my poems "the barrage of happy people", "that beautiful demon hindsight" and "fifteen seconds of silence" have been published in The Rye Whiskey Review Book. it is available on Amazon.com at the link below:
Since May 2018, The Rye Whiskey Review has been publishing some of the best poetry and fiction on the net.
Taking risks and showcasing original voices, The Whiskey is a staple in the lit scene and the best virtual bar on the net where all voices are welcome.
This collection features some of those very same voices – along with a few from the past – for a 100 Hundred Proof-read that’s fast, fun, and all things in-between.
The Whiskey always delivers as it does entertain. If you enjoy modern poetry, then grab a copy for a one-of-a-kind experience from a journal that is anything but ordinary.
Cheers, and see you at the Whiskey!
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Tohm Bakelas Brenton Booth Jimmy Broccoli Jonathan Butcher J.J. Campbell Todd Cirillo Alistair Crowley John Drudge Skaja Evens Manny Grimaldi Kevin M. Hibshman Dr. Michael Anthony Ingram Ashley Karlsson Gloria Mindock Frank Murphy Keith Pearson Edgar Allan Poe April Ridge John Patrick Robbins Trish Saunders Scott Simmons Michael Dwayne Smith Jake St. John Edna St. Vincent Milay Tim Suermondt Susan Isla Tepper Merritt Waldon
not that i am complaining, but it would have been nice to been able to help publicize this when it was actually going out. oh well. i had 8 poems published in the book ";Or, How We Stopped Warming Up for 20 years and Learned to Exit the Green Room". my poems included in the book are: "trash", "nobody likes a quitter", "now serving number...", "god", "petty little arguments", "procrastination", "on the shore of luck" and "fork in the road". below is the Amazon.com link to the book. other poets in the book include Iris Berry, Kevin M. Hibshman, Laura Joy Lustig, Catfish McDaris, B.Z. Niditch, Normal, Mark Sonnenfeld, Lindsay Wilson, and many more.
my sister came down this afternoon and brought with her some Filipino food. i haven't had any of that in a long time. my sister's best friend from college is this amazing woman that is Filipino. so, i used to have it all the time, but that's over 20 years now. so, that was a welcome spice this afternoon. of course, i can't wait to see what my shit looks like after yesterday and today. joy.
the Yankees whipped the Red Sox last night, 10-3. hopefully, they do the same thing tonight.
Smackdown and 205 Live were both pretty good last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was very good last night.
Room 104 was pretty funny last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
i imagine i will watch some hockey tonight as well.
the other part of my order from Amazon.com showed up today. i think i know how much more i need to buy to have everything i want to be in individual sleeves. once i get what i have done the last 2 days in order, i'll start posting some pics and prices.
i did go to the grocery store this afternoon and pick up mom's medications and my test strips for my blood sugar. i've lost some weight and i have my blood sugar pretty consistent now. i'd just like to get the number under 115 and closer to 100.
i should be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays in the Europa League semifinals. in case i'm not, here is a preview:
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
seguro que me vendría bien una siesta
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:
Hippo Campus - Suicide Saturday
Chicano Batman - Black Lipstick
Diane Coffee - Everyday
The Revivalists - Wish I Knew You
"Life itself is the proper binge." - Julia Child
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i got up around 8 this morning. it was nice enough last night that i was able to turn off the AC and open up the house a bit. that was also the plan this morning. of course, it had to start raining as soon as i got the newspaper inside. thankfully, that has stopped. hopefully, it won't rain again for the rest of the day.
after i get this done, i need to vacuum the house and get some poems written. good times.
Smackdown and 205 Live were excellent last night. i could watch Daniel Bryan and AJ Styles wrestle forever and never get bored.
