back to the no sleep times again...

 i watched the first episode of that Hemingway documentary on PBS last night. it is truly fucking amazing. Hemingway is definitely one of many influences on my writing. and the first episode had some things in it that i had never known. i finished that at 2 in the morning. i think i might have got to bed sometime around 5. of course, i was up at 9 this morning because mom had physical therapy at 10. good times.

the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal. i have been published with LCB for years and i have always enjoyed his work.

https://www.terrain.org/poetry/16/berriozabal.htm 

https://hypnopompblog.wordpress.com/2020/05/10/2-poems-by-luis-cuauhtemoc-berriozabal-poetry/

https://punknoirmagazine.com/2021/04/04/three-poems-from-luis-cuauhtemoc-berriozabal-2/

https://fourthandsycamore.wordpress.com/2019/04/11/the-poetry-of-luis-cuauhtemoc-berriozabal/

https://madswirl.com/author/lberriozabal/

Monday Night Raw was not very good last night.

The Voice was pretty good last night.

the Yankees defeated the Orioles last night, 7-0. hopefully they do the same thing tonight.

Baylor lead from start to finish last night, defeating Gonzaga, 86-70.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Hemingway, Young Rock, Kenan, Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential and Mayans M.C. i'll be watching the WWE Hall of Fame Ceremonies on Peacock for most of the evening.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Pittsburgh. hopefully the boys will find a way to win.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.

i have trash to pick up here and next door, so 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.

Hay una cierta locura que conlleva ser un genio.

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:

Bob Dylan - The Man In Me

Noname - Rainforest

Donny Hathaway - A Song for You

The White Stripes - Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground

"Sentimentality is a form of fatigue." - Leonora Carrington

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