I'm doing a morning post today as I envision myself being busier than nine cats covering up shit in a windstorm this afternoon.
The Yankees had another great win last night, 4-2. Ichiro got his 4,000th professional hit, Alfonso Soriano hit the go-ahead HR to snap a 0-17 hitless streak, but I thought the best performance of the night came from David Huff. Absolutely tremendous work from him out of the bullpen. I really like how this team is playing right now. Of course, there was yet another injury last night. Hopefully they call up someone that can be useful immediately. If any of those players exist in AAA.
The Bridge last night was excellent. It had just about everything you could ask for in a show. At least everything I would ask for; sex, violence, a gruesome shot of a face getting blown off, and more twists and turns. I absolutely can not wait to see where the show goes next week.
Big Brother made me laugh last night. I can not believe Helen would think she would be safe. I will actually get to see the show this evening as there is no pre-season NFL game. I'm pretty sure Helen will be evicted, but I would love to see the look on Amanda's face if Helen walks right back in with the twist tonight.
As for Duck Dynasty, even when I was a bachelor living by myself, my place never looked that bad. And who has that much mustard in the refrigerator?
I sat down this morning and wrote out the out the three poems I needed to for the artist in Sweden. Hopefully he likes them. I'll be dusting off the old unpublished poems this weekend, hoping I find a gem or two to send him.
That is pretty much it for today. The Yankees play this afternoon, and I have more cleaning to do. Also, I'd love to get in a nap before I watch Big Brother and Wilfred this evening.
I do hope this finds everyone well and excitedly looking forward to the weekend.
Music:
M83. - Hurry Up, We're Dreaming
"I have so many different personalities in me and I still feel lonely." - Tori Amos
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Thursday, August 22, 2013
Sunday, July 28, 2013
the sweet smell of victory
so i slept in this morning and awoke to computer problems. thankfully, i know just enough that i can troubleshoot the little shit. and if that doesn't work, reboot. thankfully, that did work.
i've been really pleased so far with the response to the poems i've had published the last 2 days. a really nice shot of confidence.
after getting the animals fed and the trash down to the road, i settled in for the Yankees game. Jeter comes off the disabled list and hits the first pitch he sees into the stands. the man is a walking movie. Hughes was pitching, so i knew no lead was safe. he coughed up a 3-0 lead and a 5-4 lead. it was really nice to see Soriano have a great game, as well as Ichiro, and the Yankees win in a walk off. or as one reporter put it, a Jeter home run, Soriano game winning single and a win for Mo, say hello to your 2003 Yankees.
watched a little bit of the Brickyard 400 today. all 5 of my drivers on my fantasy team finished in the top 9. that will work.
that went right into team USA winning the Gold Cup 1-0 over Panama. i am so happy for them. they absolutely deserved this trophy. hopefully this gives them the momentum on the way to Brazil for the World Cup.
last night was a night of watching fights on tv. i caught the last hour of the UFC on Fox. and then a tremendous night of Boxing on Showtime. if you can catch a replay of that, i highly recommend it. and then another great episode of ROH. anytime i can see a show with a steel cage, chairs, tables, a fireball to the face, lighter fluid, and a few package pile drivers with Kevin Steen winning, i'm a happy boy.
tonight i'll bounce between Big Brother, The Newsroom, Ray Donovan and i'll humor myself with watching Total Divas. i'm tuning in for the behind the scenes shit from the WWE, i swear.
i really hope all those shows are great tonight. this has been a pretty damn good Sunday. a little unseasonably cool, but i really don't mind that.
here's hoping all is good in your neck of the woods.
music:
Joe Bonamassa - LIVE from nowhere in particular
"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other." - Abraham Lincoln
i've been really pleased so far with the response to the poems i've had published the last 2 days. a really nice shot of confidence.
after getting the animals fed and the trash down to the road, i settled in for the Yankees game. Jeter comes off the disabled list and hits the first pitch he sees into the stands. the man is a walking movie. Hughes was pitching, so i knew no lead was safe. he coughed up a 3-0 lead and a 5-4 lead. it was really nice to see Soriano have a great game, as well as Ichiro, and the Yankees win in a walk off. or as one reporter put it, a Jeter home run, Soriano game winning single and a win for Mo, say hello to your 2003 Yankees.
watched a little bit of the Brickyard 400 today. all 5 of my drivers on my fantasy team finished in the top 9. that will work.
that went right into team USA winning the Gold Cup 1-0 over Panama. i am so happy for them. they absolutely deserved this trophy. hopefully this gives them the momentum on the way to Brazil for the World Cup.
last night was a night of watching fights on tv. i caught the last hour of the UFC on Fox. and then a tremendous night of Boxing on Showtime. if you can catch a replay of that, i highly recommend it. and then another great episode of ROH. anytime i can see a show with a steel cage, chairs, tables, a fireball to the face, lighter fluid, and a few package pile drivers with Kevin Steen winning, i'm a happy boy.
tonight i'll bounce between Big Brother, The Newsroom, Ray Donovan and i'll humor myself with watching Total Divas. i'm tuning in for the behind the scenes shit from the WWE, i swear.
i really hope all those shows are great tonight. this has been a pretty damn good Sunday. a little unseasonably cool, but i really don't mind that.
here's hoping all is good in your neck of the woods.
music:
Joe Bonamassa - LIVE from nowhere in particular
"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other." - Abraham Lincoln
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
sometimes it rains so hard you can feel it in your bones
this post is brought to you by professional broadcaster, Primetime Sam Roberts. you can find episode 52 of his podcast, The Sam Roberts Show Online at iTunes, Stitcher, and at notsam.com. i'd also like to share a recent interview with Brooke Shields he did that i found pretty interesting.
always nice when the Yankees prove me wrong. they got some good pitching last night from Phil Hughes, a clutch hit from Ichiro (finally) and got the hammer of god to hold on in the 9th for a 4-3 win last night. probably the best win of the season so far. i was in and out of it for most of the game, but just happened to tune in when Ichiro got the hit. nice timing there. hopefully they can get the series win tonight.
as for the New York Rangers, they can't do anything easy to save their fucking lives. all they needed to do was beat one of the worst teams in the league and, given that Winnipeg lost last night, they would have been in the playoffs. so, they of course go out and lose 3-2. at least all they need is 2 damn points to get in now. no matter how hard they try, i can't see them being able to fuck that up.
i did catch most of The Voice last night. the knockout rounds should be cutthroat this season. i honestly believe this is probably the best talent they have had in any season so far.
as for Deadliest Catch, it once again showed why it's my favorite show on television. i can't wait to see how the backstabbing from last night plays out for the rest of the season.
a special thank you to BZ Niditch for the email. always nice to find out who is reading this blog when you actually had no clue they were.
the poet of the day on my Google+ page is Justin Hyde. Justin is one of the few poets that has come along in the last few years and absolutely blown me away with his work. do yourself a favor and do a quick search and enjoy.
we had a massive cold front move through last night. good thing i got the grass cut when i did. my back has been tighter than tight all day long. i know i'm in for a long one when stretching doesn't even help.
i did manage to type up the 2 poems i wrote the other day. i like them. i'll toss them into the soon to be sent out pile. i've got a few sitting around, enough for maybe 2 more submissions before the month is over.
music today:
Shrug - Everything's Blowing Up Roses
Outkast - ATLiens
"A person who knows how to laugh at himself will never ceased to be amused." - Shirley MacLaine
always nice when the Yankees prove me wrong. they got some good pitching last night from Phil Hughes, a clutch hit from Ichiro (finally) and got the hammer of god to hold on in the 9th for a 4-3 win last night. probably the best win of the season so far. i was in and out of it for most of the game, but just happened to tune in when Ichiro got the hit. nice timing there. hopefully they can get the series win tonight.
as for the New York Rangers, they can't do anything easy to save their fucking lives. all they needed to do was beat one of the worst teams in the league and, given that Winnipeg lost last night, they would have been in the playoffs. so, they of course go out and lose 3-2. at least all they need is 2 damn points to get in now. no matter how hard they try, i can't see them being able to fuck that up.
i did catch most of The Voice last night. the knockout rounds should be cutthroat this season. i honestly believe this is probably the best talent they have had in any season so far.
as for Deadliest Catch, it once again showed why it's my favorite show on television. i can't wait to see how the backstabbing from last night plays out for the rest of the season.
a special thank you to BZ Niditch for the email. always nice to find out who is reading this blog when you actually had no clue they were.
the poet of the day on my Google+ page is Justin Hyde. Justin is one of the few poets that has come along in the last few years and absolutely blown me away with his work. do yourself a favor and do a quick search and enjoy.
we had a massive cold front move through last night. good thing i got the grass cut when i did. my back has been tighter than tight all day long. i know i'm in for a long one when stretching doesn't even help.
i did manage to type up the 2 poems i wrote the other day. i like them. i'll toss them into the soon to be sent out pile. i've got a few sitting around, enough for maybe 2 more submissions before the month is over.
music today:
Shrug - Everything's Blowing Up Roses
Outkast - ATLiens
"A person who knows how to laugh at himself will never ceased to be amused." - Shirley MacLaine
Saturday, October 13, 2012
a happy morning
nice to see that CC understands it's always better to earn your money from the Yankees rather than just be an asshole and collect it. always nice when the big man goes 9 innings and gives the bullpen a rest before the next series, which starts tonight. hopefully the other bats that started to wake up, Ichiro, Granderson, Tex, can keep it up against Detroit. maybe a little revenge for last year. i do expect these games will have a much better chance of becoming slow pitch softball than the Baltimore series. a lot of Baltimore's players were playoff virgins. that's not the case with Detroit. anxiety has been replaced with experience. may the pitching continue to be great, may the bats come alive, and may all of Detroit's sluggers go cold.
welcome back to the US national team Eddie Johnson. a great, stunning 2 goals to save the team from disaster. now, advancing in World Cup qualifying is much closer to certain than before. and although this team frustrates the shit out of me, i'll give Jurgen Klinsmann credit for having the stones to leave Jozy off the roster and his replacement scores the 2 goals. hopefully they will take care of business next week and get the job done.
was nice to have baseball and soccer end right in time for my Friday addiction, Boss. great show, just not enough nudity this year. maybe the season finale next week will provide that fix.
a busy night tonight as the Yankees and Ohio State play at the same time. yet another night when i need that Elvis wall of televisions. i know my first purchase if i'm ever blessed with fuck you money.
music today:
Bob Dylan - Time Out Of Mind
Alyssa Sease - Lay Rest Your Soul EP
Escondido - Escondido EP
Humble Wolf - Paper Thin
"When deeds speak, words are nothing." - Pierre-Joseph Proudhon
welcome back to the US national team Eddie Johnson. a great, stunning 2 goals to save the team from disaster. now, advancing in World Cup qualifying is much closer to certain than before. and although this team frustrates the shit out of me, i'll give Jurgen Klinsmann credit for having the stones to leave Jozy off the roster and his replacement scores the 2 goals. hopefully they will take care of business next week and get the job done.
was nice to have baseball and soccer end right in time for my Friday addiction, Boss. great show, just not enough nudity this year. maybe the season finale next week will provide that fix.
a busy night tonight as the Yankees and Ohio State play at the same time. yet another night when i need that Elvis wall of televisions. i know my first purchase if i'm ever blessed with fuck you money.
music today:
Bob Dylan - Time Out Of Mind
Alyssa Sease - Lay Rest Your Soul EP
Escondido - Escondido EP
Humble Wolf - Paper Thin
"When deeds speak, words are nothing." - Pierre-Joseph Proudhon
Saturday, September 22, 2012
enjoying the misery of others
what a fucking day. had a surprising productive morning. checked the farm for damage from last night's storm, thankfully there was none. we got about an inch and a half of rain but you wouldn't know it with this 35 mph wind we've had all day long. got the paper and mail. made a trip to the store for eggs and milk. and decided to make a trip to the bank as well. got all that done and was back home before Ohio State played at noon.
knowing the spread for this game was 37 1/2, i knew what to expect. Ohio State will play like shit, down to its competition, still win easily but not cover. like clockwork, they win 29-15. never fails. back in my youth when i had money to burn, Ohio State made me a comfortable living for awhile. they have been like this my entire life it seems. too bad i'm poor now...
got some lunch and came back to find the Yankees giving back the 1 run lead they had when i left. after winning in a walk off last night as the satellite feed was cutting in and out, i wasn't counting on 2 days in a row. fast forward to the 13th inning, after the Yankees pissed away chances to win the game in earlier innings. for some reason the Yankees decided to pitch batting practice and Oakland took advantage. enter the bottom of the inning Oakland up by 4 runs (on 3 home runs). for the first time this season, the Yankees showed what every great Yankee team before has shown. no fucking worries, we're going to win. 3 straight hits, a passed ball, a sac fly and 2 run homer and holy shit, the game is now tied at 9. next inning and A-Rod should have won the game with a single but the runner on second base, a rookie playing in his first MLB game ever, misses 3rd base. fuck me. now 2 outs and Ichiro scores the winning run on a... WALK OFF ERROR. even better. given how i enjoy the misery of others so, i flipped over to the Oakland feed to laugh. their stunned disbelief tasted so good with my victory beer. still in first. 25 games over .500 for the first time since god knows when. hopefully a sweep tomorrow. and hopefully this will be the game that will provide them with a sense of belief when the playoffs come along.
my evening will consist of a nap while flipping between college football games. maybe i'll wake up for Saturday Night Live and Ring of Honor, maybe i won't. a ton of shit to do tomorrow. Manchester United plays in the morning. fantasy football lineups have to be finalized. and it's trash day as well. how i manage to do all that, make breakfast, feed the cats and not miss anything is beyond me. these are the days i miss the energy i had when i was on drugs.
music today:
Slayer - Seasons In The Abyss
"Good humor is the health of the soul, sadness is its poison." - Lord Chesterfield
knowing the spread for this game was 37 1/2, i knew what to expect. Ohio State will play like shit, down to its competition, still win easily but not cover. like clockwork, they win 29-15. never fails. back in my youth when i had money to burn, Ohio State made me a comfortable living for awhile. they have been like this my entire life it seems. too bad i'm poor now...
got some lunch and came back to find the Yankees giving back the 1 run lead they had when i left. after winning in a walk off last night as the satellite feed was cutting in and out, i wasn't counting on 2 days in a row. fast forward to the 13th inning, after the Yankees pissed away chances to win the game in earlier innings. for some reason the Yankees decided to pitch batting practice and Oakland took advantage. enter the bottom of the inning Oakland up by 4 runs (on 3 home runs). for the first time this season, the Yankees showed what every great Yankee team before has shown. no fucking worries, we're going to win. 3 straight hits, a passed ball, a sac fly and 2 run homer and holy shit, the game is now tied at 9. next inning and A-Rod should have won the game with a single but the runner on second base, a rookie playing in his first MLB game ever, misses 3rd base. fuck me. now 2 outs and Ichiro scores the winning run on a... WALK OFF ERROR. even better. given how i enjoy the misery of others so, i flipped over to the Oakland feed to laugh. their stunned disbelief tasted so good with my victory beer. still in first. 25 games over .500 for the first time since god knows when. hopefully a sweep tomorrow. and hopefully this will be the game that will provide them with a sense of belief when the playoffs come along.
my evening will consist of a nap while flipping between college football games. maybe i'll wake up for Saturday Night Live and Ring of Honor, maybe i won't. a ton of shit to do tomorrow. Manchester United plays in the morning. fantasy football lineups have to be finalized. and it's trash day as well. how i manage to do all that, make breakfast, feed the cats and not miss anything is beyond me. these are the days i miss the energy i had when i was on drugs.
music today:
Slayer - Seasons In The Abyss
"Good humor is the health of the soul, sadness is its poison." - Lord Chesterfield
Friday, September 21, 2012
poetry news, other musings, and shit heading into the weekend
this post is brought to you by Lee Thorn. be sure you check out his great blog here.
i heard back from 5AM on my poetry submission from back in August. lets just say i'll really have some fun pointing out where these rejected poems get published.
always fun to get a rejection notice on a Friday. let the drinking begin. especially when you know these were the good ones, the ones you saved to send to a "better" zine. may we all raise our glasses for piss poor taste.
got a haircut today. went into the barbershop i've gone to since i was a kid. the same guy who has cut my hair for over 30 years looked a bit shocked. i hadn't been in for almost a year. feels good to have the mop gone. and, i gave a little better tip than normal as well. it can't be easy running a barbershop in a town that's been dying for the past 20 years.
nice to see the Yankees sweep a shitty team for a change. big series this weekend against Oakland. hopefully the train can keep rolling. and hopefully Ichiro stays hot. he has turned back the clock. must be smelling the playoffs.
thankfully, i didn't change my pick last night in the Giants game. i almost did because of all the injuries. a rare moment where my guts didn't have shit for brains.
laughed my ass off last night at Wilfred and Louie. 2 of the best shows on TV.
hope everyone has a great weekend. if all my sports teams win, i will be flying high. happier than a dog with two pricks.
music today:
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting
Mumford & Sons - Sigh No More
"The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool." - Stephen King
i heard back from 5AM on my poetry submission from back in August. lets just say i'll really have some fun pointing out where these rejected poems get published.
always fun to get a rejection notice on a Friday. let the drinking begin. especially when you know these were the good ones, the ones you saved to send to a "better" zine. may we all raise our glasses for piss poor taste.
got a haircut today. went into the barbershop i've gone to since i was a kid. the same guy who has cut my hair for over 30 years looked a bit shocked. i hadn't been in for almost a year. feels good to have the mop gone. and, i gave a little better tip than normal as well. it can't be easy running a barbershop in a town that's been dying for the past 20 years.
nice to see the Yankees sweep a shitty team for a change. big series this weekend against Oakland. hopefully the train can keep rolling. and hopefully Ichiro stays hot. he has turned back the clock. must be smelling the playoffs.
thankfully, i didn't change my pick last night in the Giants game. i almost did because of all the injuries. a rare moment where my guts didn't have shit for brains.
laughed my ass off last night at Wilfred and Louie. 2 of the best shows on TV.
hope everyone has a great weekend. if all my sports teams win, i will be flying high. happier than a dog with two pricks.
music today:
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting
Mumford & Sons - Sigh No More
"The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool." - Stephen King
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
a couple of drinks into a Wednesday...
this blog post is brought to you by Frontier Communications. the worst fucking Internet connection i have ever had, and that includes the ten plus years i was on dial up. avoid this company like the fucking plague, they fucking suck.
you would think from that little diatribe i have had a shit day, but honestly it's the complete opposite. i've been trying to get on for the last hour to post my happiness. if it would be anything else, this computer would be in pieces.
so nice to see Andy Pettitte pitching again. gave the Yankees exactly what they needed. 5 shutout innings. of course, i turn away to watch some Champions League and the bullpen managed to turn the game into a stomach turner. but, great games from Ichiro and Swisher, a tack on run and game over. now, hopefully they go out and win the second game and have yet another day in first place.
speaking of the Champions League, nice win from Manchester United. i would prefer if we do score in the first 7 minutes in the next game, tack on a few more goals instead of having to defend for the next 90. also, MAKE A FUCKING PENALTY KICK. jesus christ, i can guarantee that is going to cost us sometime this season.
finale of Big Brother tonight. i'm hoping Dan gets rewarded for being a bastard this season. he's the only reason this season has been watchable.
music today:
William Fitzsimmons - NoiseTrade Sampler
Delta Rae - Live at Lincoln Theater
The Civil Wars - Live at Eddie's Attic
Kristy Lee - In This Room
"To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often." - Winston Churchill
you would think from that little diatribe i have had a shit day, but honestly it's the complete opposite. i've been trying to get on for the last hour to post my happiness. if it would be anything else, this computer would be in pieces.
so nice to see Andy Pettitte pitching again. gave the Yankees exactly what they needed. 5 shutout innings. of course, i turn away to watch some Champions League and the bullpen managed to turn the game into a stomach turner. but, great games from Ichiro and Swisher, a tack on run and game over. now, hopefully they go out and win the second game and have yet another day in first place.
speaking of the Champions League, nice win from Manchester United. i would prefer if we do score in the first 7 minutes in the next game, tack on a few more goals instead of having to defend for the next 90. also, MAKE A FUCKING PENALTY KICK. jesus christ, i can guarantee that is going to cost us sometime this season.
finale of Big Brother tonight. i'm hoping Dan gets rewarded for being a bastard this season. he's the only reason this season has been watchable.
music today:
William Fitzsimmons - NoiseTrade Sampler
Delta Rae - Live at Lincoln Theater
The Civil Wars - Live at Eddie's Attic
Kristy Lee - In This Room
"To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often." - Winston Churchill
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
same shit, different game
this season is driving me fucking nuts. same old bullshit, can't take advantage of chances, can't get runners over and can't get timely hits. best of all, you get a great pitched game from Garcia and take him out with one out in the 8th before he gets to 90 fucking pitches. then it takes 4 fucking pitchers to get the next 2 outs, but not before walking three and giving up a run on an infield single. what a fucking waste. lose 4-2. to top off this horseshit evening, Jeter, Ichiro and A-Rod all got hit by pitches. A-Rod has a non-displaced fracture on his left hand, so off to the disabled list. what was the Yankee response. nothing, as usual. can't wait for Joba to return and buzz a fucking tower or two. contemplating not watching the day game later on today just to give my stress level a chance to decrease. i know that probably won't happen, but it's a nice thought.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
leftovers
just a couple of nuggets that i didn't write about last night as i was busy falling asleep.
i totally enjoyed the 1000th episode of Monday Night Raw. i'm always up for a bit of nostalgia in something that i've watched for 35 of the 36 years i've been on this planet. what i liked the most was the return of the evil CM Punk. seeing him stand over The Rock and John Cena near the end of the episode made me very happy. as i said aloud to no one as i was watching, that's what you call passing the torch. i'm hoping the writers see it the way i do.
if anyone is interested to some links to my poetry that maybe aren't on this blog, please check out http://sites.google.com/site/losersincsite/.
got some decent rain this morning. wasn't so hard that it beat up what's left of the crops but was hard enough to hopefully penetrate the ground. at least that's what i'm hoping.
a hello to my friend in California. i hope you are doing well.
really looking forward to the season finale of Deadliest Catch tonight. one of my favorite shows of all time.
and after that is over, here's hoping the Yankees can make it two in a row. Sweaty Freddy against King Felix, so i'm not counting on much. maybe Ichiro knows some secrets. hopefully.
music today:
Grouplove - Never Trust a Happy Song
Fun. - Some Nights
TV on the Radio - Nine Types of Light
Ben Harper - The Will to Live
"It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book." - Friedrich Nietzsche
i totally enjoyed the 1000th episode of Monday Night Raw. i'm always up for a bit of nostalgia in something that i've watched for 35 of the 36 years i've been on this planet. what i liked the most was the return of the evil CM Punk. seeing him stand over The Rock and John Cena near the end of the episode made me very happy. as i said aloud to no one as i was watching, that's what you call passing the torch. i'm hoping the writers see it the way i do.
if anyone is interested to some links to my poetry that maybe aren't on this blog, please check out http://sites.google.com/site/losersincsite/.
got some decent rain this morning. wasn't so hard that it beat up what's left of the crops but was hard enough to hopefully penetrate the ground. at least that's what i'm hoping.
a hello to my friend in California. i hope you are doing well.
really looking forward to the season finale of Deadliest Catch tonight. one of my favorite shows of all time.
and after that is over, here's hoping the Yankees can make it two in a row. Sweaty Freddy against King Felix, so i'm not counting on much. maybe Ichiro knows some secrets. hopefully.
music today:
Grouplove - Never Trust a Happy Song
Fun. - Some Nights
TV on the Radio - Nine Types of Light
Ben Harper - The Will to Live
"It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book." - Friedrich Nietzsche
a totally bizarre day
let me start this out by saying hello to anyone who happens to stumble upon this blog. if you like what you see, please subscribe to the blog and tell a friend.
also, i still have broadsides for sale. if anyone is interested please contact me. if i have any left i'm thinking of possibly sending those copies to anyone who purchases my upcoming book, Sofisticated White Trash.
what a bizarre day today. or yesterday as i write this early tuesday morning. was probably listening to my 4th or 5th cd for the day, got done with watching porn and decided for shits and giggles to check out some sports sites. and holy shit. the New York Rangers finally got their man. Rick Nash. and they didn't have to give up any of the kids i was fearing they would lose in the deal. i'd like to thank the dumb asses that run the Blue Jackets for allowing us to steal your best player. if this finally brings the happiness i haven't had since 94 with that team, all the bullshit and waiting would be totally worth it. congrats to Slats for highway robbery.
and then the stunner.
basking in the glow of the Nash trade, i happen to see a little blurb that Ichiro was traded to the Yankees. a nice holy fucking shit moment as this came out of nowhere. would have been great if it happened a decade ago, but i think he still has a little gas left in the tank. the Yanks gave up 2 arms that were never going to help us now or down the line, so it's not much of a risk.
and the best thing of all
the fucking Yankees finally won. 4-1. great pitched game from Kuroda. Ichiro had a hit and stolen base. A-Rod hit a home run about a mile and the bullpen did their job finally. totally insane seeing Ichiro in that uniform after all these years. but if he helps them win another championship, i'll gladly enjoy welcoming another mercenary into the family. almost reminds me of 96 when Cecil Fielder went to the Yankees. good times.
so happy to see the NCAA grow a set of nuts and give Penn St. what they deserved. hopefully the punishment is the gift that keeps on giving. as a victim of child sexual abuse, all of them that covered for that fucking monster can all rot in hell for what i care.
saw that asshole who shot up the theater in Colorado in court today. guess i know what color i won't be using for my hair anytime soon.
music for today:
The Band - The Last Waltz (Box Set)
Alabama Shakes - Boys & Girls
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa - Don't Explain
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting
Beastie Boys - The In Sound From Way Out!
Eminem - Recovery
AC/DC - High Voltage
"I was the kid next door's imaginary friend." - Emo Philips
also, i still have broadsides for sale. if anyone is interested please contact me. if i have any left i'm thinking of possibly sending those copies to anyone who purchases my upcoming book, Sofisticated White Trash.
what a bizarre day today. or yesterday as i write this early tuesday morning. was probably listening to my 4th or 5th cd for the day, got done with watching porn and decided for shits and giggles to check out some sports sites. and holy shit. the New York Rangers finally got their man. Rick Nash. and they didn't have to give up any of the kids i was fearing they would lose in the deal. i'd like to thank the dumb asses that run the Blue Jackets for allowing us to steal your best player. if this finally brings the happiness i haven't had since 94 with that team, all the bullshit and waiting would be totally worth it. congrats to Slats for highway robbery.
and then the stunner.
basking in the glow of the Nash trade, i happen to see a little blurb that Ichiro was traded to the Yankees. a nice holy fucking shit moment as this came out of nowhere. would have been great if it happened a decade ago, but i think he still has a little gas left in the tank. the Yanks gave up 2 arms that were never going to help us now or down the line, so it's not much of a risk.
and the best thing of all
the fucking Yankees finally won. 4-1. great pitched game from Kuroda. Ichiro had a hit and stolen base. A-Rod hit a home run about a mile and the bullpen did their job finally. totally insane seeing Ichiro in that uniform after all these years. but if he helps them win another championship, i'll gladly enjoy welcoming another mercenary into the family. almost reminds me of 96 when Cecil Fielder went to the Yankees. good times.
so happy to see the NCAA grow a set of nuts and give Penn St. what they deserved. hopefully the punishment is the gift that keeps on giving. as a victim of child sexual abuse, all of them that covered for that fucking monster can all rot in hell for what i care.
saw that asshole who shot up the theater in Colorado in court today. guess i know what color i won't be using for my hair anytime soon.
music for today:
The Band - The Last Waltz (Box Set)
Alabama Shakes - Boys & Girls
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa - Don't Explain
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting
Beastie Boys - The In Sound From Way Out!
Eminem - Recovery
AC/DC - High Voltage
"I was the kid next door's imaginary friend." - Emo Philips
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