so now my mother is making jokes about suicide...

as i told my mother in the Highlander on the way to the restaurant, you probably shouldn't mention suicide in front of the doctors. you're going to do it once and they are going to take you and i'm going to tell you you brought this on yourself. she told the doctor today that she's thought about it but is too much of a chicken to do it. these are the days when i think about going to work in a factory so my sister could go to college and my mother wouldn't have to get a second job to afford it since the asshole that played the role of father had gambled away all the college money. as my friend told me one night while drinking, a poet is pretty much the only thing i could be in this life.

we had lunch at Rusty Bucket today. it was great as usual.

the New York Yankees left a small village on base last night and lost to Oakland, 6-4. hopefully, they will avoid being swept tonight. i'm not holding my breath.

Big Brother was good last night. i can't believe it, but i guess Christie has saved herself and won't be voted out tonight, unless the fucking house flips again at the last minute. i get the feeling this is going to be the decision they will regret the most at the end.

i did get to watch Songland this morning. it was really good.

NXT was really good last night. i could watch Matt Riddle and Killian Dain wrestle forever.

here are some highlights from NXT UK yesterday:

Snowfall last night was fucking great. and i mean FUCKING GREAT.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and the series finale of Baskets.

i did listen to episode 252 of Notsam Wrestling this afternoon. you can find that by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/notsamwrestling/braun-strowman-notsam

i will probably watch some preseason NFL games tonight as well.

i'll be on here tomorrow after a trip to the grocery store.

we've got a cold front trying to move through here. my arthritis and pinched nerve are plotting their victory dance tonight, i can feel it.

that's all for me kids. i have to go ice down my back before i become too fucking irritable.

have a good one, until tomorrow...

todos estaremos muertos lo suficientemente pronto

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:

Grace Potter - Love Is Love
Shooter Jennings - It Ain't Easy
Grant Lee Buffalo - Honey Don't Think
Ray LaMontagne - It's Always Been You

"Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes." - Tori Amos

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