well, i still get proud at clogging a toilet

there are days where i just feel beaten. sort of what i always felt like Kerouac was getting at with the Beat generation. i have plenty of moments where i feel defeated and truly question what the fuck am i doing? but, i still feel proud that i can take a shit large enough to clog a toilet. part of me knows i shouldn't, but that's probably why i do. i have never been like everyone else, why the fuck am i going to start at 40? let's just say, the poems should be interesting for the next few weeks.

the New York Yankees lost again yesterday, 5-2. this is the first time since 1995 they are below .500 after the All Star break. if they can't figure out they need to be sellers at the trade deadline, they are truly fucking clueless. the manager said tonight is a MUST WIN game. i won't be shocked when they lose.

ROH was excellent last night. the match between Roderick Strong and Dalton Castle was excellent. next week's episode should be great.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Power, The Night Of, Ballers, Vice Principals, Roadies and Ray Donovan.

my sister sent me the pics she took up in Cleveland. here's a few of them:

the guy who mows our grass got the toilet unclogged. that certainly saved some money.

i guess i should feed the birds before it storms tonight. i'm certainly not looking forward to a night of constant wind and rain. this could be the night i just drink myself into oblivion.

i hope everyone has a great Sunday. at the very least, i hope it's better than your Saturday was.

i would love to be naive enough to think i could write the words PLEASE STOP KILLING EACH OTHER  and it would make a difference. imagine what this country could have been like if we actually had a honest talk about race after the Civil War. just imagine if we actually would have evolved to be at the point in 2016 that we recognize everyone as a human worth respecting. but, enough people make enough money off of hate, that i can't see anything changing anytime soon. i would love to go one day without seeing that an innocent black male was killed or any cops were killed in response. just one fucking day. and when that becomes too much to ask for, you can imagine what we're degenerating into.

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 Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
The Black Keys - The Flame
Mazzy Star - Fade Into You
Gary Jules - Mad World

"It doesn't matter who you vote for. It's still the same billionaires that run the world." - Geezer Butler

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