4 inches of rain and counting...

i have been in pain all day long. the rain started this morning and hasn't stopped. the field behind our house is starting to have spots where the water is standing. i know a couple of hours ago we were at 4 inches so far. i have no clue when the rain is going to stop.

since the rain was so bad it knocked out the satellite feed this morning for a few minutes, i decided to start writing. i wrote one poem last night and ended up writing 4 more this morning. i typed up all 5 this afternoon. i think a couple of them are really fucking good.

the New York Yankees pissed away a 5-1 lead last night to lose 10-5. fuck me. they start a series tonight at home against Texas.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

i absolutely loved what the Sacramento Kings did last night in the NBA draft. and i haven't been able to say that for years. to come out of the draft with 4 solid players that really can add so damn much to the franchise was well beyond my wildest dreams.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW and Real Time with Bill Maher.

i wasn't planning on paying much attention to the NHL draft tonight and then the New York Rangers traded their backup goalie and their top center to Arizona for a defenseman and the #7 pick in the first round tonight. so, i guess i will be paying attention to the first round for sure. the Rangers have 2 picks in the first round and i get the feeling they aren't done wheeling and dealing just yet.

i'm trying to write this while doing mom's laundry. nothing quite like trying to figure out what to type while folding underwear.

i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know i have some shit to return that mom doesn't want now. i was going to do that today but decided not to once the fucking monsoon hit. and since the Confederations Cup games start at 11 in the morning here, i suppose i will try to be on here in the morning, maybe right after the morning shit.

now there's a visual to leave you on.

i hope everyone has a great Friday night. hopefully it's not raining wherever you are.

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:

Radiohead - Lift
Ray Wylie Hubbard w/Lucinda Williams & Eric Chruch - Tell the Devil I'm Getting There as Fast as I Can
DJ Shadow w/Nas - Systematic
Artists for Grenfell - Bridge Over Troubled Water

"Every dog has his day, unless he loses his tail, then he has a weak-end." - June Carter Cash

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