get hot, storm, rinse, repeat

we have now entered the never ending summer cycle of heat, humidity, storm, night, do it all over again. at one point yesterday, the thermometer we have outside read 115 on it. thankfully, it was directly in the sun at the time. most of the day though, it was over 90 degrees. so imagine my joy when i wake up this morning and it is already 80 degrees. fuck me.

my friend Paul did come over yesterday to watch the USA absolutely destroy Cuba 6-0. finally, they played a full 90 minutes. they will next play Jamaica in the semifinals of the Gold Cup. enjoy some highlights:

the New York Yankees lost yesterday 4-3. Pineda really only made 2 mistakes. sadly, they both ended up in the seats. but, at least they gave themselves a chance in the 9th, but the rally fell short. they go for the series win this afternoon.

Power last night was really good. it had a nice twist near the end that i truly wasn't expecting. it should make the next few weeks really interesting.

ROH was kind of disappointing last night. it was the 200th episode and they decided to treat most of it as a clip show. for someone who has seen most of the 200 episodes, this was just a trip back into recent memory. if it would have been the history of the company, it would have made more sense. and the main event of the show was great, but it couldn't save the previous 45 minutes.

now go enjoy some music, some humor and my reminder of why i like women with curves:

WWE Battleground is on tonight. so my usual Sunday night shows are going to become my late night/early Monday morning Sunday night shows. on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, The Strain, True Detective, The Brink, Ballers, Last Week Tonight, Ray Donovan and Masters of Sex. that is if the storms don't knock out the satellite feed like last night.

a thing just popped up on the computer saying the storms are going to hit in 2 hours. good times.

hopefully tonight at Battleground Kevin Owens takes the US Championship away from John Cena. that would make me a very happy man. as for the rest of the show, as long as Lesnar and Rollins have a classic, i'm ok with whatever else happens.

i went on a LinkedIn rampage last night tracking down people from my past. not sure if part of me is dying to come out of my cage or if i'm just a lonely fucker at times who gets sick of myself most days. welcome to my world.

that's all for me this morning. my ankle is starting to bother me, so i know rain is on the way. good times. i hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday. if it wouldn't be so damn hot and stormy i'd go downtown for the Blues Festival, but i can't see that happening.

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:

Able Danger - Let Go
Cypress Hill - How I Could Just Kill a Man (Live)
Thieves Like Us - Drugs In My Body
Kaleo - All the Pretty Girls
The Chemical Brothers - One Too Many Mornings

"Everyone has talent at twenty-five. The difficulty is to have it at fifty." - Edgar Degas

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

welcome to may

i'm not quite sure i'm over the heartbreaking hockey game from last night. i've tried music, other shit on television, drinking, sleep, a fucking shower... and i'm still thinking how the fuck can the New York Rangers give up the winning goal with 1.3 seconds left in the game. i suppose a better question really is, why the fuck was Dan Boyle on the ice at the end of the game to begin with? i mean i love the guy, he went to college with my sister, but he's clearly not one of the top d men on the team. and secondly, how the fuck do the refs miss the hit on Boyle that caused the turnover to begin with? i guess in the playoffs, player safety applies until the refs decide it doesn't. anyways, i really hope this was the wake up call the Rangers needed and come out tomorrow and win game 2. a good way to start is by recognizing that guy wearing #8 for Washington is one of the best players on the planet and someone should be on him at all fucking times. take away his time and space and frustrate the living shit out of him. it's painfully fucking obvious that whatever the fuck the game plan for game 1 was didn't work. sure, it was only a 2-1 loss, but the losing team was the rested team that looked like they had just got finished with a grueling 7 game series with a rival. and before i step off this soapbox... Krieder and Miller, shake it off and keep playing the way you play. Marty St. Louis.. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? Rick Nash... PLEASE WAKE THE FUCK UP AND BE THE GREAT PLAYER YOU ARE. that is all.

the shit on television was good last night. The Big Bang Theory was excellent. Louie was fucking great. The Comedians was sneaky funny this week. the show keeps getting better. and lastly, Lip Sync Battle was once again, much better than it should have been:

i was happy with what the New Orleans Saints did in the NFL Draft yesterday. they have an aging QB, so they went out and got a big Tackle to protect him. smart move. with their second pick, they got a middle linebacker that will compete for a starting job immediately. he's a good tackler and the defense stunk last season, so good move. here are videos of the players:

hopefully they will get 3 more players to fill some holes tonight. i wouldn't mind a couple more defenders and a WR.

the New York Yankees start a series in Boston tonight. i'll probably check that out at some point to take a nap.

i've been hunting music most of today. here's a local band that i'm really starting to get into. ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy Able Danger:

i also got some music on NoiseTrade today. i'll put some links down below in the music section.

and in case you need a smile on your face today, enjoy:

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i might try early in the morning. or it could be real late at night. tomorrow is one of the greatest sports clusterfucks i can ever remember. between the NFL Draft, New York Rangers game 2, Manchester United playing at the same time, Yankees up in Boston, a little thing called the Kentucky Derby, a Game 7 in the NBA playoffs and then the biggest boxing match in the last decade or more. you can see why i might be a little pressed for time.

i hope everyone enjoys the weekend. if you are betting on the horses, i like Dortmund to win the Kentucky Derby. if i am wrong, please forget it. if i get it right, i will remind everyone.

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:
Able Danger - Chaos (EP)
Leon Bridges - River
Shelby Lynne - Then & Now (EP)
Coves - Spectrum (EP)
Arcade Fire - Wake Up

"I wouldn't say that I'm particularly bothered or obsessed with detail." - Wes Anderson

and your pro wrestling video of the day: