensored version of it.
other than the game tonight, i might check out Monday Night Raw and the Men in Blazers if the game is going bad for Ohio State. i know "Macho Man" Randy Savage is supposed to be announced for the WWE Hall of Fame tonight. hopefully they do that before the game starts. he's one of my favorites of all-time.
i had a horrible time falling asleep last night. between my bad back and this shitty weather, i might have got 3 hours at best. if Ohio State wins tonight, i doubt i will get that much.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. it will be sometime before the New York Rangers game, i do know that.
i hope everyone had a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Volbeat - A Warrior's Call
Powerman 5000 - Bombshell
Kiss - War Machine
Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen
another day, another threat of a winter storm. yesterday was a total fucking drain. by midnight i was just about comatose. so much to get to...
mom and i went to a home improvement store to look for some moving stuff; boxes, bubble wrap, etc. plus, she wanted to get some paint chips to get some ideas of what color she wants the foyer at the new house to be. while we were walking around, a guy asked us if we wanted a kid. he pointed to what i guess was his son, saying he was needy. i said no and laughed. i then turned to my mom and said how much you wanna bet that in 15 years that kid is murdering his father.
after that we went to lunch. we were seated close to a large group of people, i'm assuming a family. i have a habit of listening to all conversations while i'm in a public place. if you ever want to know how i come up with 60% of my poetry, you now know. it was a good lunch.
after that, it was to the grocery store. you would think the world was coming to an end. the store was fucking packed. we were in there for 2 fucking hours. we got everything we needed though, although somehow the bread my mom had in the cart never got rung up and didn't make it home with us. i guess the people behind us got it. we got back home and the groceries put away before missing too much of the football games.
both playoff games were good last night. i picked both correctly, which i'm a little shocked at. hopefully the games today are good as well.
the Dayton Flyers came out flat as hell last night. of course, given the traveling problems they had and the obvious tired legs, i gave them the benefit of the doubt. the game was tied at halftime. well, i don't know what they did at halftime, but it worked. Dayton beat the shit out of Fordham in the second half. it was like they couldn't miss. 25-25 at halftime turned into Dayton winning 76-58. here are some highlights from the game:
the New York Rangers finished off their California sweep with a 3-1 win over San Jose last night. they are simply on fucking fire right now. i'm a little amazed that only Rick Nash got selected to the All-Star game. i was hoping for more players since i will be at the game for the first time in my life. oh well. here are the highlights from the game:
i was completely in and out of Ring of Honor last night. i was so fucking tired. i'm going to try to catch some of what i missed later today. of course, that all depends if Manchester United takes care of business early.
Manchester United faces Southampton today. they are finally getting healthy, so i'm a little interested to see what the team looks like today. hopefully, it's a team that has full intentions of getting all three points.
other than the other two NFL playoff games today, all the Sunday night shows start back up. Girls, Togetherness (new show that i hope i like), Shameless, House of Lies, Episodes, and Total Divas. plus, the Golden Globes are on tonight. yet another night where i could use the DVR.
i still owe myself a victory beer from last night. so, i will definitely make use of that today. i have to get out to feed the cats before the weather turns to shit today. plus, i'm going to get the trash picked up but i'm not going to bother putting it out. with another storm coming, it will just end up all over the fucking place. this will become much easier at the new house when it's just a driveway and not a quarter mile lane to drive down.
that's all for me today. i hope everyone had a wonderful Sunday. make sure the girl you picked up last night is still alive and buy her breakfast you cheap fuck. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Grouplove - Let Me In
John Prine - Jesus the Missing Years (Live)
Broken Bells - Holding on for Life
Blackberry Smoke - Ain't Much Left of Me (Acoustic)
"I wanted an electric train for Christmas but I got the saxophone instead." - Clarence Clemons
i decided to write this early today as i have a ton of shit to do today. first off, i really need to clean off the sidewalks, etc as we have to go grocery shopping today as there is a big fucking ice storm coming. second, i have to get on dead cat patrol here soon as i go out to feed them. it got down to about -20 with the windchill last night. the smell of death is at the point in the house where i'd actually rather be outside at the moment. also, i think mom wants to go shopping for shit we'll need at the new house as she is hell bent on getting there as soon as possible. needless to say, i'm preparing to be in pain by the time i get back home in the afternoon.
