so i wake up right as we get ready to kiss

my dreams anymore are simply my subconscious simply fucking with me. i'm getting ready to kiss the woman i saw in the grocery store last week and suddenly i'm awake and have to piss. and people wonder why i want to start using drugs again...

the New York Yankees tried their best to piss away last night's game against the White Sox, but thankfully they held on to win 6-5. hopefully they can make it two in a row tonight.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good again last night. i certainly love the push they are giving Samoa Joe. and the women's gauntlet match to end the show was very good.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Deadliest Catch and The Jim Jefferies Show. i'll watch 205 Live on WWE Network sometime tonight.

mom has her first outpatient physical therapy session today. this one is supposed to be a long one since she has questions to answer, paperwork to fill out, etc. i'm planning on bringing along a pen and a little notebook. i usually can bust out 10 or so short poems if everything works out well. i'm going to try to make sure i'm facing a window, just in case.

depending on my laziness, i do have to do the trash here at some point today. i'm guessing there will be plenty of trash next door given that my aunt is now back home with in home care 24/7. i figure i will probably do it all after we get back home. of course, mom was saying something about stopping at the grocery store to pick up some prescriptions, so god knows when we'll actually get back home.

i was up early this morning writing checks. hopefully, i'm up early tomorrow morning deciding where my next round of poetry submissions are going to go. if i do write some good poems later today, i'm guessing that my next submissions are going to be a large one. somewhere around the 20 to 30 poems range.

i need to get going. i have a gnarly ass goatee to clean up and a morning paper to read. i hope this finds everyone generally well or fucking drunk.

be well. be creative. be good. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Japanese Breakfast - Machinist
Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit - Cumberland Gap
John Prine - Some Humans Ain't Human
Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye

"Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you." - Frank O'Hara

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