the dog days are... just beginning

i hate to inform Florence and her machine, but the fucking dog days aren't over. they are sadly just beginning. today was one of those where the highlight of my day was when i shit out something that looked like a frown. i told my mother to take a picture (sadly, she didn't). i thought it would make the perfect cover for my autobiography, ... And You Think You Had A Shitty Life. oh well, i'm sure there will be more.

the New York Yankees somehow have managed to blow a 7 game lead in the division in a mere 15 days. they lost again last night 2-1. Toronto has already won today, so the Yankees have to win tonight to stay 1/2 game behind in the division. they have called up one of their untouchable prospects and are starting him tonight. hopefully, Greg Bird gives these old fucks a shot of energy they desperately need.

Big Brother was good last night. sadly, Becky has no clue that her plan is 99.9% not going to happen. of course, the house guests will regret this if Vanessa is somehow still in the house after the double eviction. i'll have to follow tonight's episode online as there is a preseason NFL game on tonight. and i really have no interest of watching Big Brother at 3 in the morning. so the DVR will be taking care of that for me.

NXT was pretty good last night. Bayley and Becky Lynch put on a very good match. plus, you can never go wrong with some Kevin Owens and Samoa Joe. i'm really looking forward to Takeover: Brooklyn.

i didn't watch much of ROH last night. i was more or less just taking out my Yankee frustrations on the internet. mostly games of chess and spider solitaire while drinking Jager mix drinks. i guess that's why i slept last night.

enjoy some music kids:

now laugh motherfucker:

i got a couple of amazing EP's today. one for FREE from NoiseTrade and one i actually paid for, mostly because i believe that FKA twigs is my creative soul mate. if you don't agree, check this out:

i have really no interest in watching preseason NFL games, so on the DVR tonight will be Lip Sync Battle, Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll and Married. and i really would like to be drinking a victory beer while i'm watching those shows.

a big thank you to the postal service today for putting the packages right in front of the door so if i opened it from the inside i would have knocked some fragile shit down on the ground. i know you don't have to be a fucking genius to work there (my father being the perfect example), but if you moved them 5 inches to the left, they would be out of the way and in the fucking shade. oh what a fucking concept.

i will be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays at Aston Villa. hopefully, i will be drinking while i'm writing this tomorrow.

that's all for me today. hopefully you are dealing with the dog days in a more productive way than i am. but if you're not, who gives a shit. if this is a race, we have already lost. might as well enjoy the struggle to the finish.

so on that uplifting note, go get drunk kids.

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:

FKA twigs - M3LL155X
The Lighthouse and the Whaler - Brothers Sampler

"For me, the cinema is not a slice of life, but a piece of cake." - Alfred Hitchcock

and your pro wrestling video of the day: