and you wonder why i don't go out drinking...

the El Paso, Texas shooting was horrific news yesterday. but, when i heard about the manifesto and how the shooter didn't get killed by the police, i knew immediately this was a fucking nut job racist fuck that wants to be viewed as a hero. when i heard about the shooting down in the Oregon District last night, a place where i would visit in my younger years daily it seemed like, i was shocked. it was always just a cool place to hang, have some drinks, meet some people, etc. it's where i really got the poetry bug, sitting there writing as a teenager while Frank played the saxophone. then, this morning i heard the news of who the shooter was, another white male. the kicker to this one is one of the people he killed was his sister. and there are also reports that one of the dead is her boyfriend, who i believe is black. so, it makes a little more sense, especially if the shooter, a white guy from the suburbs, is racist and didn't like his sister dating a black male. and considering this dude studied psychology at Sinclair, the local community college, i'm going to assume this is one of those deep rooted familial horror stories. and the fact that it played out in public is even worse. thankfully, this dumb fuck didn't realize there is always a police presence in the Oregon District, so he only got to kill 9 and shot like 30 in the minute before he died. i'm not sure why people need assault rifles. not sure why people need anything more than a rifle to hunt with and maybe a pistol for your home. of course, it would be even better if this country gave two shits about mental health. i know that's asking too much of a country consumed with greed. and please, spare me the bullshit about thoughts and prayers and god and more of that bullshit. people who argue that video games teach kids to kill, if they happen to be parents, they are looking for their excuse why they failed as a parent. for as much good as this country could be, we will never see that for as long as we live. humans are incapable of being their better selves. i've seen it for 43 years now. i believe i have enough data to have an opinion.

i didn't get to bed until 5 this morning. i was up at 8:30. i've tried to take some naps while the press conferences have been going on. i haven't had much luck.

the New York Yankees won both games of the doubleheader yesterday against Boston, 9-2 and 6-4. of course, the Yankees had injuries in both games. Encarnacion broke his wrist in the first game and Hicks did something to his elbow in the second game. i haven't heard about the seriousness of Hicks injury yet. hopefully, the Yankees will get the sweep tonight.

i caught a little bit of the pro football hall of fame ceremonies last night. as usual, it went on way too long.

i did get to see the last two matches of TripleMania last night. holy shit, i haven't seen that much blood in a wrestling match since my youth.

NJPW was excellent last night. the match between Sanada and Okada was a classic.

ROH was good last night.

i did watch a good portion of the German Super Cup yesterday. Borussia Dortmund won 2-0 over Bayern Munich.

Manchester United didn't play as well as i hoped they would yesterday. that being said, they eventually defeated AC Milan on penalty kicks. next up will be the start of the Premier League season.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, the season finale of Euphoria, Last Week Tonight and City on a Hill.

the solar light i put out does give off this little purple light. i wish it was more, but i do understand why it was only $4.

i think the humidity moves back into the area today. joy.

i know at some point i need to go take a nap in the shower. maybe after lunch...

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

i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow...

until then kids...

sangre en la acera, suena como un poema esperando en el aire

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:

Jimi Hendrix - Machine Gun (Live)
Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble - Life by the Drop
David Bowie - I'm Afraid of Americans (V1) (Radio Edit)
U2 - Bullet The Blue Sky (Live)

"Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain."
                                                                                                             - Percy Bysshe Shelley

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