Real Time with Bill Maher was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
i'm not sure what i'll be doing this afternoon, other than writing. i might have some pills to pick up for myself. most likely, that will happen tomorrow. i suppose if i want to nap, i might put on some golf.
i just checked and i guess the last of my Amazon order is supposed to be here today. that will make me happy.
i will probably be on here early tomorrow. with wrestling and all the Sunday night shows happening tomorrow, i'll be a busy boy.
i'm off to go vacuum.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
don't fall for the lies...
know your rights...
fuck the police...
fuck racism...
fuck hatred...
fuck fascism...
black lives matter...
stay healthy...
wash your fucking hands...
solo puedes matar a una serpiente cortando la cabeza
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:
Black Pumas - Fast Car / Fire (Steady Groovin Mix)
Bettye LaVette - Strange Fruit
Albert Collins - If Trouble Was Money (Live)
Prince - Beautiful Strange
"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire." - William Butler Yeats
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i think we only got maybe 2 inches of snow, but somewhere in town they got around 3. i can deal with the snow, it's the fucking cold that sucks. the lows here are supposed to be in the single fucking digits. oh joy.
physical therapy went well today. all my numbers look better than when i started. so, i'm on a 2 week hold. after that, my therapist will call and see how i'm doing. if i'm still doing good, i'll be formally discharged from physical therapy.
i did the trash when i got home. i wanted to do that while the sun was still out. and i didn't go next door as there were people over there, so i figured they could take the trash out. of course, those lazy fucks didn't. so, i guess it will go out next week.
Monday Night Raw was good last night.
The Voice was good last night. i have no clue who goes home tonight as the show goes from 20 to 13.
Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, The Jim Jefferies Show, the season finale of Mr. Mercedes, Total Divas and WWE Backstage.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against the Penguins. hopefully the boys can get a win tonight.
i might do a little poetry work tonight. i need to figure out where i'm sending a batch of poems, probably on Thursday.
i know mom has physical therapy tomorrow afternoon. i should be on here after that.
i have updated my Amazon.com Wish List. you can find that on the right hand side of this blog. if you want to get me something for Christmas, you are more than welcome to do so. or, if you would simply like to give me money, you can always send some via PayPal. just use my email address.
that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
estos viejos huesos no son buenos en el frío
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:
Cody Jinks - Same Kind of Crazy as Me
Flatt Lonesome - Highway of Pain
Whitey Morgan and the 78's - Me and the Whiskey
John Moreland - Break My Heart Sweetly
"As I get older, I get smaller. I see other parts of the world I didn't see before. Other points of view. I see outside myself more." - Neil Young
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i just heard from AG at Horror Sleaze Trash that my poems "sometimes these things write themselves", "the only thing that ever excited me", "well beyond my years" and "straight from cuba" have been included in the new collection Horror Sleaze Trash: Poems. you can get this at Amazon by going here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1090773080/
anyone that knows me knows how much i admire the pure talent of Karina Bush. her poetry is a breath of fresh air, if you're into having your mind twisted and every raw nerve in your body vibrate with a sensation rarely felt or known.
Brain Lace is a book that dives into the meta of love, lust, technology, all wrapped into the dystopian world we have devolved into. the stand out poems to me were "Sutra Of The Computer Body", "Mine" and "Cloud IX".
Karina has a way of writing that makes me smack myself in the face and wonder why i never put those words together in that order. just as her previous books have done, Brace Lace is another book that you can read in one sitting and feel completely different when you are finished.
i urge everyone to get this book, it's worth every second of your time.
this book should come with a warning label. be careful reading in public, it works faster than Viagra.
it is no secret that Karina Bush has quickly become one of my favorites. her writing is so damn raw and real that you can't help but immerse yourself in that world.
50 EURO is a masterpiece. writing that clearly paints a picture and puts the reader inside the glass in Amsterdam's red light district. i can't give this book more praise than this...
i needed a towel afterwards.
my favorite pieces were "sadface", "ruler", "no roses", "ultraviolet" and "cleanse".
do yourself a favor and get this book and enjoy the fuck out of it.
i didn't sleep well last night. i'm not sure if i was anxious to see if i got any gifts at all or the rain overnight was fucking with my arthritis to the point where i was in too much pain to sleep. whatever it was, it lasted the whole damn night.
i was happy when i opened up my email this morning and saw an email to get Run The Jewels new album for FREE. yes, please.
the New Orleans Saints won yesterday 31-24. that was a great present.
my sister and i watched The Night Before last night. that movie still makes me laugh.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
nothing on the DVR tonight. i'll probably flip back and forth between basketball and football tonight.
i got some really good Christmas presents this year. new clothes that i needed, some Batman stuff that i can always use, my sister got me some cool fucking artwork from when she was out in Seattle, and cash and gift cards are always helpful.
