Showing posts with label art feynman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art feynman. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 21, 2024

somedays the back just says no...

 i think i must have turned the wrong way or something while getting out of bed. my back has been fighting me all damn day. and since i am stubborn and a glutton for punishment and love my pain tolerance, i went on with my day. that was when my lipoma decided it wanted some fucking attention today. i remembered when my doctor first diagnosed it, he told me it really is nothing unless it attaches to a nerve or wraps around something. well, guess what the fuck i was feeling today. between every step and my back was firing off pain messages and then every few seconds or so, my lipoma brushed up against a nerve ending and that was fucking fun. i'm guessing i probably looked like i was getting ready to have a stroke in the grocery store today. it never fails, every positive i take for myself or whatever, the opposite has to rear its fucking head, just because. fuck me.


here are your videos for this day of Black History Month:






the New York Rangers won last night at home against Dallas, 3-1.




the season finale of Name That Tune was good last night.



NXT was good last night. i feel bad for Shotzi. she tore her ACL in the main event.














enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and I Can See Your Voice.


the Dayton Flyers play tonight at George Mason.


the weather today was damn near perfect. of course, rain is on the way. 


i'm not sure when i will be on here tomorrow.


i need to get ready to make dinner. doing some pork chops and apples tonight.


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.


Odio tener problemas de espalda


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:


Big Mama Thornton - Since I Fell for You


Art Feynman - Chasing My Life


Left Lane Cruiser - Broke Ass Blues


Grackles w/Charlie Musselwhite and Lauren Harris - San Antone


Shemekia Copeland - Ghetto Child


"It's an artist's duty to reflect the times in which we live." - Nina Simone


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:


Sunday, October 15, 2023

hopefully it won't be a rainy day...

 it rained on and off most of the day yesterday. i have found that if my mind is on something else, i can pretty much manage the pain of my arthritis. it is when i am in the moody, dreamy, mind all over the place moments where the pain becomes too much at times. so, with all the college football games on yesterday, it made it pretty simple to block out the pain.


Ohio State defeated Purdue yesterday, 41-7. they play Penn State next week.



i did watch plenty of college football yesterday.











the New York Rangers lost last night at Columbus, 5-3. the home opener is tomorrow night against Arizona.







the USMNT lost to Germany yesterday, 3-1. they play Ghana on Tuesday.






AEW Collision was very good last night.






Saturday Night Live was hilarious last night.


enjoy some music:





and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Billions, Power Book IV: Force, Last Week Tonight and Shining Vale.


the New Orleans Saints play at Houston today. hopefully, they will win.



the baseball playoffs start back up today and tomorrow. the Astros take on the Rangers in the ALCS. in the NLCS, the Phillies play the Diamondbacks.


i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.


a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:




i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.


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.


ojalá no sea un día lluvioso


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:


Brake - cigarettes & black lipstick


Drew Martin - Second Nature


Art Feynman - Early Signs of Rhythm


Nandi Bushell w/Josh Brolin - Sweet Nightmares


Joe Bonamassa - Is It Safe To Go Home


"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: