any sports fan can tell you any great moment they can remember from a Game 7. but, a Game 7 at Madison Square Garden, means just a little more. so, tonight, my mind will be completely on this:
the dead dad poems came to me last night. i wrote 3 of them so far. i haven't typed them up. i want to wait to do that so i'm not typing or editing with any emotion involved. that will be tough given what's in the poems.
mom decided she wanted to go to the grocery store today. of course, she wasn't feeling well, so she wanted to go to the one in town. this place is about as dead as you can imagine a local grocery store to be on a Wednesday at 2 PM. i don't think i'll get any poems out of that trip. though, the woman in the next checkout lane that forgot her money may prove me wrong.
the New York Yankees got decent pitching last night but the offense pissed away too many chances in a 4-2 loss. they play again tonight down in that dump in Tampa.
The Voice went as i expected last night. as much as i like India, she should have been gone 3 weeks ago. out of the final 4, i'm rooting for Meghan but i do think Sawyer will win.
the season finale of Undateable was good. the show is just snarky enough that it truly makes me laugh.
i caught up on Deadliest Catch this morning. i can't believe that some of the boats actually fished during that typhoon. that's fucking nuts.
here's some late night laughs for you:
tonight on the DVR will be Lucha Underground. at some point i will flip over to the WWE Network to watch NXT.
the winner of Game 7 tonight plays Tampa. the Rangers didn't do good against Tampa this season and have never beaten their goalie. i'm doing my best to keep that shit out of my mind while i'm watching tonight. if the Rangers win, i'll be fucking pumped beyond belief. if they lose, this house will be like a damn morgue.
today's a good day for this:
not sure when i will be on here tomorrow. all depends on how high or low i get with tonight's game. plus, i'll probably be typing up some poems as well.
hope this finds everyone with a pulse.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, lover letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Laura Welsh - Break the Fall
Samo Sound Boy - Baby Don't Stop
Kendrick Lamar - King Kunta
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath
"Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die." - Joe Louis
and your pro wrestling video of the day:
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