just another sunny day spent dreaming about the end of the world

that subject title implies that i'm a negative person. it's only mostly true. i believe this is what happens to humans when their childhoods get stolen from them. the instinct to survive takes over way too early. shit like plan for the best prepare for the worst gets drilled into your brain. i find myself at times just laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling. i'm 40 years old, single with no kids, living with my mother. that's the most depressing manifest destiny i can think of. it's hard enough to keep going when you're 93% sure the woman you were meant to be with either was aborted or died in a car accident. i don't exactly enjoy being a lost soul, but it tends to make wonderful poetry at times. and those of you who have religion on the tip of your tongues while reading this, keep in mind i spent most of that stolen childhood in the church. never expose the hypocrisy of Christians to a young genius who can figure out a scam when he sees one. i was baptized on April Fool's Day. that's poetry in itself. i've read the New Testament and actually believe in it. i know WAY too many Christians that don't. perhaps that's why the world fucking sucks.

my dreams have been extremely mundane here lately. it's mostly just me walking. barren lands and shadowy faces. i wake up and can tell i've spent the entire night tossing and turning. i might sleep for 5 hours, but i doubt i'm really getting any rest. and these are the moments where i think of Dylan Thomas and smile. someone gets that reference and understands. the rest of you should do a Google search.

as you might imagine, i'm on the verge of another poetical flood. i think i might have a good 10 or so swimming in my mind. i figure they'll start to come when i'm taking a shower or a shit.

the Sunday night shows were really good last night. Big Brother is getting somewhat interesting now, mostly because the dumb asses are finally figuring out who is actually running the house.

Power was spectacular last night. it's getting really interesting now. Ballers was hilarious. Vice Principals took me back to rivalry week in high school. oh the memories. Ray Donovan was good. Roadies was excellent. i believe i have a new celebrity crush, hello Halsey. The Night Of took a few more twists and turns. such a great show. and Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw and then Dean Ambrose on the Stone Cold Podcast on WWE Network afterwards.

i may check out the USA men's basketball game later today. i believe they play Venezuela.

i did listen to the latest Sam & Cathy podcast late last night. i highly recommend it. you can check it out by going here: https://soundcloud.com/samrobertsshow/sam-cathy-022-food-for-thought

i got some great FREE music on NoiseTrade today. i'll post the link below in the music section.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. we're supposed to get another heat wave coming through here starting tomorrow. 5 fucking days of the chance for pop up storms and highs near 90+. good times.

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:

Korynn O'Connell - Coast to Coast - Single
Jimmy Eat World - The Middle
Trampled By Turtles - Alone

"The two basic items necessary to sustain life are sunshine and coconut milk." - Dustin Hoffman

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