i didn't notice, but the genius that sent the Jimmy Cliff cd i bought my sister sent two, so i got the other copy. my sister did like what i got her, although the one wine book i got she already had. so, now she has 2 of them.
my mother really liked what i got her this year, which really makes me happy. thankfully, i got everything this year for only $7. thank got for Amazon.com gift cards.
when i saw the news this morning of the Russian plane crash, the first thing i thought was karma. although i don't wish human tragedy on anyone, shit happens.
tomorrow is a bit of a clusterfuck. my sister leaves to go back home. Manchester United plays. the World Juniors tournament starts as the USA plays Latvia. so, at some point tomorrow, i'll find the time to get on here. i have no clue when the fuck that will be.
i hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas. if all else fails, buy yourself something and drink it in a pretty glass.
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:
William S. Burroughs - The Junky's Christmas
Run The Jewels - RTJ3
Jimmy Cliff - Rebirth
"The only point in making money is, you get to tell some big shot where to go." - Humphrey Bogart
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i used to like thunderstorms at night. the lightning would always thrill me anytime it would light up a dark room. now, saddled with arthritis and apathy, i hate thunderstorms at night. i couldn't get comfortable at all last night. plus, it really fucks with the shows i'm trying to record on my DVR.
WWE Payback was really good last night for the most part. the show started off really awkward as the first match had to be stopped due to injury. thankfully, it looks like Enzo Amore just has a concussion and nothing more. next up was Kevin Owens vs. Sami Zayn and it did not disappoint. they were the match of the night up until the main event. i'll give AJ Styles an immense amount of credit for making Roman Reigns look like a million bucks in the main event. these 2 are going to wrestle again at the next ppv as well. hopefully the match will be even better. all in all, i'd have to say it was a better event than i thought it was going to be.
the Sunday night shows were excellent last night. House of Lies had me laughing. Silicon Valley was really funny. Veep was fucking hilarious. and Penny Dreadful was spooky as hell last night. i so missed this show. and now with a few new characters introduced, it's going to get even better.
just as i thought, once the New York Yankees started scoring runs, the pitching would turn to shit. the Yankees got swept last night, losing to Boston 8-7. they are in last place and look even worse than what they are. now, i've been a fan since the early 80's, so i remember the days when they were bad. i'm really having fun watching the entitled shits that became Yankees fans in the late 90's, as they have no clue what a shitty season truly is. enjoy your baptism idiots. the team is thankfully off tonight and play tomorrow in Baltimore i believe. oh goody, more losing.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Gotham. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw.
i did watch Tottenham piss away a 2 goal lead today to Chelsea, which means Leicester City has won the Premier League. for those that don't know, that would the equivalent of a AA minor league baseball team winning the Major League World Series. 5,000 to 1 odds. damn.
i drove mom around this afternoon to get some shit done she's been putting off. plus, my car insurance was due and we figured it out to get it as cheap as possible while she's deciding what new vehicle to buy.
i got the rest of my order from Amazon.com today. thankfully, our roof comes over our front door just enough that there's a little dry spot for our lazy ass mailman to put packages. now if i could just get the fucker to ring the doorbell.
i'm really hoping mom likes her mother's day gift.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
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:
The Naked and Famous - In Rolling Waves
Steve Earle - Townes
Muddy Waters - At Newport 1960
Cowboy Junkies - Demons
"Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason." - Novalis
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so i got up early this morning and got some shit together to take to this shredding event AAA was having. mom got some stuff together and we went up there. by the time we got there, there was a long ass line and basically chaos. then a lady came up to the car and said they wouldn't take anymore but give us your name and number and here's 10% off at the AAA garage and service center. good thing we had the car serviced yesterday was the first thing i thought. so we drove away and since we were out, mom decided she wanted to go shopping. more on that later...
for National Poetry Month, i give you:
i hope you have enjoyed the videos i've posted for National Poetry Month. hopefully i have exposed you to some poets that you didn't know.
i am a very superstitious person. i have noticed over the last few years that anytime i would get some beer from the grocery store, whatever team of mine playing that night would lose. so, yesterday, i didn't get any. and sure enough, there was the New York Yankees winning 2-0 late in the game yesterday against Boston. suddenly, the wheels came off the tracks and fuck me, the Yankees lost 4-2. well, so much for that superstition. the offense fucking stinks this year. and i know exactly what will happen. once it starts to click the pitching will go to shit. that's a good sign that it's going to be a long ass year. they play again tonight in Boston, i almost give a shit.
the New Orleans Saints made me very happy with their two picks last night in the NFL Draft.
i can't wait to watch both of them next season. hopefully they both will have great rookie seasons.
