i told mom last night that when she got up today, i would turn the furnace off and open up the house. as usual, she can't remember these conversations. so, when she finally got out of bed at 2 PM today, she was surprised the house was still closed up and i was napping in my massage chair. she thought i would just open the house this morning. i said i would have, but when i talked to you at 10 AM, you said you were cold. i just imagine what her life would be like if i didn't have any patience left.
the New York Rangers won last night at Minnesota, 3-2, in OT.
Georgie & Mandy's First Marriage was pretty funny last night.
i did write a poem last night about the blood moon. well, sort of about it. i was hoping to write more but only the one poem came to me.
i think i figured out why i am not sleeping well these days. the pinched nerve in my left shoulder is back. must be spring soon.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight in the A10 tournament. they will play St. Joe's around 7:30 tonight on Peacock. if Dayton wins, they will advance to the semifinals tomorrow afternoon.
Manchester United won yesterday at home in the Europa League over Real Sociedad, 4-1. Bruno had a hat trick. the game had 3 penalty kicks, a red card, just about everything.
i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow, most likely.
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.
Por fin conseguí apagar la calefacción
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:
Ebba Asman - Did I Go?
Elijah Delgado - Hide And Seek
Robert Earl Keen - Gringo Honeymoon (Live)
Joe Bonamassa - Midnight Blues (Live)
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, we're under a tornado watch until midnight. damn good thing i started my laundry this morning. the third load is in the dryer right now. between that, updating my iPhone and getting the appointment for the oil change for the Highlander set, this has been a day of constant fucking chaos. i did sneak in a little nap. i almost managed three hours straight of sleep last night. at least when i woke up at 8 this morning, i actually felt like i got some rest. that was a change.
AEW Dynamite was really good last night.
both episodes of Abbott Elementary were very funny last night.
The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight (weather permitting) will be Young Sheldon and NJPW.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight in the A10 tournament against Duquesne. hopefully, Dayton will beat them for the 3rd time this season.
the New York Rangers play tonight at Tampa.
i have clothes to go fold...
laundry is all done now.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get back home from taking mom to her appointment in the afternoon.
i did make the oil change for Tuesday afternoon next week.
now, i have to figure out dinner. part of me just wants to order a fucking pizza so i can sit back and relax tonight. the other part of me knows there is plenty of food in the house.
decisions, decisions...
oh, for those of you keeping track of such things, when i got the blog done last night, i made mom go out walking with me. we went around the cul de sac in about 15 minutes. she's like a puppy sometimes when she gets outside... so excited she doesn't realize how fast she is walking with her rollator. if i had her on a leash, i would have had to pull it a few times...
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.
reemplazando el dolor
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:
GC OConnor - Love on High
Optometry - Wrong Thing
Mitch Rowland - All The Way Back
SZA - Snooze
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World
"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
we got some more snow today. nothing like they are getting in the Northeast, but more than i want in the middle of fucking March. the contractor did get mostly done today. for some fucking reason, mom told him not to bother with the cardboard, that i would put it in the recycling tonight. i guess she didn't know there was 4 boxes full of shit left in the garage. that took me a hour to get through. my back will be total shit now for the rest of the week. joy.
i never made it to Rite Aid today, so i guess that will be my first stop tomorrow.
The Voice was very good last night.
Monday Night Raw was very good last night.
Perry Mason was excellent last night.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT, two episodes of MLW, The Voice and That's My Jam.
i will probably watch some of the First Four tonight.
the New York Knicks play tonight at Portland.
the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Washington.
i should be on here tomorrow probably after i get the grocery shopping done.
i did catch a little of the Champions League today.
my back is killing me, so that's all for me today.
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.
el baño se ve muy bien
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:
Grove - Feed My Desire
Tash Sultana - James Dean
SUSU - Mine
Hole - Softer, Softest
DJ Shadow & Little Dragon - Scale It Back
"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, the year i don't get tickets to the First Four at UD Arena, Indiana, Notre Dame and Wright State are all playing there. fuck me. i was totally fucking shocked last night when it was revealed that Dayton was the first team left out of the big dance. since Davidson didn't win over Richmond, it meant that Richmond basically took Dayton's spot in the tournament. that was a punch to the dick. Dayton is a 1 seed in the NIT. i personally couldn't give two shits about that tournament, but of course everyone involved with Dayton holds it in high regard since it reminds all the old fucks about the glory days in the 50's and 60's. i have Gonzaga winning it all, beating Kansas in the finals. so much parody this season, i won't be shocked if i am completely wrong.
Billions was excellent last night.
Super Pumped: The Battle for UBER was really good last night.
Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.
Game Theory with Bomani Jones was excellent last night.
Power Book IV: Force was really good last night.
Shining Vale was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw and Better Things.
i did listen to episode 386 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can listen to that by going here:
NFL free agency started today. i'm hoping the New Orleans Saints get the right QB, especially with that piece of fucking shit Tom Brady coming back to Tampa Bay after retiring a month ago.
the New York Yankees made a trade last night that shocked the shit out of me.
i have to take mom to her physical therapy this afternoon. i'm hoping to get a few poems written while i am there.
tomorrow is going to be a little nuts. i have to take mom in the morning to get her injection for her back. she desperately needs that. and then in the afternoon, i have to take her to the doctor that treated her skin cancer to see what he thinks about how her lip is healing. i think it looks much, much better than before. so, i'm hoping he gives the all clear and she will be done with that for now.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
until then...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck Putin.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
el clima está empezando a sentirse bien otra vez
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:
Helixx C. Armageddon - Rollercoaster
merci, mercy - Sick To My Stomach
Pleasure Venom - Lose It
Shakey Graves - Unlucky Skin
Grace Pettis - I Ain't Your Mama
"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so just my fucking luck, last night my sinuses blew up and i'm draining snot like a motherfucker. i guess it's a good thing i have a doctor's appointment on Monday.
the snow started this morning, thankfully after i got the newspaper. holy fuck, maybe the world is coming to an end.
my sister did make it down here. she's going to be here a few hours i think.
Smackdown last night was pretty interesting. i give the WWE credit for doing the show at the performance center with no fans and still making it entertaining.
205 Live was very good last night as well.
Real Time with Bill Maher was great last night.
The Trade was very interesting last night.
High Maintenance was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
i will probably watch that UFC event from Brazil this afternoon. and for some fucking reason, the Mexican league is still playing soccer, so i will probably watch that sometime today as well.
i'm really going to try to either get some more sleep today or get some poems written.
considering i started this day off coughing hard enough that i pissed my pants, there should be plenty of poems that need to get out of my head quickly.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday. stay healthy.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
until then...
el final está cerca
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:
Tom Waits - 16 Shells from a Thirty-Ought Six (Live)
Natalie Merchant - Space Oddity (Live)
Antony - If It Be Your Will (Live)
Chris Cornell - Nothing Compares 2 U (Live)
"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i'm typing this while where i live is currently under a tornado warning. i am at the point of my life now where if i am meant to die, so be it. needless to say, i'll get the blog done and probably take a nap.
our power went out this morning for a little over a hour. mom called the place where she does physical therapy and cancelled her appointment. 10 minutes later, the power came back on.
arthritis has been winning the day in this house.
NXT was really good last night.
Drop The Mic was excellent last night.
You're The Worst was great last night.
the New York Rangers lost last night at Vancouver, 4-1. the refs certainly did them no favors in the game. i love that the Canucks fans were complaining that the refs were screwing "them" so they wouldn't get the #1 pick in the draft. what a shit show.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight (hopefully) will be Vice News Tonight, Will & Grace, Better Things and Desus & Mero.
the New York Yankees tied last night and today. neither game was on television.
i had to go to the local grocery store to get some bread this afternoon. mom wanted some Taco Bell while i was out. i hate being out in public when my arthritis is raging. i'm waiting to have the cops called on me because i look like i could kill someone. i guess time will tell.
i'll be on here tomorrow after i get the rest of the grocery shopping done. it will hopefully be long before the Dayton Flyers play tomorrow night.
until then kids...
i'm off to go watch the radar...
La madre naturaleza no me matará, al menos no todavía.
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:
Cisco Adler - Don't Kill My Buzz
G. Love & Special Sauce - Who's Got The Weed
Rob Zombie - Pussy Liquor
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
well, i think i have finally figured out how to get 5 hours of sleep in a row. don't go to bed until six in the morning. when i woke up and saw it was 11 AM i started to laugh. what's a good breakfast to eat at noon?
yesterday was one of those days where i'm truly happy i'm a poet. i'm well adjusted enough that when shit goes sideways, i know how to swallow my anger and vent it in a somewhat productive way.
when mom and i got to the basketball game yesterday, we got a program and went to find our seats. mom believed the seats were in the back row two sections over from where we normally sit. well, it was in the back row all right. the row that was nothing but chairs meant to be moved for wheelchairs. just fucking lovely. about two minutes into sitting there mom looked over at me and said this is going to kill your back isn't it? i said yeah, but i'm sure i'll be able to channel that pain somewhere. it was at that time i had learned Manchester United had got knocked out of the Champions League by Sevilla. to say i was seething would be an understatement.
mom said next time she'll let me handle the tickets. i agreed, considering this is two straight years she has managed to fuck something up. i guess it's getting to that point where i have to be the asshole son.
the First Four games were pretty good last night. Radford defeated LIU Brooklyn 71-61.that was their first win in tournament history. our seats were behind the Radford section. that had a good number of fans rooting for them. they had a player from Cincinnati on their roster, so i think that helped. in the second game, the Dayton fans kept their word and made Saint Bonaventure feel at home. and it worked. Saint Bonaventure defeated UCLA 65-58. that was their first win in the tournament since 1970. we got out of the parking lot right around midnight. joy.
we went to Waffle House after the game. that's basically the only thing that is open in Brookville at that hour. unless we wanted to eat gas station food. our waitress at Waffle House was in a pissy mood and the cook was new. these are the nights the world should he happy i don't carry a fucking gun with me.
once we got home, i started watching everything that recorded. thankfully, all of it did record, even though the snow fucked with the recording of Vice News Tonight.
oh, to top off everything, about 3 minutes after i got home i found out that Stephen Hawking died. to the man that actually got me interested in science after all the teachers in my life had failed, thank you.
The Voice was pretty good last night. the blind auditions are now over. now the fun truly begins.
Smackdown was much better last night. i did enjoy the Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn brutal beatdown of Shane McMahon.
205 Live was excellent last night. Cedric Alexander vs. Roderick Strong was very good.
Baskets was pretty funny last night.
Hate Thy Neighbor was all about feminism last night. a very interesting show to watch bleary eyed at 5 in the morning.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and The X-Files. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Pittsburgh. the Rangers are starting their backup goalie again. this makes me pretty happy. they might as well see what the kids can do before they have to start making decisions in the summer.
the First Four games tonight are:
NC Central vs. Texas Southern
Arizona State vs. Syracuse
mom will be happy as at least we know there will be good bands at the game. my penis did enjoy the fact that UCLA brought their cheerleaders and dance team last night.
i figure i'll be on here sometime in the afternoon tomorrow. i'm going to go stretch out and hopefully take a giant shit.
hope you enjoy the visual.
cuando veo las estrellas, entiendo lo insignificante que realmente somos
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:
Bishop Briggs - River
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
The Rolling Stones - Happy
R.E.M. - Nightswimming
"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i haven't been outside yet, but it doesn't look like we got much more snow overnight. i don't think we got an inch even. but, it does look windy as hell out there, so i'm guessing it feels much more like early January than mid March.
i did watch Cries from Syria last night. the first scene of the documentary will stay with me until the day i die. it was a very powerful documentary, overwhelming at times. i highly recommend checking it out if you get a chance.
i did like a few of the performances last night on The Voice.
the New York Rangers lost last night to Tampa Bay 3-2. the loss doesn't hurt that much as Tampa needed the points much more than the Rangers do. i like where the Rangers are right now in terms of playoff seeding. the first wildcard spot would put them against the other division in the playoffs. that's an easier path than trying to go through the toughest division in hockey.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i think it was the last time they are going to be at that building in Detroit, so they pulled out all the stops. HBK showed up, HHH beat the shit out of Seth Rollins, who was saving Mick Foley, etc. etc. you can definitely tell WrestleMania is coming up quickly.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, WWE Smackdown and The Voice. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight or tomorrow on WWE Network.
i'll be at the First Four games tonight at UD Arena. the first game will be Mount St. Mary's vs. New Orleans. the second game will be Wake Forest vs. Kansas State. hopefully, it will be two good games of basketball.
that's all for me kids. i have trash to pickup and plenty of things to do before i get ready to go to the games tonight.
oh, just remembered, i heard back from Hobo Camp Review on my query about the poems i sent last year. more or less, they were forgotten about and are no longer under consideration. that always makes me happy.
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:
Brett Dennen - Queen of the Westside
Low - Stay
Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man (Live)
Guided by Voices - Don't Stop Now
"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination." - Albert Einstein
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so i was driving mom home from a doctor's appointment this afternoon and it was raining pretty hard. as we were listening to the radio, they broke in to say there was a tornado warning for where we live. now, i have been one of those guys that has been fascinated with weather since i was a child. so, i did what i thought was best; drive to where the tornado warning was. as we got closer, i looked for anything that looked like a funnel cloud. since i didn't see anything and mom wanted something for lunch, i went to Arby's. after we got the food, we headed home. by this time, the warning had been cancelled. so we sat down to eat lunch. as we were eating, the tornado sirens went off. we both sort of just looked at each other and then kept eating. i guess mom has the same attitude about death that i do. if it's my time, it's my time, fuck it. a couple hours later i started to see video from about a mile or two from here of a funnel cloud that took off a roof and destroyed a barn. that's the closest i've been to one in about a decade. so, just another average Monday.
the rain has been pretty constant since yesterday afternoon. it rained a little on the drive up to Columbus for the hockey game yesterday. but it must have rained for the entire game as my arthritis was fucking killing me. the game was pretty boring as Tampa was killing Columbus for most of it. i did enjoy the Columbus fans getting all over Tampa's goalie for diving, and on the refs for taking away a goal that should have counted. Tampa won 4-0.
after the game, we went out to eat. i wanted to see some of the Selection Sunday show, mostly to see where the Dayton Flyers would be going. we got a table in time to see most of the show. now, i had no clue at this point that the bracket had already been leaked online. so i was pretty nervous when Dayton was one of the last teams announced. Dayton got a 7 seed and plays against Syracuse in St. Louis on Friday. they beat Syracuse a couple of years ago on their way to the Elite 8, so i'm guessing Syracuse might want some revenge. if Dayton can get past them, they will most likely play Michigan State. fuck me. if they somehow pull off the miracle and reach the Sweet 16, i have no fucking clue how they keep Archie Miller as their coach. he's young and obviously a fucking miracle worker. this is the first time Dayton has made the tournament in 3 straight seasons since the late 60's.
it rained the entire drive home. mom wasn't feeling good at all. she told me that the hockey game was just too much for her anymore and she won't be getting those tickets again next year. this makes me wonder how she'll be when we're supposed to go to Cleveland to see the New York Yankees play in July.
i caught up on all the Sunday shows when we got back home. Vinyl was really good this week. Girls was very good, great ending. Togetherness was great once again. Shameless was brilliant as always. Billions had a perfect ending this week. that show is sneaky great. and Last Week Tonight was awesome as usual.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, Gotham and an interview with Dan Patrick. i will be watching Monday Night Raw.
thankfully, i didn't watch much of the New York Rangers yesterday. they lost to Pittsburgh 5-3. talk about a wasted weekend.
i did see that Manchester United scored a late goal to get a 1-1 draw with West Ham. this means they have to play the game again, this time at West Ham. if United can somehow win that game (not likely), they will play Everton in the FA Cup semifinals.
a big thank you to Juan Pablo Montoya for winning yesterday so i could actually have a victory beer.
i have spent most of today filling out brackets at various websites for March Madness. most of them i have either North Carolina, Kansas or Michigan State winning it all. it would not surprise me at all if someone else wins it this season.
i did listen to the latest Sam & Cathy podcast today. brought back some memories of the farm:
so, as i was driving my truck to the mechanic today (new tires, oil change, etc) my left arm started to throb beyond belief. of course, i had no pain pills on me, so i did the next best thing. turned the radio up loud and stomped on the fucking gas. needless to say, i left my mother in the dust. i was a little surprised that my truck could still get up to 60 mph and not start to fall apart.
had a nice oh shit moment last night. the local fire department was doing a controlled burn/practice scenario on the road behind us. of course, they never bothered to inform the public of this. so, you can imagine my thoughts when i look out the window and see a huge fucking fire less than a mile away from the farm. with the damn wind blowing. they appreciated the phone call but said they had everything under control.
Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. can't go wrong with CM Punk getting fucked over as this will only make him more bitter (which actually makes him better) and seeing Daniel Bryan on top of a steel cage to end the show was classic. i guess he could only stomach the Wyatt Family for a couple of weeks. i'm the same way with my family.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Tampa. i'm hoping the game is good enough to keep my mind off of the pain.
i'll be upping my sleeping pills tonight in hopes that i get more than 4 hours of sleep. and i will make sure to take them long after a hopeful victory beer this evening.
spent a little time on Noise Trade today getting some new music. you'll see that down below. i'll provide some links.
that's pretty much all for now. my mother leaves in the morning for a few days at a conference in Cincinnati. i'll have her vehicle if i need to get around. i imagine that will all depend on how well i'm managing the pain. i'd really love for all of this to go away by the weekend. that's when we're celebrating my birthday. of course, knowing my luck, i'll finally go to a doctor and be in a hospital by the weekend. good times.
as you could probably tell by the 2 new YouTube videos, i had a quick outburst of creativity yesterday. and, i got to fuck around with the windows live movie maker and i'm pretty happy with the results.
the Yankees last night got a rare badly pitched game from Kuroda and lost 6-3. of course, they got the normal injury scare with Kuroda as well, but it looks like he won't miss any time. i've never seen a team get so many fucking injuries in my life. it's past the point of unreal.
the Yankees are off tonight, which means most of my attention will be on the New York Rangers and their let's see if they really give a shit or not game 4 this evening. i might be watching this with one eye closed. there's part of me that hopes they lose tonight so the agony can finally be done with. the other part of me wants them to win just so they won't be swept by a team from Boston. i want to believe they can at least win 1 game in the series. i want to, just don't know if i can.
for those interested, the dirty toilet in my video "stink" has been cleaned.
been a real rainy, dreary day here on the farm. hardly any sunshine at all. and speaking of depressing, i heard back from Presa on my poetry submission from 3/22. they decided to pass. oh well, looks like i've got 5 "new" poems to throw in the mix again.
i did watch a good portion of the Miami Heat game last night. how the fuck you can give LeBron a layup in the closing seconds of overtime is beyond me. i would be rooting for the Pacers if they didn't have David West on their team. there's one guy i wouldn't mind seeing no longer existing on the face of the earth. i haven't liked him since college. he was a prick then and still is now. just richer.
if the Rangers lose tonight, i guess i'll be shaving off the playoff beard and taking a long, long, long shower. i've mentally prepared myself all day long for the possibility of it happening. fuck me.
a big thank you to Frontier Communications for their usually shitty job with my high speed internet. i guess it going out for 40 minutes is no big deal.
until tomorrow, hopefully...
music today:
Grouplove - Never Trust A Happy Song
The Afghan Whigs - Unbreakable (A Retrospective 1990 - 2006)
