one of those days...

 so, i was in the waiting room of where mom has physical therapy (completely forgot she had an appointment today) and felt like i had to fart. and then the feeling came over me that if i tried to let this out quietly, it wasn't going to be silent or a fart at all. so, i held it. wrote a poem about something else to take my mind off of it. mom still had 20 minutes left in her appointment. she got out on time and i decided to take the highway home, as i figured that would be faster. thankfully, it was. what i unleashed as soon as i started to sit down on the toilet was something out of a horror movie. i'm not sure if this was stress or my inner child wanting attention. but good lord, that was one of those shits that takes a few years off of your life.

and speaking of shitty, i did watch a little of the USMNT take on Saudi Arabia today. if these two warm-up games were supposed to give us a preview of what is to come for the World Cup, i suggest that USA Soccer start looking for a new head coach immediately. it was bad enough that they lost to Japan, 2-0. but, they didn't have their best player, so ok. well, they had that player today (Christian Pulisic) and the match against Saudi Arabia finished 0-0. so, i guess they don't plan on actually scoring at the World Cup. not sure how you advance out of the group stage by doing that. what i did see today actually put me to sleep.

the Yankees lost last night in Toronto, 3-2 in 10 innings. Judge is still stuck at 60 HR. i think he is still leading the triple crown race. hopefully, they will win tonight, Judge will homer a couple of times and they will celebrate finally clinching the division.

i didn't watch much of the Cowboys vs. Giants last night. the Cowboys won, 23-16.

The Voice was very good last night.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, NXT and the season finale of Deadliest Catch.

i'm trying to get my laundry done on top of everything else today. it makes me think of the line my mother used to say when i was younger... she was busier than 9 cats trying to cover up shit in a windstorm.

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

after i get the laundry done, i'll pick up the trash tonight. hopefully, i'll get all that done before all the shows start tonight. (not likely)

of course, it is supposed to rain tomorrow. there is always some kind of weather other than nice on a fucking day i need to do something. it never fails.

so here is the conundrum i am having with mom. she is still in the self-sabotaging stage of life and i'm not sure how to break her of that, mostly because i'm not fully escaped from that shit either. plus, i basically can't get to sleep before 4 AM because she has her nightmare gasp or scream in the 3 o'clock hour nearly every damn night now. and 9 times out of 10, it is something that she believes is real in her bed and there is nothing there. so, any advice any of you have that have dealt with an older parent or loved one would be greatly appreciated.

to all my friends and fans in Florida, please stay safe.

got the second load in the washer, 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 off the fucking streets.

get the fucking shot.

le dije que debería tomar todas sus pastillas con vodka

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:

Scone Cash Players - Cold 40s

The Black Angels - Empires Falling

Karate, Guns and Tanning - Enchanter

Shirley Nanette - People Are Thinking

Lonnie Brooks - Too Little, Too Late

"Writing is such a good thing to do because you can't really get bored with it. If you're bored with writing, you're bored with life." - Irvine Welsh

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