so, i guess i really needed some sleep last night as i just completely passed out in my massage chair around 12:15. i woke up at 3:53 and was shocked. i didn't even do mom's eyes before she fell asleep. i apologized to her this morning about that. as usual, i'm guessing it was the gin.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
Georgie & Mandy's First Marriage was pretty funny last night.
i did watch some college hockey last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher.
the Yankees play tonight at home against the Giants.
so, i wrote 2 poems yesterday while mom was doing physical therapy. i typed those up after i watched the second half of the Manchester United game.
it was 1-1 when i started watching. United took a late lead and i honestly thought they could see the game out. silly me. they gave up a goal at the death of the game, 96th minute. 2-2 in the first leg against Lyon in the Europa League. second leg will be next week at Old Trafford.
i'll probably be on here tomorrow in the morning.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
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.
un viernes nublado
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:
Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks
The Black Keys - Beautiful People (Stay High)
Weezer - El Scorcho
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
Fun Lovin' Criminals - Scooby Snacks
"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:
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