i might have got almost 5 hours of sleep last night. some weird dreams, but that's nothing new. the grocery shopping went pretty well today. i got really lucky with getting gas today at Kroger. i had $1 off to use, so i ended up getting gas for $1.65 after that $1 off. as soon as i got done filling up, the price changed to $3.09. add in that the woman running the cash register today didn't scan my Dial Body Wash... the little victories mean so much these days.
The Voice last night was really good.
both episodes of St. Denis Medical were hilarious last night.
the New York Rangers lost last night at home to Winnipeg, 6-3.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, The Masked Singer, Abbott Elementary and Inside the NFL.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Ball St. Dayton is 16.5 point favorites tonight. hopefully, they win by more than that.
it is supposed to rain here tonight, so i'm really hoping Dayton wins to temper the misery that will be going on in this house of arthritis.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get mom's eyedrops from Kroger. they of course texted her 2 hours after i was done shopping saying they were ready. good times.
i guess the convicted felon president elect is only going to select those that kiss his fat ass the best to be in his cabinet. i'm fully convinced now that he's going to try to fuck the constitution and just stay in the job until he dies. i guess democracy was a hell of an experiment. as Burroughs said years ago, humans are the disease. we will fuck anything up given enough chances to do so. what i am really going to love is when 70 million people start bitching that their taxes went up. and what a joy this dystopian nightmare will be with no regulations and no checks and balances.
i will hopefully write some poems tonight. i have a few ready to go and a place in mind to send them.
i need to get going on dinner, so that's all for me today kids...
until tomorrow...
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.
Un día frío y triste
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:
Waking April - Rules
Grant Lee Buffalo - Mockingbirds
Chris Stapleton - Cold
Dorothy - Flawless
In This Moment - Whore
"Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well." - Robert Louis Stevenson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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