insomnia, arthritis, nightmares and dreams of old girlfriends

the thunder hit around 4 in the morning. i was just getting to bed. you can imagine my joy of being up at 7:30. thankfully, i did get a couple cat naps today. but, with more rain coming in, i'll be trying to sleep in my massage chair before too long.

the New York Yankees concluded their last long road trip of the season with a 12-3 win over the White Sox yesterday. they are off tonight and start a series with the last place Red Sox tomorrow.

the Sunday night shows were pretty damn good. i really enjoyed Big Brother. Shelli crying was beautiful. True Detective was great last night. there were a few HOLY SHIT moments which should make the season finale next Sunday a joy to watch. Ballers was pretty good, as was The Brink. The Strain was excellent. my DVR cut off the ending, so i stayed up to make sure i saw it. Ray Donovan was really good. Masters of Sex was just ok. it kind of felt like a transitional episode for most of it. Last Week Tonight was damn close to perfect once again last night:

you ever get an old crush stuck in your mind? memories so vivid it's like time ceases to exist? welcome to my world. loneliness is creeping along side of me. even the stoic could use a friend every now and then. or maybe i just watch too much porn.

enjoy some music kids:

and in case you'd really like to laugh your ass off, enjoy:

the only thing i plan on watching tonight is Monday Night Raw. i'm sure it will be a nostalgia fuck for me given the death of Rowdy Roddy Piper. i'm interested to see how you do a tribute to him and still erase Hulk Hogan from the memory of the WWE. should be interesting. plus, i am really looking forward to the Stone Cold Podcast tonight with Paige. that will be on the WWE Network.

the hallway FINALLY got painted here at the new house. so, we can start putting up the art and whatnot that we have sitting around for the hallway. i also heard today that the fuckers that bought the farm sold the barns and had them tore down. those barns were made of wood that were easily over 200 years old. i guess they wanted to make back some of the money they paid for the place. what a fucking shame. my guess is they will put up steel buildings. sadly, the farm will never look the same again. i haven't drove past it yet but i'm sure i will be devastated when i see it.

so on that uplifting note, 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:

Lucero - Hey Darlin' Do You Gamble?
Stevie Ray Vaughn & Double Trouble - Life Without You (Live)
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
Barenaked Ladies - Brian Wilson
Joe Bonamassa - If Heartaches Were Nickels (Live)

"I choose to live, not just exist." - James Hetfield

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

do the earth

anyone who immediately recognizes that the title to today's blog is my favorite Guided By Voices song is my new best friend.

welcome to the 22nd day of National Poetry Month. today, i'm shining a solar light on a great poet, friend, and just a cool fucking dude, Hosho McCreesh. Hosho is one of those dudes that does a little bit of everything. enjoy the links, BUY some things, and maybe make yourself a drink along the way.
http://www.hoshomccreesh.com/
https://rustytruck.wordpress.com/2012/08/26/6-drunken-poems-by-hosho-mccreesh/
http://poets.nyq.org/poet/hoshomccreesh
http://wordsdance.com/2013/07/poetry-matters-with-rebecca-schumejda-hosho-mccreesh/
http://www.amazon.com/Hosho-McCreesh/e/B005AONLX4

and now a couple of videos:

i typed up the three poems about my father this morning. not sure when or if i'll be sending those out.

the New York Yankees got some great pitching once again last night and the offense decided to join in for a change. a good 5-2 win over a very good Tigers team. hopefully the Yankees can get a winning streak going again tonight. it won't be easy.

the New York Rangers go for a big 3-1 series lead tonight against the Penguins. hopefully the great road defense shows up again.

i was pretty happy with who got voted off The Voice last night. i think the best 8 performers are still on the show now. the competition will be pretty damn tough from here on out.

i haven't even got around to watching Deadliest Catch from last night. and since i have to take mom to the grocery store here in a little bit, i highly doubt i will get to watch it before the games tonight.

so, also on the DVR tonight will be Lucha Underground and i will have to hop on the WWE Network at some point to catch NXT.

Undateable was really fucking funny last night. that show is quickly becoming a guilty pleasure.

the weather has taken a turn back to winter today. the windchill makes it feel like it's in the 30's today. so much for spring.

for a little twist today, here's some music for you:

that's all for me today. i need to get ready to go to the grocery store and be the creepy fucker looking at hot women. 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 Black Angels - Evil Things
Ryan Adams - Gimme Something Good
JJ Grey & Mofro - 99 Shades of Crazy
Swedish House Mafia - Save The World (Knife Party Remix)
Barenaked Ladies - What a Good Boy

"The sole equality on earth is death." - Philip James Bailey

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

a dense fog that never ends

i woke up to a fog today that only got thicker as the morning went along. it wasn't until nearly 1 in the afternoon that i could see down to the end of the lane. you'd think i live in a Stephen King novel.

had a pretty good night fantasy football wise last night. somehow, made up a 44 point deficit to end up with a tie in my CBS Sports league. that was good enough to qualify me for the playoffs. my reward, i get to play the same team 2 weeks in a row. that team just happens to have Peyton Manning at QB. just my fucking luck. i made up a 10 point deficit to win the NFL.com match last night by 16 or so. i believe i have made the playoffs in that one as well but i have no clue who i will be playing in it.

the New York Rangers can't seem to manage to play 2 good games in a row this season. they started off good in the first period last night and then got manhandled the rest of the game. maybe the coach will soon realize that Cam Talbot is a backup for a reason.

i did catch a few glimpses at The Voice last night. if i had to rank the six by personal preference, it would go like this 1) Matthew 2) Cole 3) Jacquie 4) Will 5) Tessanne 6) James. i have no doubt they won't finish in that order. the elimination show this evening should be really interesting.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. of course, any time the show starts off with CM Punk i will be watching. they are setting things up pretty fast for the next PPV, which usually leads to mistakes. this won't be any different, sadly.

i shaved off the beard i had grown for November today. now, it's back to the long goatee.

that's all for me. i will be on here tomorrow, probably in the morning since Manchester United plays in the afternoon and i have a basketball game to go to in the evening as well.

music:

Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle
Jim Morrison - An American Prayer
Stone Temple Pilots - Core

"Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most." - Ozzy Osbourne

nosebleeds and insomnia

so i was having a dream about meeting a woman in the south of France. there was laughter and sex and plenty of smoke, and just when the dream was going to another stage, i woke up. i looked at my right index finger and it was covered in blood. i got a tissue and put on my glasses. i then realized i had a nosebleed. as i was pinching and leaning my head back, the thought also crossed my mind that i pick my nose when i'm asleep. i believe that's one of the things you realize right before they put you in the institution. as in mental.

keep in mind that this was roughly around 6 am. i got to bed around 3 or so. fucking fun.

the Yankees offense overcame CC's inconsistent pitching (AGAIN) and won 8-5. hopefully they can get a great streak going at home in these next 9 games and really make up some ground quickly in the playoff chase. they play this afternoon.

also, this afternoon i'll be watching the college football team i've rooted for since my days in diapers, Ohio State. hopefully they destroy Buffalo quickly so i can get to other things.

plenty of soccer in Europe to watch today. i'll be flipping around between that and some more college football.

and if i'm somehow still alive this evening and not in a coma, another episode of ROH is on tap.

i did watch a good portion of Smackdown last night. i'm really enjoying this angle with Daniel Bryan, Dolph Ziggler, The Miz, and The Big Show as long as the payoff is some great wrestling and Daniel Bryan winning the title back. if this turns into just another massive HHH ego stroke, i'll be bitterly disappointed.

hopefully i'll have some ideas for poems come to me between victory beers today.

Manchester United plays Liverpool tomorrow morning. needless to say that result will go a long way to my weekend being good or absolutely shitty.

hope this finds everyone well, drunk, not hungover, not asking for help from the porcelain gods.

music:

Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle
Futurebirds - Exhume

"There are many ways of going forward, but only one way of standing still." - Franklin D. Roosevelt

random thoughts on a cloudy day

it rained all night and most of the morning. a light drizzle for the most part. a good soaking for the crops.

as i drove into town to get the mail, i thought about how i somehow still get a rush when i get published. same rush at 36 that i got at 19. i guess i really am doing what i was meant to be doing. though, i suppose the money comes after i die.

check out my new poem "the promised land" in the June issue of Underground Voices. check out the previous post for links.

i'll soon be off to the thriving hillbilly metropolis of Richmond, Indiana to do some shopping. and no, not for fireworks and liquor like most of the people from Ohio crossing the border. though, that's not a bad idea. all i'm really hoping for is a poem or two.

wanted to start the month off proper and i think i did just that. today's musical selections:

Butch Walker & The Black Widows - The Spade
The Black Keys - El Camino
Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle
Outkast - Stankonia

"Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied."  - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow