probably my favorite Sunday of the year...

this is the day where the child in me gets to really have some fun. i have been a wrestling fan since i was a little kid. and by little, i mean like from the age of 2. so today is WrestleMania 34. i have seen every single one of these. if all the matches go the way i think they could tonight, this might be one of the best ones ever.

and before i get into just how fucking brilliant NXT Takeover New Orleans was last night...

here is your poetry for this day of National Poetry Month:

NXT blew my damn mind last night. every single match told an incredible story and the wrestling was fucking insane. from one of the best ladder matches i have ever seen to the end of the incredible feud between Gargano and Ciampa.

Saturday Night Live was really good last night.

ROH was excellent last night.

the New York Rangers talked before the game yesterday like they had something to play for. and then they went out and had one of their most listless performances of this listless season. they lost to Philadelphia 5-0. i hoped that the coach would have been fired right after the game. 5 hours later, the GM finally did what had to be done. thank god this nightmare of a season is over.

the New York Yankees won 8-3 yesterday over Baltimore. they will go for the series split this afternoon.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of Our Cartoon President, Homeland, Billions, Here and Now, Silicon Valley, Barry and Last Week Tonight.

i will be watching WrestleMania for just about the whole damn day. the pre-show starts at 5 and the main show starts at 7 and i wouldn't be surprised if the whole thing isn't over until midnight.

i suppose before that comes on i'll watch a little of the Yankees game and maybe some golf as well.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.

cuando los sueños se hacen realidad

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:

Lucero - I Woke Up In New Orleans
John Prine - Some Humans Ain't Human
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy

"We derive our vitality from our store of madness." - Emile M. Cioran

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