nothing like 3 hours of sleep

i couldn't fall asleep for anything last night. masturbation didn't help. alcohol didn't help. boring ass infomercials didn't help either. i guess between the hurricane coverage and exhaustion, my body finally tapped out. for a whole 3 fucking hours. fuck me.

the New York Yankees left a small village on base last night (they left the bases loaded 3 different times) and eventually lost to Seattle, 2-1 in 11 innings. so much for the fight bringing them together. hopefully they actually get some hits this afternoon and win. they pissed away a chance to gain ground on Boston last night.

VICE was excellent last night. the situation in Venezuela is fucking horrible.

NJPW was great last night. Kenny Omega is another wrestler i could watch forever and never get bored.

Treehouse Masters was good last night.

Room 104 was great last night. being a writer and sometimes wishing i was adopted, i totally understood the episode.

Whitney: Can I Be Me was pretty damn sad last night. it was pretty obvious that eventually she wasn't doing the drugs, the drugs were doing her. such a talent gone way too fucking soon.

Real Time with Bill Maher was pretty fucking funny last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH and Jackie.

i guess there's some big fight in Las Vegas tonight. i really couldn't give two shits about it.

Manchester United plays Leicester City this afternoon. hopefully they can continue their great start to the season.

i'm not sure if the New Orleans Saints game is going to happen tonight or not. if they do play, they are playing against the Texans.

i am planning on making a trip to Menards today. a few odds and ends for the house and the birds, plus it's the last day of their 11% rebate on everything sale.

i suppose i should try to sneak in a nap before i make that drive.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. i hope the floods in Texas aren't as bad as feared.

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 Band of Heathens - Hurricane
Vic Chesnutt - Gravity Of The Situation
Slayer - Raining Blood

"Peace begins with a smile." - Mother Teresa

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