hello frustration, it's me again...

 last night was one of those nights where it started so well and then ended like a fresh slice of hell. between the Rangers losing in OT, the Yankees blowing a lead late, to the thunderstorm hitting late at night, to writing 3 poems while my left arm is radiating like i'm having a heart attack... i find it funny that my first thoughts of suicide came 40 years ago. maybe the roulette wheel of death is finally stopping on me. good times.

the Rangers lost last night at Florida, 3-2, in OT. the Rangers played their best first period of the series and were up 1-0. they responded to that by sleepwalking more or less through the rest of the game. i wasn't thrilled with the penalties they took or the ones the refs invented. they could have called 3 different penalties on Florida before OT and course swallowed the whistle then. but the first fucking chance they could call one on the Rangers in OT, they did. now, do i think the league wanted to make damn sure this series was going back to MSG 2-2? yes, 100% sure of that. sad to say, but the Rangers best players have to start being their best players if they actually want to fucking win this series. Game 5 is Thursday night.

the New York Yankees lost last night at the Angels, 4-3. hopefully, they will find a way to win tonight.

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:

NXT was very good last night. two surprises that i never saw coming.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and NJPW.

i'm sure i will watch some of the NHL playoffs tonight.

grocery shopping was a pain today. my pinched nerve was really bothering me. didn't help that i had shitty, and i mean really shitty sleep last night. less than 2 hours in my bed and less than 3 hours in the massage chair. fuck me. and, i have had to go to Rite Aid two different times to get pills today. why it is so god damn hard to wait until you have all 3 filled and then text me to come get them... fuck me. 

i did write 3 poems last night. between the pain and anger, i felt like it was a good time to get that shit down on paper. hopefully, i will get some more written soon.

well, first shit of the day at 6 PM. i'm guessing that is a sign of impending doom.

i ordered mom's birthday gifts last night. amazingly, they are supposed to be here by Friday. 

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.

hola frustración, soy yo otra vez

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:

Pedro The Lion - Spend Time

Lavender Scare - I Hate Saturdays

Dehd - Mood Ring

Charlie Parr - Boombox

Goose - Hot Love & The Lazy Poet (Live)

"Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names." - John F. Kennedy

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