i knew i wasn't going to be able to see the game today because i would be out grocery shopping. i'm even happier i didn't bet on them to win today, just who was going to score. and i got that right. i saw that United got up 2-0 and i was very happy. then it was 2-1. no big deal. then United scored to make 3-1. next thing i know, i was done finding everything on the list and looked at my phone and the score was now 3-3. in a game that they had to WIN and they gave up 3 fucking goals when they rarely ever can score 3 fucking goals. fuck me. so now, they don't control their own destiny in the Champions League. last place in the group with one match to go.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
Wednesday, November 29, 2023
so happy i didn't watch Manchester United today...
grocery shopping went pretty well today. nothing was really crowded and i got everything on the list.
NXT was really good last night.
Name That Tune was pretty funny last night.
The Voice was very good last night. i can't wait for the live shows.
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and The Masked Singer.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Detroit.
i guess the kitchen renovation will start next week. they will be out here on Friday to go over the final plans. if everything goes as scheduled, it should be done a week before Christmas. i'm hoping it gets done earlier than that. so, i know that the next few days will be moving shit and figuring out where we are putting the microwave, the coffee makers, etc. should be quite the clusterfuck.
a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
until then 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.
hora de hacer la cena
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:
John Tejada - Simulacrum
Freekbass - Shut The Club Down
Kirk Smith - This Debt
Alex Vile - Stainless
Christone "Kingfish" Ingram - She Calls Me Kingfish (Live)
"I once made love for an hour and fifteen minutes, but it was the night the clocks are set ahead."
- Gary Shandling
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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