another rainy day...

the rain is still going on. i am hoping it will be ending soon, but i have no clue. i spent most of today in pain. i was able to help mom pay her bills. as soon as i get this done, i have to add up all her stuff for her taxes. and then at some point, i would love to shave and shower tonight.

here are your 3 videos for this day of national poetry month:

the Yankees lost last night at home to the Marlins, 5-2. they are off tonight and start a series tomorrow night at Cleveland.

AEW Dynamite was ok last night. i laughed when i saw the CM Punk footage they were teasing. to release it with no audio makes no sense and it doesn't prove Punk to be a liar like so many were hoping. it would be nice if AEW would realize they are light years away from being on WWE's level, so just improve the product and give the fans a reason to watch. i don't think Tony Kahn has it in him to not be petty.

Abbott Elementary was hilarious last night.

The Masked Singer was crazy as usual.

American Horror Story was fucking nuts 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 Young Sheldon.

the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Philadelphia.

i should be on here tomorrow after i take mom to her accountant. of course, if she doesn't feel up to it, i will have to take all the paperwork there myself. thankfully, it is in town, so not a far drive.

i need to go get started on dinner.

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.

Otro día lluvioso

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:

Jane Bell - Mother Ate

GloRilla & Megan Thee Stallion - Wanna Be

Marcus King - Delilah

Michael Burks - Make It Rain

Sarah Shook & The Disarmers - Revelations

"Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure." - Mark Strand

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