the summertime blues

i woke up this morning on my stomach. that means i was pretty much tossing and turning all night long. as soon as i sat up, i could feel my back was fucking pissed at all the tossing and turning. so, that pretty much has been my day. walking around like i'm in my 80's. these are the days where i wonder about the 8 year old me and his soothsayer like wisdom. i can still picture that tree in the backyard i grew up in. and right over there is the ladder and quite frankly, we're going to need much more rope for my fat ass these days. who knew one would have to lose weight to at least make a suicide possible. ah, memories.

the sun has been out most of the day and the humidity has been pleasant. so, of course i have spent all day inside searching for new music on NoiseTrade. you'll see the links to the 3 GREAT artists i found below in the music section.

i didn't watch much of the All-Star game last night. i am happy that the AL won. maybe if the Yankees can get hot in the second half, they will have home field advantage for the World Series at least. i was surprised that Pete Rose didn't get a longer ovation. maybe everyone is just fucking tired of it all by now. i know i am.

the shows last night went from pretty good to why the fuck am i watching this. more on all of this after a quick break:

WWE Tough Enough was mostly boring as hell last night. the after show on the WWE Network was much better. i figure who ever wins the show will never make it in the business. there are a few that might, as long as they don't win it all. that's the kiss of death. Deadliest Catch was excellent last night. Total Divas was ok. i'm more interested in the behind the scenes shit about Wrestlemania. Tyrant was great last night. the ending had a nice twist to it, which should really propel the show forward.

there was plenty of funny shit on last night. have a few laughs:

before i get to rambling about the pro wrestling i will be watching tonight, enjoy a little culture:

i pretty much know what is going to happen on Big Brother tonight. so, instead of watching that, i'll be watching NXT on the WWE Network. that has all the makings of being a great show. on the DVR will be ROH and Lucha Underground. all that should keep me pretty busy for most of the evening.

tomorrow i'm hoping to go to the bank and the post office. got some poems i need to mail out. that means i'll spend most of the morning sending poems out via email. hopefully my arthritis isn't too fucking bad tomorrow. i get the feeling there's only a certain number of times in my life i can find the pleasure in the pain. and i'm starting to believe i have less than a handful of times left. good times.

hope everyone is doing good. i'm swimming upstream in a river of loneliness and the water happens to taste like shit at the moment. enjoy that visual and have a great day.

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:

Ben Rogers - The Bloodred Yonder
Angelo Lovato - Angelo Lovato
Noah Smith - Live at The Southgate House Revival

"I wouldn't change a thing - except my bank balance." - Johnny Thunders

and your pro wrestling video of the day: