a rainy, humid day...

 i decided to just do all the grocery shopping today. the time for mom's appointment tomorrow was later than i thought she wrote down, so it made more sense to just get it done today. hopefully, i'll get the blog done tomorrow before her appointment, more on that in a bit.

so, i had a thought last night while doing the dishes at 2:30 in the morning. i remember a conversation i had with a homeless man years ago while sharing a bottle of hooch in a brown paper bag. he said the one thing people hate more when you're talking about them is when you're not. that made me chuckle last night when thinking about the one i'm not supposed to talk about in this blog. and i'm sure at this point, i'm supposed to make some funny statement or something, but i'm not going to. i have plenty i will say one day. probably not soon. but, who knows. even better, who cares.

the Yankees won last night in Seattle, 9-4. of course, it came with a price. Matt Carpenter broke his foot last night. i'm not going to be shocked if he ends up missing the rest of the season. hopefully, they will win again tonight, even though i really doubt they do. they haven't proven they can hit Luis Castillo at all this season.

Monday Night Raw was really good last night.

Industry was great last night.

Don't Forget the Lyrics was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Deadliest Catch, What We Do in the Shadows and Hard Knocks.

the World Juniors tournament starts back up today. it normally happens right after Christmas but COVID but an end to that this year. team USA plays Germany tonight. i'll watch some of that for sure.

i'm going to try to be on here in the morning tomorrow. mom's appointment at the heart doctor is in the afternoon. and considering the Yankees play a day game tomorrow, the morning is the best time for it.

grocery shopping went pretty well today. of course, it just had to fucking rain.

until tomorrow kids...

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 así ya no existían en mi vida

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:

Tom Waits - Fish And Bird (Live)

Janson Sommers - Neon God

flipturn - Playground

CAPYAC - Goodtime

The Afghan Whigs - Come See About Me

"They say eyes clear with age." - Philip Larkin

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