Ohio State did set the record for most players drafted in the first 3 rounds. it's amazing to look back and see just how talented that team has been for the last 4 years. hopefully it will continue.
VICE was pretty fucking disturbing last night. the Iran footage was really good. i am amused with the ignorance the American people have about Iran and why they hate us. the scenes from India were truly fucking amazing. i really hope people get the chance to see this episode.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ceremony on HBO.
i caught up on some podcasts this morning. episode #5 of Seton Calling with Beach Slang. a very interesting episode, given current events with the band. you can check it out here: https://soundcloud.com/setoncalling/episode-5-beach-slang
so first mom and i went to Hobby Lobby. little did we know, they were having a sale. so we were in there entirely too long, but i finally got the frames for the hockey autographs i have. those are now up on the wall. i also got some fake flowers. i've decided that's what i'm going to put in the bottles of alcohol i finish off. then we went to lunch. after that, she wanted to go to Target. she found what she was looking for and i was busy looking at this one girl that works there that maybe was 18. if she was younger than that, my brain should be arrested. mind you, it was raining the entire time we were out. so by the time we were walking around in Target, my arthritis was absolutely fucking killing me.
when we got home, i got the mail and the first batch of packages coming from my recent purchase at Amazon.com showed up. you'll see that listed in the music section.
i recorded ROH while we were out. thankfully the rain wasn't bad enough to fuck up the satellite feed. i watched that this afternoon. excellent as always.
hopefully all this rain does the grass some good.
i'll be on here tomorrow sometime after Manchester United plays. hopefully, i will be in a good mood. if i'm not, i won't be pissy for long since Sunday night will be full of wrestling and Penny Dreadful returning to my television.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday night. call if you need bail money.
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:
Ohio Players - The Best Of Ohio Players: The Millennium Collection
Leonard Cohen - Can't Forget: A Souvenir Of The Grand Tour
"I think most art comes out of poverty and hard times." - Willie Nelson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
this morning i could feel my bones start to ache. i didn't go to bed until 3 in the morning and it was around 9, so i figured i got enough sleep. the skies started to darken and sure enough, we had hail on the back porch. the rain has continued since then. to say i'm fucking miserable at the moment would be an understatement.
i got what i ordered from Amazon.com today. thankfully, the box was small enough to fit in the mail box. it would have been soaked if it was left outside, mostly because the fucks at the post office never ring the doorbell or knock on the door to let you know there's package outside. i can't imagine why they always lose money every year.
the New York Rangers beat Columbus last night 2-1. Derek Stepan scored a short handed goal late in the 3rd period to win it. The King got the night off so Antti Raanta stepped in and stopped 26 of 27 shots for the win. he probably could have had a shutout if Dan Girardi wasn't playing for both teams last night. i thought Eric Staal looked decent in his Rangers debut. i think once he gets to know the guys he'll do fine. the Rangers have a huge back to back coming up this week against Pittsburgh and Washington. they might as well be playoff games.
The Voice was pretty good last night. a few of the women last night were really good. i was shocked to see that one of them is a woman i follow on Google+. small fucking world at times. i was very happy for Mary Sarah.
Gotham was fucking amazing last night. it is easily one of my favorite shows in the last decade or so.
The Men in Blazers was pretty funny last night. i only watch it on the weeks that Manchester United win, so it hasn't been as often as i certainly would have liked.
Monday Night Raw had a few good moments, a few really good moments and then a couple hours of just pure fucking nonsense. i'll be very interested to see what Dean Ambrose does against HHH later in the month, though i'm probably sure it's to set up Roman Reigns to go over. STUPID. and i guess they are going the way i thought with The New Day against Y2AJ. The Undertaker segment left a ton to be desired last night. i give Vince credit though, he plays an asshole father better than anyone.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, the season finale of The Muppets and Total Divas.
the Dayton Flyers play at Richmond tonight. they haven't won there since 2004 i believe. it's Richmond's senior night, so i hope the boys are ready to play spoiler. plus, they really need a fucking win, just to get some good mojo going.
i probably won't get much sleep tonight as i have to drive mom to her physical therapy appointment in the morning. i can just imagine, if it's still raining, the clusterfuck it's going to be driving south. hopefully we miss most of the morning rush hour bullshit.
i hope this finds everyone with better weather than i have here. i now have trash to go pick up. good times.
