the joys of a headache while living on a toilet

as the title implies, today has been one of those days where the 8 year old me was absolutely correct. choose death.

for National Poetry Month, i give you:

i think i have had a headache since last night. alcohol didn't help. sleep didn't help. hell, a shower and clean clothes didn't help either. good times.

i really enjoyed Saturday Night Live last night. seeing all those old Prince performances and the skits was great. having Jimmy Fallon host it was good as well. you could tell just how much Prince meant to Jimmy.

ROH was excellent last night.

i was blown away by Lemonade last night. Beyonce really showed me something last night, in more ways than one. first, loved the concept. second, i was so happy she used poetry in the production, even better she used the poems from someone who isn't a household name. for that, i will always have something positive to say about Beyonce. thirdly, the celebrity cameos were great and including the mothers of the black men killed by police officers was certainly a poignant part. and quite frankly, i enjoy anything that makes white people uncomfortable. lastly, the music was great. and it was a little of everything; rock, r&b, hip hop... was a great listen. i highly encourage everyone to check it out.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be House of Lies, Last Week Tonight and the return of Veep and Silicon Valley.

the New York Yankees played like shit today. i turned the game off when they were down 2-0 ten pitches into the game. they ended up losing 8-1. that wraps up a lousy home stand. they now go on the road. i doubt it gets much better, especially now that the injuries are already popping up. so much for that winning streak.

mom made it up to Columbus. she hates her rental car. she wanted a mid-size SUV and the place told her that wouldn't be a problem. instead she gets a Chevy Tahoe, which is probably the biggest vehicle she has ever driven. she's supposed to be back by tomorrow afternoon. hopefully she gets back here before the rain hits.

i think i will have a writing session tonight if all goes as planned. one of those that lasts until 3 or 4 in the morning. i haven't had one of those in a few months.

i hope your Saturday was great. i hope your Sunday is even better.

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:

Deana Carter - Strawberry Wine
Paul Thorn - Old Stray Dogs and Jesus
Tom Waits - House Where Nobody Lives
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
Brad Paisley - I'm Still a Guy

"Ideas are easy. It's the execution of ideas that really separates the sheep from the goats." - Sue Grafton

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