Tuesday, May 9, 2023

it is getting harder to enjoy the pain...

 between my arthritis, bad back and every other fucking thing under the sun failing me, life isn't exactly enjoyable these days. and i am trying my best to relax, take deep breaths, settle my mind in a positive place, but that is like swimming upstream in a river of shit. when the writing isn't going well, i often compare it to squeezing water out of a rock. i'm not sure what i'll do if that becomes actually my life. 


and with all that in mind, i did write 5 poems yesterday while mom was in her physical therapy session. so, at least the physical pain hasn't touched my brain yet. i typed the poems up when we got back home. i think they are pretty good. i have a couple places in mind to send them to in the next week or so.


the New York Yankees won last night at home against Oakland, 7-2. hopefully, they will win again tonight.








the New York Knicks lost last night at Miami, 109-101. Miami is now up 3-1 in the series.





here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night.



here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night.



The Voice was excellent last night. the live shows start next week.







That's My Jam was hilarious last night. the season finale is next week.





Monday Night Raw was very good last night.








enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:








on the DVR tonight will be NXT and Deadliest Catch.


i'm sure i will watch some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight.


i did get a good nap today watching the Champions League.



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:




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.


esa luz que se aproxima podría ser un tren


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:


Chris Isaak - Wicked Game


Chance Pena - Bleeding Out


Bobby Harden & The Soulful Saints - One Tribe


HAELOS - Last Days


Ivan Neville w/Trombone Shorty, Ben Jaffe and Charlie Gabriel - Greatest Place on Earth


"Poetry is the orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them." 
                                                                                    - Charles Simic


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






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