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:
The Breeders - Happiness Is a Warm Gun
The Dollyrots - Save Me (Acoustic)
Lonesome River Band - Perfume, Powder & Lead
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"The only laugh that man will ever get in his life is by stripping and showing off his shortcomings." - David Niven
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
we got a couple of inches of snow overnight, along with some wind. the firefighter that lives on our street comes by and cleans off the driveways and sidewalks. he usually does that in the morning. the wind didn't stop until this afternoon, when something called the sun came out. so, before that thing called the sun went back down, i shoveled the driveway and got the trash out. it felt good to get some cold air into the lungs and work up a little bit of a sweat. and thankfully, i didn't slip and fall on my ass.
but, mom and i decided we didn't want to fuck around with the ice and cold tonight, so we're not going to the Dayton Flyers basketball game. i imagine if it wasn't on tv, we would be going though.
i was interested to see how Manchester United would play today. when they got up 2-0 on Newcastle, i was thinking things were going to be good. silly me. when a great goal from Wayne Rooney (his second of the game) put them up 3-2, i was thinking they would win. silly me. sure, a 3-3 draw on the road is better than a loss to yet another team fighting relegation, but it certainly doesn't feel good. this is quickly turning into another season of what could have been.
Monday Night Raw was decent last night up until the main event. i enjoyed Kalisto winning the US title and the ongoing war between Kevin Owens and Dean Ambrose. but, they buried Roman Reigns once again by showing that he couldn't beat Kevin Owens as easily as the average fan thinks he could. by the end of the match, Roman was getting booed and Kevin was getting cheers. now, if they are planning on putting the title on KO, i'm all for it, but i highly doubt that's happening. and then to have Brock Lesnar come out and destroy everyone, including the champion, it was just too fucking obvious to make much sense. what could have been a really good show ends up feeling mediocre because of a shitty main event. thankfully, the Stone Cold Podcast with my favorite wrestler of all-time, Ric Flair, was really good. i love those old stories of him and Dusty Rhodes. that was on the WWE Network.
the New York Rangers did something last night they hadn't done all season. they came from behind in the third period and actually won for a change. a HUGE 2-1 victory over Boston that will hopefully get the ball rolling in the right direction once again.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
if that really is the final picture of David Bowie, that might make me happy for years to come. as one person wrote today, his death was like his life, a work of art.
instead of watching the State of the Union tonight i will be watching the Dayton Flyers take on Davidson. this is a must win game for Dayton after that last loss to a shitty LaSalle team. plus, since they are at home, they really need to win.
i ordered myself a webcam last night off of Amazon.com. after cashing in some codes and whatnot, i got a $100 camera for a little more than $6. it should be here around my birthday. hopefully it works well enough that i can start doing more videos and maybe even get my lazy ass on Skype.
it is supposed to get down to the single digits tonight, so i'm very interested to see how the furnace runs tonight.
that's all for me today. i hope this finds everyone warm and realizing they still have time to send me a birthday gift.
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:
Stevie Ray Vaughn - Life by the Drop
Exitmusic - The Cold
The Band - When I Paint My Masterpiece
"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." - Jack London
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
another day, another afternoon adventure. i believe this is my mother's way to slowly work me back into society. i feel like i am more comfortable in public but, fuck i miss my afternoon naps. today we went to Menards to get some shit that mom needed. she didn't find what she was looking for but got something anyway. it is heavy as fuck and guess who gets to put it together. and this is where my hatred for my father is the strongest as he taught me absolutely nothing as a child about tools, putting shit together, etc. so, this is simply an argument waiting to happen. good times.
after that, we went to lunch. i had a sandwich and fries and the absolute weakest lemonade i have ever tasted in my life. it was more water with lemon that anything. at least the sandwich was good.
at the grocery store, it appeared like since they were doing some reconstructing, they were testing the fire alarms. you can imagine with my mother's disease how happy she was at this. while we were walking around, i did catch eyes with this stunning black girl. that was the problem though, she had jail bait written all over her. i felt like giving her my card and telling her to call me in 4 years or so.
