running on little sleep... joy

 so, i got to bed around 5 this morning because my mother decided not to actually fall to sleep until 4:30 this morning. i woke up when the phone rang at 9:45 AM and she was already up, like she had a full night of rest. she had no clue what i was talking about. then, later this morning, she decided to be a little stubborn and try to move a plant in the kitchen. of course, she lost her balance and fell. i rushed in there from my bedroom and asked her why her rollator was 3 feet away from where she was on the ground. i checked her for a concussion and then helped her get back on her rollator, after she got the dirt up from the carpet. i really was hoping she was getting over this stubborn streak and knew she could ask for my help with anything. but, apparently she is unwilling to give that up. she set up her appointments for physical therapy before she fell. i'm trying to get her to understand she needs to have some protein with her breakfast each morning as the difference is striking when she doesn't. good times.

the USWNT defeated Mexico last night, 1-0.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.

Miz & Mrs was hilarious last night.

so, i woke up this morning and saw that Manchester United was already up 3-0 against Liverpool in Thailand. i figured it was a dream. but, when i saw the video and saw that United won the game 4-0, i was pleasantly surprised. now, i know it's the preseason and nothing really counts right now, but still. i'll take a fucking win over Liverpool anytime, any day.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Deadliest Catch, Holey Moley and two episodes of What We Do in the Shadows.

the Yankees start a series tonight at home against the Reds. i'm not sure how much of the game i will watch since i have to watch the Reds broadcast of it.

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

a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:

https://terrorhousemag.com/road/

i need to get the trash picked up and figure out dinner, 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.

y ella se pregunta de donde lo saco

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:

Satya - Oakland

Panda Riot - Extra Cosmic

The Mountain Goats - Training Montage

Wild Pink - Q. Degraw

Metallica - Bleeding Me

"This world is but a canvas to our imagination." - Henry David Thoreau

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