yesterday was the 6th anniversary of my father's death. i was thinking about it today while taking a shit. my father died when i was 39 years old. the last time i spoke to my father i was 17. 22 damn years where that man willingly chose to not speak to his son. and people wonder why i am an asshole. so yeah, good times.
mom got a new prescription today. i went out and got that for her. i'm hoping this will get her blood pressure back to whatever the fuck normal is. she had me get some other things at Rite Aid as well. i found 2 Fairfield boxes of baseball cards while i was there. they had around $25 worth of cards in them. good times.
the poet of the day for this final day of National Poetry Month is Kevin M. Hibshman.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
NXT UK was really good last night.
Young Sheldon was pretty funny last night.
B Positive was really good last night.
Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.
the season finale of Cake was pretty fucking weird.
The United States of Al was good last night.
the season finale of Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential was great last night.
the New York Rangers lost last night, 4-0, to the Islanders. they aren't technically eliminated from making the playoffs, but they might as well be after that shit show.
i did watch a good portion of the NFL Draft last night. i thought the Saints probably reached a little with whom they picked, but it fit what they do on the defensive line, so i don't mind it much. but, they better get a fucking cornerback tonight.
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on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, Real Time with Bill Maher and A Black Lady Sketch Show. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on Peacock.
the Yankees play tonight at home against the Tigers. hopefully, they will find a way to win tonight.
i will watch some of rounds 2 and 3 of the NFL Draft tonight.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
thanks to everyone for checking out my latest recording on SoundCloud:
so, i didn't get to the BMV this morning like i wanted to. the rain and my arthritis was kicking my ass this morning. but, i finally decided to power through it and made it to the BMV this afternoon. thank fucking god i used the online process to begin with. that probably saved me 30 minutes of my time. i passed the vision test and showed all the shit i needed to show for the new license. that will be mailed to me in a few weeks. i got back in time to watch the Yankees lose (more on that in a bit) and Manchester United to play an incredible second half against Roma. (more on that in a bit as well).
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Howie Good.
the New York Yankees won last night over Baltimore, 7-0. i was hoping they would win the series today, but of course, they didn't. they lost to the Orioles today, 4-3 in 10 innings. they left a small village on base. oh well.
when i got back from the BMV, Manchester United was losing to Roma 2-1 in the Europa League semifinals. thankfully, United woke the fuck up and destroyed Roma in the second half. United won the game 6-2. that gives them a huge advantage to actually make a fucking final for once.
AEW was really good last night.
The Masked Singer was good last night.
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, B Positive, Desus & Mero, the season finale of Cake, The United States of Al and the season finale of Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on Peacock.
i will probably watch a good portion of the NFL Draft tonight. the rumors out there are the New Orleans Saints are trying to trade into the top 10. plus, i don't think anyone knows for sure who San Francisco is taking at number 3. so, it might actually be interesting tonight.
on top of all that, the New York Rangers are at home tonight against the Islanders. basically, the playoffs start now for the Rangers. they are probably going to have to win out to actually make the playoffs. and considering the Islanders are ahead of them in the standings, tonight is a game they MUST WIN.
my order from Amazon.com showed up today. i should have enough sleeves now to put the cards in. i'll do that late tonight probably.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. at least it won't be fucking raining tomorrow, so i should feel much better.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
Siempre he sido un tonto por una mujer hermosa
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:
Nina Simone - Feeling Good
The Rolling Stones - Play With Fire
Otis Redding - For Your Precious Love
Bob Dylan - It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
"Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it." - Rod McKuen
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i didn't have any side effects from the second vaccine shot. my arthritis has been kicking my ass all day as it was supposed to rain. of course, or thankfully, the rain didn't start until i got all the grocery shopping done. sadly, i have felt the pain of that rain from this morning on. and i guess tonight we're supposed to get hail and thunder and all the good shit. joy.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Katie Lewington.
the season finale of Kenan was pretty funny last night.
Young Rock was good last night.
the Yankees won last night, defeating the Orioles 5-1. hopefully, they will win again tonight.
the New York Rangers defeated Buffalo last night, 3-1.
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW and The Masked Singer.
i am going to try to get my driver's license renewed tomorrow. i figure i will go sometime in the morning and hope i'm not there forever.
i know it is definitely raining now. when the pain radiates from my head to my toes, the fun is just beginning.
i did find two boxes of football cards today at the Rite Aid near Kroger. they cost $10 and there was about $25 worth of cards in them. i really enjoyed the hall of famers i found. i got another binder when i was at Meijer today. i needed to put all my Fleer football cards in one binder. that would give the other binders a little relief. the boxes had two packs of 1991 Fleer football cards in them. spooky.
