independence, what is that again?...

i suppose i never fully bought in to the meaning of any holiday in this country as a child. the Fourth of July was always just fireworks, hot dogs, dysfunction and people bitching about politics over alcohol. i don't think it was ever about freedom once in my lifetime. i always think of the George Carlin line, freedom is the illusion of choice, or something like that. it's mainly a day to sit around, bitch about the heat, drink too much, and then laugh at the animals as the fireworks scare the shit out of them tonight. when i lived out on the farm i would usually have 2 or 3 cats come up missing after the 4th. the fireworks would chase them right into the waiting mouths of the coyotes. the cycle of life i suppose.

so today is basically a hot dog eating contest, some baseball, and then catching up on some sleep. i do plan on doing some poetry work today. i have a few new places in mind to send to. that will let me know if what i'm writing now is actually any good or not.

i did write 1 poem last night. i tried to be a good boy and go to sleep at a decent hour. i spent the first 30 minutes tossing and turning because i had a line pop into my head. 2 1/2 hours later, i had a really, really good poem. i will hopefully find a potential home for that later today.

the New York Yankees won last night over Atlanta, 8-5. they will go for the series win this afternoon.

Deadliest Catch was really interesting last night. the whole episode was about the Bering Sea Triangle. fascinating shit.

Smackdown was really good last night.

205 Live was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother and Lucha Underground. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i imagine at some point tonight i'll probably watch some fireworks. our little town doesn't do any on the 4th. they do their fireworks when the community picnic happens, whenever the fuck that is. i've lived in this area since 1997 and i'm still plotting my exit.

not exactly sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know the guy that's measuring the windows will be here at noon. and i will probably have to go to the grocery store to pick up a new prescription for me. so, perhaps in the early evening hours. maybe in the morning if a wild hair gets up my ass.

i hope everyone has a safe and fun Fourth of July. comfort your pets and take it easy on the drinking in these hot ass temperatures. and then take it easy again.

es gracioso, huimos de reyes y reinas solo buscando llegar a ser como ellos.

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:

Bruce Springsteen - Born in the U.S.A.
Shooter Jennings w/George Jones - 4th Of July
Simon & Garfunkel - America
David Bowie - I'm Afraid of Americans (V1) (Radio Edit)

"Easy reading is damn hard writing." - Nathaniel Hawthorne

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