busier than 9 cats covering up shit in a windstorm part whatever

so when the grocery store called this afternoon to tell us our prescriptions were ready, mom warned me. one of her pills has a comma in the price, so be prepared. ok, great. i got to the store and gave the woman the info. i had 5 things coming, mom had 6. oh joy. the woman looked at the prices for the drugs for my mom and was like sir, do you know how much these cost? i laughed and said yes, i came prepared. i broke out my credit card with the highest limit and when it was all said and done, the total was just under $2,000. nothing like walking out of a pharmacy with 2 grocery bags of drugs. so, tomorrow morning i get to wake up, piss and then go check my blood sugar. good times.

i completely forgot that Gotham was coming back on last night. thankfully, i was able to watch it this morning online. it was excellent as usual.

i'm all in on The Young Pope. the second episode last night was great. i love the subtle humor and just how bizarre or surreal all of it can be at times. plus, the storyline of a vicious pope who is pissed because he was an orphan and now wants to take it out on the people is excellent.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i'm thrilled that Kurt Angle is going in the Hall of Fame. plus, this year's Royal Rumble looks like it could be an instant classic.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown and Taboo. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Dallas. hopefully they can get a damn win tonight.

i've been doing my laundry today on top of everything else. i still haven't even read the damn paper or picked up the trash here yet. now you know why the title of this post is what it is.

i did listen to the latest Jim Norton and Sam Roberts Podcast today. it was hilarious. you can find it by going here: https://soundcloud.com/jimandsamshow/ep-009-jims-weekend-d-bags-sexy-voice

i think tomorrow might be the day i decide to torture myself and go get my driver's license renewed. who knows, i might have something interesting to talk about after that. or at least write about.

that's all for me kids. i have shit to do, clothes to fold, trash to collect...

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:

Bell X1 - Velcro
Empire of the Sun - Alive
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
Elvis Costello - Alison

"It isn't the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it's the pebble in your shoe." - Muhammad Ali

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