who doesn't love a quickie?

so, in a day where i've had a shit load of computer problems, boxed up more of my life, talked with a beautiful woman in Africa, and typed up a poem that was stuck in my head for two damn days, what do i come here to bitch about today?

IT'S FUCKING COLD OUTSIDE

a high temp of 13 today. holy shit, i can't wait to start loading up cars and vans to move my life in this shit. fuck me.

here's a quick view of my yesterday...

the New York Rangers blew another fucking lead (3-0) but held on this time to beat Columbus in a shootout (4-3). here are the highlights from the game:

i did watch a bit of the Academy Awards last night. here is the only thing i saw that i thought was worth anything:

the Sunday night shows were good. The Jinx took another twist that was fascinating. Girls was pretty funny. Togetherness was really good. Last Week Tonight had yet another brilliant 30 minutes of news and comedy: for example:

Total Divas was good as well last night.

Togetherness actually helped me finish the damn poem that was stuck in my head for two days. i didn't know how i was going to finish it and then something clicked while i was watching the show. i typed the poem up this afternoon (once the computer started working correctly again) and i really like it.

tonight is a true clusterfuck on television for me. Gotham, Monday Night Raw, and The Voice are all on at the exact same time. now, next week, when i FINALLY have a DVR, i will no longer have to bitch about this. but, for tonight, i guess the plan is to watch Gotham and then flip to The Voice and Monday Night Raw during the commercial breaks. since Raw is the night after a ppv, i will probably watch that more. but, i know if i'm up at 3 or 4 in the morning, i'll be playing catch up on YouTube with both shows. either that or hunting for boxes to fill up with old music and books. good times.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone had a great, wonderful weekend. if not, it could always be worse. you could be going to live next to the father of the cousin that molested you. anyone want that fresh slice of hell? or at the very least, would you like to help me pack a few boxes? just asking.

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:

Dinosaur Jr. - Feel the Pain
Neil Young - Rockin' In The Free World
Tedeschi Trucks Band - Learn How to Love
Korn - Freak on a Leash
Chuck Mead - Sittin' On Top of the Bottom

"To stimulate wildly weak and untrained minds is to play with mighty fires." - W.E.B. Du Bois

my start to the weekend

so after getting to bed later than i wanted to i was so fucking thrilled to wake up to 40! comments on this blog that i needed to remove. a few quick pointers. 1) if you are going to use a fake name, your comment will not be published. 2) if that fake name isn't that far off from the other fake name you tried to comment on this blog, not only is it sad and pathetic, but totally pissing me off. 3) and this is really only for the person involved in this, what part of you telling me you would never contact me again did you not comprehend? 4) i'm stubborn enough to keep up these bullshit games longer than even you would care for. 5) get the fuck over it already.

with that said, Manchester United quickly changed my mood this morning. a 2-0 win over QPR. Rafael with maybe the goal of the year or possibly his life and Ryan Giggs with a beauty in the second half. 15 points clear going into the massive game tomorrow of Manchester City vs. Chelsea. i'll be up to watch that one and hopefully see 2 teams struggle with the reality that all there is for them now is second place.

and of course, the good feelings only lasted so long. i listened to the Dayton Flyers run out of gas against UMass and lose by 10. a game they probably could have won if they would have remembered to rebound the ball. oh well, this season is more or less lost by now. i figure if i drop any expectations of them maybe they'll actually do something good. or maybe not.

not exactly looking forward to the New York Rangers game tonight. first, no Rick Nash (again). second, the injuries and the flu are catching up with them. lastly, Montreal is a house of fucking horrors for them. i will be interested to see if Christian Thomas makes his debut tonight. the kid has an unbelievable shot. might be the only bright spot if this game goes like the last few up there have gone.

hopefully i will be wrong.

tomorrow will be doing whatever i can to forget the Academy Awards are on. i didn't see one movie that is nominated. truly a matter of i couldn't care less who wins. i think i'll be a little more interested in what is going on with my fantasy hockey team. let alone the Daytona 500 and all that bullshit. and yes, i have a fantasy NASCAR team as well.

i heard from my publisher yesterday. Sofisticated White Trash should be hitting the streets in March. you have been warned.

music today:

Wu-Tang Clan - Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

"A classic is a book that doesn't have to be written again." - W.E.B. Du Bois