frustration

i was up at 7 this morning, just like i wanted to be. so far, that was the end of things going the way i wanted. Manchester United dropped 2 points today, partly from a lack of execution and partly because of a blind linesman. they drew with Newcastle 0-0. not exactly the way i wanted to start my weekend. hopefully this shows the higher ups they absolutely need to go buy another striker.

the New York Yankees played like absolute shit last night, losing to Cleveland 7-3. for some fucking reason, this is the year the Yankees play down to their competition. today is the day they retire Jorge Posada's number 20. maybe a little nostalgia will get them a fucking win. the lead in the division is down to 1/2 game once again.

NJPW was excellent last night. both matches were top notch. Treehouse Masters was good last night. i don't know if they know how funny it is when they mention the sponsors. it's so over the top that some people might think they are making fun of them. at least that's how i'm taking it.

a little music:

now a little art, some humor, some food, etc:

the rest of my day is going to be spent watching some sports, putting away groceries, probably helping mom around the house and then settling down to watch NXT Takeover:Brooklyn. i have some high hopes for that show.

and then tomorrow it will basically be rinse and repeat as the Yankees retire Andy Pettitte's number 46 Sunday afternoon and SummerSlam will be Sunday night.

this blog would have been much more entertaining if a certain blind fuck on the sideline in Manchester this morning would have had some fucking clue what offside is.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone enjoys their Saturday. unless the Yankees start to win, my day is basically already gone to shit. good times.

tip your waitress. try the veal. buy an expensive bottle of wine and enjoy every last drop. in one sitting. embrace death as anyone should approach the final chapter of any book. maybe there's a sex scene at the end.

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 - Addicted to Love
John Prine - Some Humans Ain't Human
The National - Fake Empire
Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska
Tori Amos - Winter (Live)

"Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes." - Tori Amos

and your pro wrestling video of the day: