Showing posts with label bear hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bear hands. Show all posts

Monday, December 16, 2019

and here comes the snow...

we got a couple inches of snow last night. there's supposed to be a couple more on the way this evening. i was thrilled to see that the driveway was already cleared when i got up this morning. and much to my surprise, the newspaper was at the front door. i wouldn't mind if that's the case tomorrow as well. mom has her injection at noon tomorrow and depending on the weather, i'm not sure how early we will have to leave. the roads were fine today for her physical therapy.

now for a little poetry news... i heard back from The Blake-Jones Review on the poems i sent last month. they decided to pass on them. i wrote 7 poems today while mom was doing physical therapy. i typed those up this afternoon. i like most of them.

i did some cleaning around the house yesterday. mom was slightly shocked.

WWE TLC was pretty good last night. it could have been better, but i've been saying that for years now.

the season finale of Watchmen was fucking great last night. i seriously hope there is a season 2.

Dublin Murders was really good last night.

Ray Donovan was good last night.

Shameless was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Moonlight Sonata: Deafness in Three Movements. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Nashville. hopefully the boys will get a win.

the New Orleans Saints play their final home game of the regular season tonight against the Colts. the Falcons did the Saints a favor yesterday by winning out in San Francisco, so i'm hoping the Saints will win tonight and send the NFC playoffs into chaos.

i listened to episode 269 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2019/12/16/notsam-wrestling-269-x-pac

i will probably be on here tomorrow after mom gets her injection. i'm really hoping that goes well as she is fucking miserable with pain these days.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

until tomorrow kids...

la nieve se derretirĂ¡ al final de la semana

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:

Wolf Parade - Against The Day
Avalanche Party - Howl
Bear Hands - 2AM
The Iguanas - Mexican Candy
Beach Slang - Jolly Liver

"Life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves." - Bill Hicks

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Thursday, January 17, 2019

a headache that feels like impending doom...

i woke up this morning with a pounding headache. i figure it was all due to the weather. we've got all these storms coming this way and my body is in revolt i guess. joy.

the Dayton Flyers lost last night at VCU, 76-71. yet another game where Dayton had a lead late and pissed it away. the lack of urgency this team plays with in crunch time or crucial situations on the road baffles me. especially when it is the upperclassmen that are fucking up. that being said, losing at VCU isn't a horrible loss. if they lose the next game at Saint Bonaventure, then Dayton will be swimming upstream the rest of the season in regards to getting into the tournament.

You're The Worst was fucking hilarious last night.

The Masked Singer was ridiculous last night. i did get the celebrity right though.

NXT UK yesterday was pretty good.

NXT last night was really good.

after i got my laundry done yesterday, i took mom to the drugstore. she needed a few things and i wanted her to get out of the house, even for just a few minutes, before this shitty weather hits this weekend. thankfully, we found everything we were looking for.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Big Bang Theory, Young Sheldon, Gotham and Lip Sync Battle.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Chicago. i have no clue who will win tonight. i think in the grand scheme of things, neither team really wants to.

i did listen to episode 221 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/srwrestling/booker-t-notsam-wrestling-221

we finally got all the Christmas decorations down and back in the garage.

i'll probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the grocery store. i'm sure that will be fun with a storm coming.

until then kids...

A veces solo necesitas una cuchara y un encendedor.

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:

Slothrust - 7:30 AM
Sharon Van Etten - Seventeen
Los Lonely Boys - 16 Monkeys
Bear Hands - 2AM

"Retirement is not in my vocabulary. They aren't going to get rid of me that way." - Betty White

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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

gettin' shit done

it's always nice to have a day where you actually get some shit done you wanted to. more than 4 hours of sleep. get to the bank and back home before 2 PM. write some poems and get them typed up. explain to your neighbors that Trump is actually running for King and not President. good times.

i always love going to the bank. i always love the looks on the faces of all the black people in there when they see a hairy fat white fuck come in, usually with a couple checks and a few rolls of coins. the funny part to me is none of them probably know i grew up in this black town and have always felt fine around anyone.

i wrote 2 poems this afternoon. i typed them up and i really, really, like them. i figure they will be part of my next round of submissions, probably in the next week or so.

as for the Trump thing, i read the story today that he wants his VP to do all the work; the long hours, the meetings, the hard work of getting assholes to do what you want, etc. so, he really doesn't want to be President, he just wants to be called that. i believe that is what you call a King. so, if this country truly wants to undo the Declaration of Independence, so be it. but, i will be moving. probably not to Canada either. i'm thinking somewhere in Costa Rica where i can at least get decent wi-fi so i can still blog and post pictures.

the New York Yankees whipped Baltimore last night, 7-1. they have won 6 out of their last 9 games and have picked up exactly 0 games in the wild card race. hence why i believe they should start trading off everyone they can. they aren't making the playoffs this season. they play the Orioles again tonight.

Deadliest Catch was pretty good last night.

Smackdown was pretty interesting although, i didn't like most of the draft. to have Kevin Owens drafted as late as he was was truly a fucking insult. now, i do like that him and Sami Zayn will continue to FIGHT FOREVER. also, a night without John Cena is music to my ears. Finn Balor finally got called up from NXT. i think Raw easily "won" the draft as it looks like Smackdown is top heavy (Cena, Styles, Ambrose, Wyatt) and will become the feeder show for Raw once again. hopefully i'm wrong on that. it should make for an interesting ppv this Sunday.

enjoy some music:

and now this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Lucha Underground and Tyrant. i'll be watching NXT and the Crusierweight Classic on WWE Network. of course, all of that is on at the same time.

the humidity today is ridiculous. and sadly, it's only going to get worse. i'll be in the air conditioning trying to stay cool for the next 4 days or so.

i did get some music on iTunes today. sometimes you hear something on the radio and you can't get it out of your head. the good thing about listening to a college radio station sometimes is you discover a band you have never heard of before. you'll clearly see that example below in the music section.

i hope everyone is keeping cool. the dog days aren't far off it seems.

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:

Beach Slang - Who Would Ever Want Anything So Broken? EP
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
Bear Hands - 2AM
Fantastic Negrito - Lost in a Crowd

"Your wrinkles either show that you're nasty, cranky, and senile, or that you're always smiling." - Carlos Santana

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