one step back into the late 20th century

i now have a phone in my room again. i enjoyed those few months where i had no inclination who was calling or any desire to pick it up. now, there's a phone by my bed. all that truly means is the likelihood of phone sex has gone way up. anything other than that, not really.

just had some kids come to the door trying to sell me food. now i remember why i hate living next to people. one of the good things about being poor, no money to buy shit like that.

Big Brother went sort of how i expected last night. Meg got evicted. the house guests were shocked by the double eviction. i was sad to see James get evicted next as he was one of the only reasons to still watch. Steve won the latest HOH and all that means is Vanessa is sitting pretty until the final 3 most likely. these dumb fucks will realize soon that they should have got her out about a month ago.

Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll was excellent last night. so was Married.

i did flip between some college football games last night. it's always good to see that shit school from up north lose. i was doing that while trying to figure out what to write in a card to one of my aunts suffering from cancer. that evil fucking disease. i was a little surprised with what i came up with, given that this aunt is on my father's side. but, i'm too old to hold them accountable for my father's mistakes. besides, i have no clue if she'll still be alive when the card arrives. so if anyone wonders why on any given day this blog could become one long depressing post about death, i am absolutely surrounded by it at the moment. my uncle needs gall bladder surgery and is ever increasingly depressed that he's 80 and can't do what he used to be able to do. maybe the unrealistic gene skipped me. or maybe that's why i picked writing as my "job". i'm pretty sure i'll do this until i die or until the words run out.

speaking of that, it's Flashback Friday time. first up today is my poem "at the community picnic". this poem was published in 2010 at Opium Poetry 2.0. you can find the poem by going here: http://opiumpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-community-picnic.html

the next poem is "a purple sky of tomorrow". this poem was published in 2013 at The Camel Saloon and comes from my endless amount of love poems for all the women that never gave me the time of day. you can find the poem by going here:
http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2013/05/a-purple-sky-of-tomorrow.html

ok kids, time for some music:

those last 4 videos are all bands from the local scene around here.

now, some of this and that:

tonight on the DVR will be NJPW.

the New York Yankees take on Tampa tonight from Yankee Stadium. at the same time, team USA will be taking on Peru in an international soccer friendly. i might have to do a little picture in picture action tonight. hopefully i'll be enjoying two victory beers later tonight.

my sister is coming down tonight for this weekend is her 20 year high school reunion. and since she was a class officer, she has to participate in the festivities. not sure if that is better than not even getting invited like what happened to me at my high school reunions. i guess we're going to celebrate her birthday this holiday weekend. it's really on the 8th but i think she has to work. so, i'm hoping it's a good weekend. other than it being hotter than hell and the threat of a popup storm every other hour, it shouldn't be too bad.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i do hope everyone has a great weekend. if you are in the USA, enjoy the holiday weekend. if you are somewhere else in the world, invent your own holiday weekend and get to drinking.

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:

Twin Shadow - Night Rally Mixtape

"I've never seen a monument erected to a pessimist." - Paul Harvey

and your pro wrestling video of the day: