not much sunshine today at all. the haze from the fires was back again. after mom's visit to the podiatrist, we went to Lowe's. she found some succulents that she liked. they finally had some snake plants, which mom loves, but she didn't want any of the ones they had. we also looked at dishwashers, microwaves, refrigerators, etc. for the potential kitchen remodel.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
and now some of this and that:
the Yankees start a series tonight in Oakland. i guess i'm going to be up late, as usual.
i might watch some of the Gold Cup tonight as well.
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 poem:
i need to go figure out dinner and pick up the trash, 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.
la felicidad es un arma caliente
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:
Nicki Bluhm & The Gramblers - Little Too Late
The White Stripes - Ball and Biscuit
Nickodemus w/Antonio Lizana - La Noche
Peter Cat Recording Co. - Portrait of a Time
Sea Lemon - Cellar
"Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you." - Frank O'Hara
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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