a calamity of errors

 you ever have one of those days where if you truly had the chance, you wouldn't mind if death busted down the door and said hello? welcome to my morning. couldn't sleep worth a shit last night. i knocked over a pill bottle and can't fucking find it in my room. apparently, gravity isn't working in here anymore. i must have put the decimal point in the wrong place while making my morning bets. so, i'm truly hoping that wasn't a $100 fuck up this morning. the cherry on top was i almost got ran off the road on the way to the grocery store by a school bus. apparently, they are allowed over the yellow line if they fucking feel like it.

grocery shopping went fine today. my arthritis has been raging, but i am sadly fucking used to it now. i was thinking about it on the way home. i think i have been in some kind of pain for nearly every day of my life since the age of 15. 33 fucking years of it. and people wonder why death always seems to pop up in my mind.

here are your videos for this day of national poetry month:

the New York Yankees lost last night at Arizona, 7-0. well, i didn't think they were going to go undefeated. they are currently tied today 2-2, in the last game of the road trip.

NXT was very good last night. i can't wait for Stand and Deliver this weekend.

Dark Side of the Ring was great last night. 

Shogun was excellent last night.

here are your NBA highlights from last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, The Masked Singer and American Horror Story.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against the Devils. i really hope the Rangers fucking win tonight.

i have to take mom to the foot doctor tomorrow.

i may try to get the blog done before i have to do that. mostly because Manchester United plays Chelsea in the afternoon tomorrow.

i need to go figure out dinner for tonight.

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.

una calamidad de errores

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:

Cor.Ece & Bad Colours w/Life On Planets - Mars

Lava La Rue - Push N Shuv

Alejandro Escovedo - Bury Me

Lindsay Lou - Queen Of Time

The Jack Moves - Lionel Richie

"Never confuse the size of your paycheck with the size of your talent." - Marlon Brando

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