once we got home, i had 86 fucking emails to go through. seeing what little money i make is from online surveys, i have to go through each and every fucking email. tedious would be an understatement. at least dinner was excellent tonight.
enjoy a quick music break:
Smackdown last night was excellent. i really enjoyed the match between Cesaro and Kevin Owens.
enjoy the top ten highlights from the show:
The Comedians last night was excellent. next week is the season finale.
here is some funny shit from last night:
the New York Yankees offense came alive last night as they beat the Marlins 9-4. that split the series with them as they start a series with the Tigers tonight. they are currently tied in the 2nd inning. Alex Rodriguez got his 3,000th hit in the first inning tonight by hitting a HR. figures, he did it just like Jeter. hopefully i will be enjoying a victory beer tonight.
i figure i will be flipping between baseball tonight and god knows what else. i'd love to get the ROH ppv tonight but i'm being a cheap ass tonight.
speaking of being a cheap ass, if anyone would like to get ANYTHING from my Amazon.com wishlist for me, you are more than welcome to do so. there are plenty of items on it that are just a few bucks. a sure way to win my love forever. you can find my wishlist on the right hand side of this blog.
i'm sick of the fucking rain. and whenever the damn sun comes out, the whole area turns into a damn sauna. and my frustration is boiling over with the fucking squirrels. i'm at the point where i'm going to start poisoning the little flying rats.
that's all for me today kids. i hope everyone has a great weekend. i'm hoping to get shit done this weekend. hopefully my arthritis allows it. have a drink on me kids.
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:
Empire of the Sun - Alive
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy (Live)
"What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist." - Salman Rushdie
nothing quite like a nice hot, humid day in early May. and since we usually resist using the AC for as long as possible, the house is nice and funky today. i guess i need to find the time to squeeze in a shower today.
i got two more emails from my aunt's today. it's becoming painfully obvious that my father told his family that my mother, sister and i wanted to never hear from them again. truth be told, my father told my mother that if we contacted his family ever again, he was going to kill her. talk about not being able to handle rejection. thank god that didn't pass on to me.
tonight is the absolute worst night for everything to be on television, given that i have a funeral to be at at 10 AM. if i'm wearing sunglasses in the rain tomorrow, everyone will understand why.
more on tonight's clusterfuck later.
the New York Yankees got their first sweep in Boston since 2006 with a 8-5 win last night. that was a sweet victory beer. they play against Toronto tonight.
the Sunday night shows were excellent. Nurse Jackie was great. Happyish is so fucking weird that it's quickly becoming a favorite of mine. the writing is great. Penny Dreadful was creepy and fucking brilliant. i love that that show is back. Veep was hilarious. Silicon Valley was great. and lastly, Last Week Tonight hit it out of the park again:
the clusterfuck tonight is massive. all of this is just about on at the same time. i think my DVR may blow up tonight. the Yankees, Game 3 between the New York Rangers and Washington, the NBA playoffs, the Gotham season finale, The Voice, Monday Night Raw, and to top everything off, that Kurt Cobain documentary is on HBO tonight. oh, and i nearly forgot the special that will be on CBS about David Letterman. how in the fuck am i going to watch all this?
thankfully both of my packages from Amazon.com came today before the rain. that allowed me to get mom's Mother's Day gifts all squared away for Sunday, or whenever my sister decides we're going to celebrate it.
my arthritis has been flaring for most of the day, so i know the rain is coming. good times.
i'll be on here sometime tomorrow afternoon unless i decide to just drink myself to oblivion after the funeral service. it will be Cinco de Mayo after all. and i have a whole book in my head of horror stories of my days with tequila. you tasty devil you.
that's all for my creative ass today. i hope everyone had a great weekend.
