so, i had to sit in on mom's physical therapy session yesterday. i didn't get the chance to write any poems. i guess mom's sciatic nerve is pinched. plus, her left shoulder has some problems as does her right hip. at least she has the same physical therapist as she did two years ago. so, he knows what he's gotten himself into.
it is raining today, so this truly is the house of misery.
The Voice was good last night. i was a little surprised at one of the eliminations last night. but, the 3 i picked for the finals are still in it...
NXT was excellent last night. i can't wait for War Games this Sunday.
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, The Masked Singer, Alter Ego and Hard Knocks.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Alabama State. Dayton is a 20 point favorite. i'm hoping they actually play like one tonight for a change. it is supposed to be a full house tonight. i'm guessing the roars will be loud after that tournament win in Florida.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against the Philadelphia Flyers. hopefully, the boys continue to find ways to win.
i want to thank everyone for checking out my latest published poems:
i should be on here tomorrow in the morning. i think mom is going to cancel her appointment tomorrow, so that should free up my day. this is the first time she has ever dealt with nerve pain. i'm trying to give her what i remember when i dealt with this shit 13 years ago.
that's all for me kids. i need to go ice my back and go get the groceries before the basketball game tonight.
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 fucking shot.
este no es el día para probar suerte conmigo
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:
Goose - Sinnerman
Phoebe Bridgers - Day After Tomorrow
Tom Waits - Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis
Violet Orlandi - Wicked Game
Spiritualized - Always Together With You
"Everyone carries around his own monsters." - Richard Pryor
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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