at least the weekend looks sunny

i think i royally pissed off the squirrels by moving all the bird feeders. mom laughed with glee when one of them went up to the hot pepper suet and started to nibble. they HATE that shit. that certainly put a smile on my face.

it was actually nice enough this afternoon that i finally got around to putting out the Spring lawn art. if you ever see this place, it's like a house of whimsy and apathy rolled into a cul-de-sac. i'm sure the neighbors hate it. good.

NJPW was amazing last night. the match between Kyle O'Reilly and Kushida was a 30 minute instant classic. awesome, awesome, fucking awesome.

VICE last night was very good. i made mom watch it this morning. i like to think of that as doing my part by educating the elders. i absolutely hate fucking ignorance and will not tolerate anyone around me not having the basic understanding of the important shit, like all the shit they won't tell you on the evening news.

unfortunately, i did watch the USA get embarrassed by Guatemala last night, 2-0. of course, if you're going to play 6 out of the starting 11 out of position, you should fucking lose.
i believe this picture says it all:

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

my sister made it down here this afternoon. i figure since she's here, we'll be having her favorite pizza tonight. mom started cleaning this morning and asked me to vacuum the house. i laughed, figured we had to get the place ready for the princess.

the New York Rangers play at Montreal tonight. hopefully they fucking destroy them.

i will probably watch the Elite 8 tonight as well. i still have 3 of my final 4 teams alive in the tournament.

my back is killing me today. i believe i will be in the massage chair with some ice for the rest of today. good times.

that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

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:

The Allman Brothers Band - Whipping Post
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
Lucero - I Woke Up In New Orleans

"Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things." - Robert Frost

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: