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
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