so, a little poetry news to pass along first. i sent 5 poems this morning to Synchronized Chaos. when i hear back from Cristina on them, i'll pass along the verdict.
the Yankees whipped Pittsburgh last night, 16-0. that was the Yankees largest shutout win since 1960. they start a series tonight up in Boston. here's hoping they fucking destroy the Red Sox.
and now some of this and that:
the first round of the NHL Draft is tonight. the Rangers don't have a first round pick, so i'll pay only a little attention to what is going on.
the USWNT takes on Jamaica tonight in Group A of the CONCACAF women's championship.
mom once again let anxiety and stress get the better of her so she didn't sleep worth a shit last night. that should make the doctor's appointment a ton of fun today.
depending on how bad it storms today will most likely determine if i go to Menards this afternoon or not.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get my pills from Rite Aid and whatever shopping i'll need to do on Friday for mom.
i need to get some air in the tires of the Highlander and get ready to take mom to her appointment.
with any luck, i'll have news on some more poems i have sent out by tomorrow.
until then...
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.
el estrés y la ansiedad pueden ser letales
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:
Trampled By Turtles - It's So Hard to Hold On
Madison Cunningham - Hospital
Kolumbo - The Key Club - 1976
Pulp - Common People (Full Length Version)
Los Lonely Boys - 16 Monkeys
"Don't look back. Something might be gaining on you." - Satchel Paige
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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