so, imagine my surprise when i realize the blog i wrote yesterday never got published. i guess i'm getting too old to function on 3 hours of sleep anymore. death can't be far behind.
so, i wrote a poem last night about this woman i have an incredible crush on. i believe she knows it but we live so damn far apart, i doubt anything is going to come out of this. other than some really great poetry. so to the spanish princess, hello beautiful. anytime you want to jump, i'll be ready...
Vice News Tonight had two great shows this week.
both episodes of Atlanta last night were fucking great.
i did watch some of the Chargers vs. Chiefs last night.
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher and Los Espookys. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.
the Yankees play tonight at Milwaukee. hopefully, Judge will homer and the Yankees will win.
the person i'm not allowed to talk about will be down here tomorrow. hopefully, i will have the blog done before she arrives.
Manchester United won 2-0 yesterday in the Europa League. Sancho and CR7 had the goals. i loved that they had a clean sheet.
i need to go get dinner ready.
i picked my pills from Rite Aid today. it was another shit show. they were supposed to be ready by 11AM and i got there around 5PM and they weren't ready. i'm not one to throw a tantrum, mostly because i know the pills are going to be free. i did laugh at how everyone else was getting pissy but i knew the reason. the pharmacist today was black and i would guess 97% of the people in this town don't know that they are racist. i did love that the pharmacist put this one lady in her place while she was holding up the drive thru line. i can't wait for the white flight when more blacks start moving into Brookville. eventually, these stupid white people are going to realize they have no place else to run to.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
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 off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
solo quiero enamorarme una vez mas antes de morir
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:
Ryan Bingham - The Poet
Danielle Ponder - Creep (Live)
Nada Rosa - The Process of Dying
Chris Stapleton - Cold
John Prine - Mexican Home (Live)
"Imagination is the highest kite one can fly." - Lauren Bacall
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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