i really just bounced around the channels last night; a little college hockey, a little pro wrestling, a little basketball, and then i watched Treehouse Masters. i so wish i had some fuck you money where i could build a fucking treehouse like the one last night. a window wall that turns into an awning. copper roof. floating bed. 150 foot bridge to it. i guess i should start lining the poetry books with cocaine. that might do it.
after the running around today, i'm planning on enjoying some time in my chair. there are 2 NFL playoff games that i plan on watching today. also, the Dayton Flyers play at Fordham tonight. they are favored to win that game as well. if they do, i believe that would be 6 straight wins. also tonight, the New York Rangers play at San Jose. i would love for them to finish off the California portion of their road trip with a sweep of the teams. that would be awesome. hopefully i will be enjoying a couple of victory beers when i'm watching a new episode of ROH late tonight.
i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow as Manchester United plays late in the morning. so it might be one of those as soon as i wake up blogs. good times. but i do know i have a busy ass Sunday ahead as well, between sports, shows, Golden Globes, trash day, approaching storm, etc. etc. i suppose the assholes are correct; there is no rest for the wicked.
that's all for me today. i hope everyone has a great start to their weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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:
Dinosaur Jr. - Feel the Pain
Saliva - Click Click Boom
Ned's Atomic Dustbin - Grey Cell Green
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
AFI - Silver and Cold
"Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it." - Robinson Jeffers
the beauty of my mother's hearing going is her sense of smell is through the fucking roof now. so, we had the heating and air guy out today because both of us thought the smell of death in the house was coming from the furnace. the guy looked and looked and found nothing more than some debris. we concluded that something must have died in the walls of the old bathroom. well, at least we got the furnace cleaned. the smell doesn't really bother me as i have lived out here for 17 years and understand that death is part of the process. mom, on the other hand, is on the verge of puking anytime she smells it. the kicker in all of this is her bedroom is right next to the old bathroom. at least i believe i have convinced her we're not tearing down walls to go find something. hopefully.
last night was a pretty damn good one for me. The Big Bang Theory was pretty fucking funny. i got to see all of it because the Dayton Flyers have finally shred their mentality of playing down to their competition. of course, it also helps when you make 14 three pointers and use a junk defense with speed to confuse a 7 footer who should dominate a group of 6 scholarship players no taller than 6'6". hats off to Bobby Wehrli for his 9 points last night. not bad for a walk on pressed into playing close to 20 minutes every night. here are some highlights from the 78-61 win:
after that game, i enjoyed a victory beer and settled in for the New York Rangers game. when the Kings scored 2 quick goals in the first period i started having flashbacks to the playoffs. thankfully, these Rangers didn't do the same. they scored the next 4 goals and eventually held on for a 4-3 win. here are some highlights from the game:
that victory beer hit the spot a little too well. i had to piss around 3 in the morning. thankfully, i was able to fall back asleep afterwards. almost got 5 hours of sleep total. still, not nearly enough.
the weather here is in the process of going back into the deep freeze. we hit our high today of 22 around midnight. it's currently 8 degrees. i guess it's another night of well below zero again.
i don't have anything i'm planning on watching tonight. i'll probably bounce between some college hockey games and Treehouse Masters later tonight. i do know that i'm planning on taking a nice long shower after dinner. hopefully some hot water will do something for these old bones.
let's start the weekend with some humor. i watched this today and laughed my ass off. i hope you enjoy:
i hope everyone has a great weekend. hopefully it will be full of sunshine and warmer temperatures than here. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes 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...
REMINDER: if you'd like to be so kind and get me something for my birthday (January 21st), please feel free to get me ANYTHING from my Amazon.com Wish List. you can find a direct link to it on the right hand side of this blog. THANKS.
music:
The New Basement Tapes - Down On the Bottom
Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire
Los Lonely Boys - 16 Monkeys
Joe Bonamassa - Driving Towards the Daylight
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
"Nothing is stranger to man than his own image." - Karel Capek
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