i hate these nights where it is humid and hot. the AC runs all night, even when i have it set at 72. the white noise from my fan puts me to sleep for 30 minutes at a time. then, i wake up, sweating, wondering what the fuck is going on? when i was younger, i would turn these moments into poems. the hard thing now is, those poems are already written. that horse has been beaten dead. good times.
the Yankees had as many errors as runs last night. not exactly the recipe for winning. they lost to the Royals, 8-4. hopefully, they win today to win the series before they go to Iowa to play the White Sox in the Field of Dreams game on Thursday.
NXT was excellent last night.
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and AEW.
so i have a scroll of shit on the grocery list to get today. and with it being hot and fucking humid today, i expect everyone to be on a short fuse. good times.
so, i need to get all the coupons clicked and get ready to go as i would love to have most of this done by the time the Yankees play this afternoon.
i should be on here tomorrow in the afternoon, most likely.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the shot.
tan malditamente caluroso hoy
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:
Houndmouth - Las Vegas
Film School - Superperfection
Cowboy Junkies - Sweet Jane
Sneaker Pimps - 6 Underground
K's Choice - Not an Addict
"I reserve the right to be a mess and completely unlikable." - Viola Davis
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