i'm sure i'm not the only one that felt that punch to the gut today when the news hit that Pee Wee Herman was dead. Paul Reubens played that character so damn well that you can't imagine anyone else on earth ever doing it. i remember watching the Pee Wee Herman Show when i was probably too young to watch it. and then came the movies, Pee Wee's Playhouse, etc. that always made me laugh. and it taught me a valuable lesson in how uncomfortable can be fucking hilarious. to know that cancer was the reason for his death at 70 years old crushed me. cancer is probably one of the things i hate the most in this world. thank you for allowing a young kid to laugh at stupid shit and actually have fun.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
Monday, July 31, 2023
part of my childhood has died...
response from Cajun Mutt Press
i heard back from Cajun Mutt Press on my poetry submission from a few weeks ago. my poem "my previous self" has been accepted for publication on August 16th.
Sunday, July 30, 2023
supposed to be less humid today...
but when the feels like temp is still near 100... i'm not sure less humid is really a relief.
the Yankees won last night at Baltimore, 8-3. hopefully, they will win the series tonight.
Saturday, July 29, 2023
trying to sleep through a thunderstorm...
we had some pretty strong storms come through here last night. i know i didn't sleep well. when i woke up, the comforter was on the floor and the body pillow i have at the top of my bed was behind my back. the joy of tossing and turning all night.
the Yankees lost last night at Baltimore, 1-0. yet another Gerrit Cole outing wasted. hopefully, they will win tonight.
Friday, July 28, 2023
welcome to the weekend...
so, one thing i hate about living out or near the country is when it gets really hot and humid and all you can smell is fresh manure. fuck me. that was exactly what it smelled like when i walked out of Rite Aid today. after that, i went to go get my new glasses. much to my surprise, the place closed at 1 PM. figures, they are all young and want to live and not work on a Friday. but shit, i wish i would have known. i guess i will get my new glasses on Monday now. after that, i went to Dollar Tree to look for some new binders. i needed to get a few after my order from Repacked Wax showed up today. i found 3 at Dollar Tree for $7. that will do the trick. best card i got today from the Repacked Wax order was a 1978 Topps Joe Morgan. it looked to be in damn near perfect condition.
i did watch plenty of the Leagues Cup last night.
Thursday, July 27, 2023
nothing like aching in the heat...
my back pain is pretty constant anymore and the only thing that helps is ice. so, this heatwave isn't exactly a good thing, at least for me. i know plenty of people that love this shit. i'm not one of them. and given how the humidity messes with my mother's Meniere's Disease, it gives me a whole new set of worries. joy.
the Yankees won last night against the Mets, 3-1. they are off tonight and start a series tomorrow at Baltimore. i think The Captain might actually be back for that.
Wednesday, July 26, 2023
i believe i was in the ice cream aisle...
when i got the alert (maybe 30 of them total) that Sinead O'Connor was dead. a flood of memories hit me. i remember when i first saw her video for Nothing Compares 2 U and immediately thought of my girlfriend at the time, whom i am still friends with to this day. growing up an artsy kid who kind of hid that part of his life at times because of the love of sports, etc., Sinead's music always had a place in my soul. this news today really hit me much harder than i thought it would. may you finally be at peace.
Tuesday, July 25, 2023
nothing like finishing the dishes at 4 in the morning
it was a late one last night/this morning. i was up watching the Women's World Cup, as was my mother. i knew i needed to get the dishes done. when mom decides she wants to cook, she dirties up as many dishes and pots and pans as possible it seems. i'm a little more simple when i cook. one or two skillets and away we go. i got all the dishes done by 4 in the morning. i was dead tired and there was mom playing some game on her iPad. i laughed and asked her what she wanted for brunch in the morning as i knew there was zero chance she would be up before noon. i was asleep by 5 AM and up again at 9:20 this morning. joy.
i did make it to Rite Aid today to pick up the prescription i knew was ready and one that i had no clue was being refilled. at least there was no cost for either.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
poetry update
i sent out 15 poems tonight. 3 to that compilation about paranoia that i was asked to send stuff in for and 12 to The Beatnik Cowboy for more poems for the featured writer part of Best Of Vol. 5. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.
Monday, July 24, 2023
the start of a hot and humid week...
this week will be nothing but hot and humid weather. not the greatest of times for us fat people. i could take 10 showers this week and still feel everything sticking to me. i like to think if there is a hell, this would be the closest version of it. i was out in it a little today as i had to return some things for mom. thankfully, it didn't take that long.
the Yankees won yesterday at home, sweeping the Royals, 8-5. they are off tonight and start a series tomorrow night at home against the Mets.
Sunday, July 23, 2023
response from The Beatnik Cowboy
i heard back from the fine folks at The Beatnik Cowboy on my recent poetry submission. my poems "from across the street" and "the threat of mercy killings" have been accepted for publication in The Best of The Beatnik Cowboy Volume #5, which will come out later this year. in even better news, it appears that i will be the featured writer in the issue.
at least i got a few hours of sleep...
so, i was up last night watching the Women's World Cup between washing the dishes and texting the spanish princess. was one of the few nights here lately where i wasn't swimming in a sea of pain. i wish i could say the same for today.
i made breakfast this morning and of course, my arthritis had to be raging. and then my bad back decided it wanted some attention while i was making some eggs. it never fails. if i get more than a few hours where i feel pain free i'm going to pay for it and feel like i'm crippled. these are the days where i wish i could get so fucking high that i would get worried about ever coming back down.
the New York Yankees won yesterday at home against the Royals, 5-2. they are currently up in today's game, 4-0. hopefully, they will get the sweep.
Saturday, July 22, 2023
the fun of not sleeping...
for some fucking reason last night, i couldn't fall asleep. now, this happens sometimes when i am writing and my brain just gets going and never stops. last night wasn't one of those nights. sometimes the alcohol gets me going. not one of those either. anyways, i didn't fall asleep until almost 5 AM. i woke up a little before 10 and my mother was already awake. and the problem with that is, i know i am already hours behind. joy.
the USWNT defeated Vietnam last night, 3-0. next, they will play the Netherlands on Wednesday night.
the New York Yankees won last night at home over the Royals, 5-4. hopefully, they will win again this afternoon.
response from Synchronized Chaos...
i heard back from Cristina on my recent poetry submission. my poems "the desire to even play the game", "hands on his hips", "standing out in the rain", "enough is enough" and "that inevitable never fucking ending hill" have been accepted for publication.
Friday, July 21, 2023
welcome to the weekend...
so, i did notice this morning that Tony Bennett died. talk about a fucking life. he certainly put just about everything into his 96 years.