so this is what it feels like to watch your soul die...

 so, right as i was finishing up the blog yesterday, mom fell again. i told her that i was going to do her laundry after i got my blog done. being the stubborn person she is, she tried to get her clothes together and into where we have our washer and dryer. and of course, she knelt down to pick up something up and down she went. i was able to help her better this time, mostly because she did it in her bedroom and not her bathroom. i told her it wasn't wise to start a career as a stunt lady at her age. she has got some pretty nasty bruises. so now i get to end her nights by applying Aspercreme wherever it hurts. at least that shit works better than the pain pills do. fingers crossed, she has managed to not fall today. 3 times in a week is way too much for my liking.

the Yankees lost yesterday to Baltimore, 9-6. the injury bug snuck up again yesterday and the home plate umpire thought everyone was there to see him. a recipe for disaster every fucking time. they are back home tonight to start a series against the White Sox.

here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:

NXT UK was pretty good last night.

the season finale of Young Sheldon was pretty funny last night.

the series finale of The United States of Al was funny, although you could tell they had no clue they were going to be cancelled.

both episodes of the series finale of How We Roll were pretty good last night. with how that ended, i'm pretty sure they thought season 2 was coming as well.

Vice News Tonight had two great shows this week that showed just how fucking corrupt the Louisville, Kentucky police department is. of course, i'm pretty sure most police departments are like that.

the season finale of Atlanta was fucking amazing last night.

NJPW was good last night.

Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher, Pause with Sam Jay and George Carlin's American Dream, Part 1. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.

the New York Rangers play Game 2 tonight at Carolina. i'm really hoping the Rangers play 60 minutes tonight and win.

i did get some baseball cards while i was at Rite Aid last night. $11 for 2 boxes. there was about $30 total of worth between both of them combined. not bad.

the Yankees game just got rained out. so, they will be playing a doubleheader on Sunday now against the White Sox.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i'm about halfway done my with my laundry and i still have 1 load of mom's to do. and at some point tonight, i need to cook dinner and do the dishes.

mom and i had an interesting conversation last night. she believes her sudden turn in shitty health is due to that certain someone and i not getting along any more. i told mom that i was preached to my entire life that choices have consequences. and now that she made her choice, mom doesn't want her to face any consequences. if i had known that all of this, choices and consequences, was hypocritical bullshit, just imagine where i would be now. i understand that no one gives two shits about anything i have missed out on to help my stepfather or my mother as they got older in life. that certain someone has made it painfully clear, that since i don't make money and make a positive contribution to the world, i don't get to have a say or rights or anything in this world. i would like to think differently, but society reaffirms her beliefs more often than mine. 

i told my mother i don't want to see her die like this. no matter what the fuck she thinks, i am trying to give her the best quality of life i can. so yeah, nothing but fun as usual going on here.

i just had a load in the dryer get done, so that's all for me kids...

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

esta no será una muerte bonita

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:

J Rocc - One

James and the Cold Gun - Seven

Audioslave - Cochise

TV on the Radio - Province

Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy

"Love is the poetry of the senses." - Honore de Balzac

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