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:
Sturgill Simpson - Metamodern Sounds in Country Music
Alabama Shakes - Sound & Color
Velvet Underground - Live Vol. 2
"I have been enlightened. I have fallen into poetry and it has swallowed me up." - Keith Haring
welcome to the second day of National Poetry Month, where the rain has decided to just leave me in complete misery. before i get to that rant, here's your gift for today. i stumbled upon a video on YouTube today and figured i would share. enjoy:
also, in a little poetry news from my world, i sent 5 poems today to 48th Street Press for the broadside project. when i hear back from Chris i'll pass along the verdict.
now, my rant. we're currently in a weather cycle where it is just line after line of rain and thunderstorms. when i was a kid, i loved this shit. now, racked with arthritis and an ankle that is seemingly wanting to jump off of my body at any second, this is pure fucking misery. i lay in bed and i ache. i look at porn and i ache. i do some reading, watch tv, whatever, the pain never leaves. i can see why people do the hard shit. if i knew i could do some heroin and i wouldn't die or get addicted, i'd be the first in line. fuck.
the New York Rangers play tonight in Minnesota. yet another team fighting for a playoff spot out west. if the Rangers get a win tonight, they win their division. so, i'm really hoping they get that out of the way tonight. that means they would be the 1 or 2 seed in the Eastern conference. but, this is not the time to start thinking about the playoffs. all on my mind is how much i need a victory beer.
i did see a few things last night on the talk shows that really made me laugh. enjoy:
on the DVR tonight will be The Big Bang Theory and a new lip sync battle show. i figured that would give me something mindless to laugh at.
that's all for today. i'm going to go try to crawl into a ball and either put the covers over me or try to suck my own dick. either way, i figure i'll roll the wrong way and break my neck. enjoy the visual my friends.
hope this finds everyone dry. maybe even enjoying some fucking sunshine, whatever the hell that is. i did do a little shopping today online. free shit from Amazon.com and a new wrestling t-shirt from the WWE. not bad getting close to 15 things for around $20 total. i'm amazed i've waited this long to start using the Amazon gift cards i got for Christmas and my birthday. April is some fucking record for me. of course, maybe it's the lack of space i have now for anything.
anywho, until tomorrow you unlucky souls...
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:
Son of Dov - Only If Your Heart Begins To Fade
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
Will Hoge - Woman Be Strong
John Prine - Crazy As a Loon
Sufjan Stevens - Should Have Known Better
"I've succeeded at everything except my life." - Serge Gainsbourg
and it wouldn't be this blog without a little pro wrestling. from last night's NXT... enjoy:
the rain last night was supposed to end up with snow this morning. thankfully, so far (fingers crossed), that hasn't happened. of course, i still have to go out and feed the cats and take out the trash. so, if it's going to happen, i bet i know when it will.
i got some sleep last night. i think a little over 5 hours. i guess some victory beers and just being completely drained is the trick for me.
ROH was excellent last night. i really like where they are going so far in 2015.
Saturday Night Live was pretty good as well. these skits really made me laugh:
i have a ton of dishes to do before the New York Rangers play this afternoon. of course, i may wait in case the game goes bad. it's a good way to get my frustration out at times. but, the iron levels in our water here lately is through the fucking roof, so maybe not. i do hope the Rangers win today. they play at Pittsburgh. it would be nice for them to close the gap in the division.
there are two huge NFL playoff games today. first up is Green Bay at Seattle. then, Indianapolis at New England. i'll take both home teams to make the Super Bowl. i'd love to be wrong, but i'm not feeling it.
after those games will be my usual Sunday night programming. Girls, Togetherness, House of Lies, Episodes, Total Divas, and Shameless. i should definitely be ready to crash after all that.
not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i get the feeling that mom wants to start moving some things over to the new house. so, i'm thinking that will take up most of my day. i'm sure i'll squeeze something in at some point tomorrow.
hope your weekend finishes up nicely. if you're betting on the games today, best of luck to you. if you lose, take it out on yourself and not others. if you win, feel free to send me some of the glory.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
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...
REMINDER - if you would like to be so kind to get me something for my birthday (Jan. 21st) or just for being a great person (watch where you step in this bullshit) or you just happen to like this blog or my poetry (or god forbid) both, you are more than welcome to get me ANYTHING off of my Amazon.com Wish List. you can find a direct link to it on the right hand side of this blog. thanks.
music:
Hayes Carll w/Caitlin Rose - Love Don't Let Me Down
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
The Black Crowes - Oh Josephine
My Morning Jacket - Bermuda Highway (Live)
Ryan Bingham - The Weary Kind
happy birthday to my hockey god:
"The only pressure I'm under is the pressure I've put on myself." - Mark Messier
