thinking about my mortality...

when i saw the news that John Singleton died today, it really hit me. he was just 51. that's only 8 years older than i am. i was in high school when Boyz N the Hood came out. one of those movies that i probably watched a thousand times or so. most of my black friends more or less lived that life. it wasn't necessarily an eye opener for me, but it certainly made me realize the two different worlds in this country. rest in peace John Singleton. you were one of the best storytellers of any generation.
https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/john-singleton-dead-trailblazing-boyz-n-hood-writer-director-was-51-1203526

i wrote 2 poems this morning. i had a line pop in my head as soon as i woke up. i haven't done much writing this month. not writer's block per se, just not really in the mood.

speaking of poems, here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the New York Yankees won yesterday at San Francisco, 11-5, to sweep the series. of course, 2 more injuries yesterday. hopefully, neither are serious. the Yankees are off tonight and start a series tomorrow in Arizona.

here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs yesterday:

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs yesterday:

Barry was fucking crazy last night.

Veep was fucking hilarious last night.

Billions was really good last night.

The Chi was excellent as always last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i do plan on watching some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight as well.

i hope everyone had a good weekend.

tomorrow is going to be a little crazy. mom has a doctor's appointment at 9 in the morning or so. i guess i'll get to bed before my usual 5 in the morning. i go to see my doctor at 2 in the afternoon tomorrow. i'll be on here after that i guess.

we're having lasagna for dinner tonight. i had to help mom put it in the oven as it was way heavier than she could carry.

until tomorrow...

sus besos sabor como un sol púrpura

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:

Eazy-E - Boyz-N-Tha Hood (Remix)
N.W.A. - Straight Outta Compton
Dr. Dre & Ice Cube - Natural Born Killaz

"I like myself better when I'm writing regularly." - Willie Nelson

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