the horror of the Sunday paper

i know when i hear my mother tell me she's gone though the Sunday paper, if there was something she saw that she wants, and if the weather on Monday is nice, she will want to go shopping. sure enough, today was sunny and in the 50's.

at least we found most of what she was shopping for. plus, i think i have a new favorite at the bank i go to. and i was able to get gas before the fucking snow comes tomorrow night.

i believe i got 7 of the Sweet Sixteen correct this year in the NCAA tournament. given how fucking crazy this tournament has been, that's not too bad. of course 75 % of the Final Four i picked is already gone. oh well.

Our Cartoon President was fucking hilarious last night.

Here and Now was really good last night.

Homeland was very good last night.

the season finale of The Chi was excellent last night. it certainly did set up season 2 rather nicely as well.

Last Week Tonight was fucking hilarious as usual last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Voice and Arthur Miller: Writer. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

much like what has happened for most of my life, i tried to do something good today and it completely fucking backfired. i took some spray paint to make the numbers on our mailbox be a little more clear as they were starting to fade. so, right as i began to spray, a gust of wind came along and fucked everything up. i tried to wipe the paint up, which only made shit worse. so, now i've been trying to "fix" it and finally just decided to call it fucking art. i figure next time i'm out i'll be looking for some stickers or something better than paint or markers.

hard to believe tomorrow is the first day of Spring and they are talking about accumulating snow. at least mom doesn't start back to physical therapy until Thursday. hopefully by then some of it will have melted.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

de vuelta a la rutina chicos y chicas

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:

Chris Isaak - Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing (Live)
The White Stripes - Jolene (Live)
Lucinda Williams - Change the Locks (Live)
Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy

"A writer has to be driven crazy to help him see. A writer needs his poisons." - Philip Roth

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