always nice to see Derek Jeter put the first pitch of the game in the seats. and whoever gave A-Rod some juice (wink, wink), a huge thank you. or maybe it's all to shut up Michael Kay. and kudos to Phil Hughes for popping his cherry and pitching a complete game. always nice to see Verlander look human from time to time.
tried to watch team USA vs. Canada tonight but man, what a bore. Canada totally got fucking hosed on a shit call that cost them a goal. the boys looked tired and disinterested, a deadly combination. hope they find some energy real fucking quick, as World Cup qualifying starts very soon.
watched the end of the Heat and Celtics tonight. glad to see the officiating still sucks. Dr. Evil Stern must love that both series are 2-2 now.
didn't get to see Tiger's comeback win, as a children's telethon was on instead. but from what i hear, he must have found some good pussy this weekend.
be sure to check out my new poem "a crisp spring day" at The Camel Saloon. it's a good one. last post for links.
spent part of the day putting together box furniture with my mother. i don't wish this on my worst enemy.
not much music today, but what i did listen to came from the soul.
Otis Redding - Otis Blue
Charles Bradley - No Time for Dreaming
"He who is prudent and lies in wait for an enemy who is not, will be victorious." - Sun Tzu
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
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Showing posts with label Michael Kay. Show all posts
Sunday, June 3, 2012
sun shines on a dog's ass every once in a while
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Saturday, June 2, 2012
a sure sign of an impending apocalypse
no, it's not that the Yankees have won 2 games in a row. and no, it's not that Rafael Soriano was able to get the final 2 outs on just 2 pitches. no, it's not that A-Rod hit another meaningless home run just as that fat head asshole Michael Kay was bitching and moaning about A-Rod's lack of power.
no, it's not that the Celtics looked like they had life tonight against the Heat.
Johan Santana threw the first no-hitter in New York Mets history tonight. all those years, over 8,000 some games...
nothing disgusts me more than Mets fans happy. except maybe Red Sox fans.
if i wake up to a world tomorrow i'll be stunned.
may we all rest in peace. and perhaps, stop eating each other. what the fuck is up with all the cannibals in the news. are these fucking zombie shows that fucking good?
and now a quote from out in the blue somewhere
"An intellectual is a person who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex." - Aldous Huxley
no, it's not that the Celtics looked like they had life tonight against the Heat.
Johan Santana threw the first no-hitter in New York Mets history tonight. all those years, over 8,000 some games...
nothing disgusts me more than Mets fans happy. except maybe Red Sox fans.
if i wake up to a world tomorrow i'll be stunned.
may we all rest in peace. and perhaps, stop eating each other. what the fuck is up with all the cannibals in the news. are these fucking zombie shows that fucking good?
and now a quote from out in the blue somewhere
"An intellectual is a person who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex." - Aldous Huxley
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