if anyone is interested in any baseball, football, hockey, basketball, WWE, movie cards, or Monkees cards from the 60's, just let me know. i have baseball cards from 1959-2021. most of my football cards are from the 80's and early 90's, with a decent amount from the last 3 years; hockey cards are from 1980 - 2021. basketball cards are mostly from the early 80's and the last few years. the WWE cards are from 2013- 2020. if you are looking for a certain card to complete a set or looking to get a gift for someone that is just getting into collecting, i am looking to sell. drop me a line and let me know what i can send you at a better price than just about anyone out there.
i'm hoping i will be on here in the afternoon tomorrow.
i'm definitely hoping it will be before Manchester United plays Roma tomorrow in the Europa League.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
bueno no tengo miedo de morir solo
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:
Old Crow Medicine Show - Wagon Wheel
Shooter Jennings - Gone to Carolina
Jamey Johnson - In Color
Hank Williams - I'll Never Get Out of This World Alive
"Many receive advice, only the wise profit from it." - Harper Lee
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so, they called this morning to see if my mother and i could come earlier to get our second vaccine shots. so, a little after noon, we went to Rite Aid to get the second shot. like the first one, i didn't feel anything. i've been drinking plenty of fluids since i got the second shot. i have heard plenty of horror stories from people about the second one. i'm betting i wake up tomorrow and feel fine. i did find some baseball cards at Rite Aid today. i got 2 Fairfield boxes. i think they had around $20 worth of cards in them. i also went through the Leaf cards i got a few months ago to see what the prices are on them. imagine my surprise when i had a few worth over $20 now. that made me happy.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is G. Emil Reutter.
it was nice enough so far today, that i have been able to open the house up and let the breeze through. it has warmed up enough that it actually feels nice outside.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Danny D. Ford.
i found some wrestling cards yesterday at Big Lots. they were from the years 2013 - 2019. that made me go through all my wrestling cards yesterday. many of the ones i got yesterday were worth a little money. the ones i had from 2020 that i hadn't priced out yet had some amazing prices on them. so yeah, that was a fruitful trip. of course, Kroger didn't call until today about mom's pills. so i have to go get those after i get done with this and take a shower.
mom and i get our second COVID vaccine shots tomorrow. if they keep the times the same as of now, i'm going to try to get the blog done before i get the shot. if they change them to the early afternoon like last time, the blog will come afterwards.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
thanks to everyone that has checked out my latest SoundCloud recordings...
Si tuviera un dólar por cada hijo de puta que intentó estafarme ...
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:
Sara Watkins - Long Hot Summer Days
John Prine - Lake Marie (Live)
Beck - Loser
The Rolling Stones - Loving Cup
"Writers, particularly poets, always feel exiled in some way - people who don't exactly feel at home, so they try to find a home in language." - Natasha Trethewey
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i think i got to bed around 2 last night. just imagine the joy i felt waking up and seeing the clock say 4:23. fuck me. i eventually got up a little after 6 to take a shit. great, so much for sleeping in until the United game. more on that in a bit.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Casey Renee Kiser.
so, i was up in time to watch the Leeds vs. Manchester United match this morning. to say i wasn't thrilled with a 0-0 draw would be an understatement. i really wish United would have got the win today, but oh well.
the Yankees defeated the Indians last night, 2-1. they go for the sweep of the series this afternoon.
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on the DVR tonight will be VICE, City on a Hill, Desus & Mero, The Nevers and Mare of Easttown.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Buffalo. this is a MUST WIN game tonight.
i doubt i watch any of The Oscars tonight.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
i know i will probably have to go out later today to get mom's pills at the pharmacy. i think there are a few groceries she wants me to get as well.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
Es difícil creer lo malditamente hermosa que es la musa.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
maybe it is simply a sign of just how fucking lonely i am. maybe it is because i feel the need to fall in love again, having missed that feeling for so long now. but, when what you believe is an amazing woman tells you that she comes from a rich family and just needs your credit card info to give you some of the money... this after weeks of getting to know each other, etc. etc. these are the moments where i do enjoy the asshole side of my brain. i can't fucking stand liars. i can't fucking stand con artists who think i actually have fucking money to begin with.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Don Winter.
so i took mom to get her haircut today. i told her to go first, i had no problem waiting to get mine done. and once again, you do something good for someone and it will always bite you in the ass in the end. the lady that was cutting my hair didn't pay close enough attention to what she was doing and ended up slicing my mask. she was super fucking embarrassed and i played it cool. i mean, it was only my favorite New Orleans Saints mask. good thing i'm not superstitious or anything...
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Brian Rihlmann.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
Young Sheldon was good last night.
The United States of Al was pretty good last night.
B Positive was hilarious last night.
Cake was weird as fuck once again.
Desus & Mero was fucking funny as fuck last night.
Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential was about Owen Hart last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, Real Time with Bill Maher and A Black Lady Sketch Show. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on Peacock.
the Yankees got down 3-0 last night and i thought, fuck, here we go again. thankfully, the offense came to life and the Yankees won last night in Cleveland, 6-3. hopefully, they will win again tonight.
the New York Rangers lost a game they needed to win last night, 3-2 at home against Philadelphia. they play each other again tonight. the Rangers have no margin of error now if they are going to make the playoffs.
i am hopefully going to put out something on SoundCloud this weekend. if i get a wild hair up my ass, i might put out two tracks this weekend.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
¿Alguna vez te enamoraste de dos mujeres al mismo tiempo?
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:
Digital Underground - The Humpty Dance
Diane Coffee - Everyday
Dirty Heads - That's All I Need
DOPE LEMON - Salt & Pepper
"Force cannot transmit a moral principle: moral ideas can be received only through the reason of the heart." - Edwin Markham
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when i used to live on the farm, i would always try to do something outdoors on earth day. now that i live or better yet, am trapped in suburbia, today has been laundry day. good times.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is John Grey. i believe John and i have been published in the same places for over 20 years now.
there was a double elimination on The Masked Singer last night. i didn't get either correct.
the season finale of Snowfall was fucking great last night.
the Yankees lost to the Braves last night, 4-1. they are off to their worst start since 1991. oh boy. they start a series tonight in Cleveland.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, B Positive, Desus & Mero, Cake, The United States of Al and Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential. i watched NXT UK this afternoon. it was very good.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Philadelphia. hopefully, they will win.
i found out that one of the hockey cards i got yesterday is going for $12 these days. that made me happy.
if the plans don't change, i believe i will be taking mom to get a haircut tomorrow. i will be getting mine cut as well.
mom told me yesterday that the nurse that was here last thought she heard some water in mom's lungs. so, that could be reason why i didn't sleep for shit last night.
i should be on here in the afternoon tomorrow. my last load of laundry just got done in the dryer, so that is all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
ahora recuerdo por qué nunca me gustaron las mujeres más jóvenes
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:
Guided by Voices - Do the Earth
Curtis Mayfield - Pusherman
Freekbass - The Maze
Morcheeba - Sounds of Blue
"Toward his critics, the artist harbors a defensive ace: knowledge that the future will erase the present." - Louise Gluck
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we got about an inch of snow last night. just once in my life, i want to live in a place where snow in April isn't a fucking possibility. mom just said it was snowing sideways while i was back in my room going through the cards i got today. of course, the sun came out and now everything is just wet.
grocery shopping was a bit nuts today. i had to go to 4 stores to get everything, which i almost did except Meijer was out of the coffee mom likes there. i did get some baseball, football and hockey cards today. there were hits in both the baseball and football boxes from Fairfield. the hockey cards were from Upper Deck. there were a few good ones in the 2 packs i got.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is John Grochalski.
the New York Rangers had their asses handed to them last night by the Islanders, 6-1.
the Yankees finally won a game last night, defeating Atlanta, 3-1. hopefully they beat the Braves again tonight.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW, the season finale of Snowfall and The Masked Singer.
i should be on here tomorrow while doing my laundry.
i did get a good laugh at the Super League in Europe failing as quickly as it did. if anything good did come out of it, it was the fact that Ed Woodward is finally going to leave Manchester United. thank fucking god.
i need to get cracking on dinner tonight. i think i am making some bacon cheeseburgers.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
Creo que finalmente encontré a la mujer de mis sueños.
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:
Prince - Sometimes It Snows In April
Otis Redding - Chained and Bound (Live)
Drivin' N' Cryin' - Straight to Hell
Meat Loaf - You Took the Words Right out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)
"A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow." - Charlotte Bronte
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happy 4/20 everyone. get as high as you fucking can...
sorry the blog is running late today. my bad back decided to show up this morning and i more or less, once i put ice on my back, passed out from the pain. 3 hours later i woke up, felt a little better. i had to take mom to her bank so she could put me on all her accounts there. it took way longer than it should have, but that is the joy of the elderly and computers. the young woman that helped the guy out had an incredible ass. and that immediately took my mind to yesterday. the new muse and i had a little virtual session yesterday that was mind blowing. i got 2 poems out of that. good times.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Shane Allison.
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Rock, Kenan, Mayans M.C., NXT and Deadliest Catch.
i did get some baseball cards today at the Rite Aid near my mother's bank. 2 Fairfield boxes for $9. they had about $25 worth of cards in them. that works, especially since some of them were hall of famers.
the Yankees are playing the Braves tonight at home. they are currently losing 1-0.
the New York Rangers are playing at the Islanders tonight. the Rangers are losing 1-0 after the first period.
it is supposed to fucking snow tonight. i think we might get an inch or two, which is fucking crazy.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get all the grocery shopping done.
that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
culpable de todos los cargos
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:
Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High
G. Love & Special Sauce - Who's Got The Weed
Black Sabbath - Sweet Leaf
Baked - Midnight Junkie
The Charlie Daniels Band - Long Haired Country Boy
"If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them." - Pietro Aretino
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