the joy of grocery shopping in the rain...

i woke up with a headache this morning. i figured it had rained overnight. i was correct. that headache hasn't gone away yet. neither has the threat of more rain. as i was walking into the grocery store this afternoon, the thunder and lightning started. i had a choice to make. take my time and see if i could outlast the rain or just get it the fuck over with since you were going to be in pain regardless. less than an hour later, i was putting the groceries in the Highlander in a fucking pouring rain. joy.

i did keep the grocery bill under $100 though, so that was a plus.

i had a line creep in my head while i was on my way to the store. that line turned into a poem as i was walking around. it became 3 pages long when i started writing it when i got back home. god knows how long it will be when i type it up. let's just say the muse hasn't lost her touch.

the muse and i did speak last night for the first time in years. i have no clue if anything good is going to come out of this. she has a way to make me feel like i'll never be good enough. that stokes the fire of the competitive fucker inside of me. i have always felt she knows that and does it on purpose. it would be just my luck if that wasn't the case.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty good last night.

Big Brother was great last night. Brett gave one of the great Big Brother speeches of all-time last night, creating an outrageous lie that included Rockstar. when the vote came out the way Brett predicted and Winston was voted out 6-5, Rockstar fucking erupted. the way Brett played it was so fucking perfect. if anyone doesn't like what happened last night, you obviously have no clue how this game was actually played before the last 5 seasons. this reminds me of when i started watching the show back in season 8. Sam won HOH. i have no clue who she is going to put up for eviction. it won't matter as her power that allows someone to come back in the game will be used even if she doesn't want it to be. so this will be a ho hum week in the grand scheme of things.

Snowfall was spectacular last night. i can't wait to see where season 2 goes.

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on the DVR tonight will be VICE and Major League Wrestling.

the New York Yankees start the second half of the season tonight at home against the Mets. i'd love to see the Yankees start off with a nice long winning streak. plus, i could really use a drink.

i did follow the Manchester United pre-season game against Club America online last night. the game ended 1-1. when i woke up this morning to see the Paul Pogba rumors, i wasn't happy. the last thing i want is to see him leave the club again.

i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. of course, life could always get in the way.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

Quiero creer en el amor, más que cualquier otra cosa en la tierra

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:

N.A.S.A. w/Tom Waits & Kool Keith - Spacious Thoughts
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
Mikey Mike - Cooler
Black Kids - Obligatory Drugs

"There is no person that love cannot heal; there is no soul that love cannot save." - Carlos Santana

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one of those days where i wish i could sleep it all away

you know, the kind of day where you would love to just find a good recliner and take a nap that lasts all afternoon and a good portion of the evening. instead, i've spent most of the day doing dishes and laundry, wondering when my mother is going to realize getting a dishwasher isn't one of those outlandish thoughts for 2017.

Easter dinner yesterday went pretty well. i think my sister and i have matured enough to this point where we realize nothing truly can be gained from fighting with each other.

the New York Rangers played like shit yesterday. they didn't even bother to fake having a pulse until 57 minutes into the game. it's way too fucking late by then. Montreal won 3-1. if The King wouldn't have been excellent again yesterday, it would have been 6, 7 or 8 to 1. truly a fucking joke. Game 4 is on Tuesday. if the Rangers play like that again, this series is more or less over.

when that's the only highlight from the game for the Rangers, you know it was a truly shitty game.

thankfully, the New York Yankees continued their roll last night. Greg Bird finally broke out of his slump and the pitching was excellent once again. they beat St. Louis 9-3 for their second straight sweep. they start a series with the Chicago White Sox tonight. hopefully they can keep the winning streak going.

the series finale of Girls was about what i expected. the one thing i truly enjoyed about the show was how good it was at showing that some parts of life are just fucking mundane. there is no glamour or joy in them. and showing Hannah's frustration with being a new mother was a nice realistic example of what 99.9% of mothers go through. i never cared for shows that sugarcoat reality to a degree that is nothing more than fantasy.

Veep was fucking great last night. i absolutely love the pace of the comedy in the show.

Last Week Tonight was brilliant as always last night. hopefully the people of France were watching.

Guerrilla was very interesting last night. 1971 London is a little before my time, so i was pretty interested in the show. after watching the first episode, i'm in for all 6 episodes now.

Billions was excellent last night. next week's episode certainly looks even more interesting.

Feud: Bette and Joan was great once again. next week is the finale.

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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and The Voice. i will be watching Monday Night Raw and some playoff hockey for most of the night.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i'm not really sure of my mother's schedule for this week. plus, i'd love to get one more marathon writing session in.

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:

David Gray - This Years Love
Andrew Bird - Capsized
Bob Dylan - The Man In Me
Black Kids - If My Heart Is Broken
Guided by Voices - How's My Drinking?

"An incinerator is a writer's best friend." - Thornton Wilder

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remind me again why i root for the Sacramento Kings?

i woke up this morning and went through my emails. since i didn't watch much of the NBA All-Star game last night, i had no clue what kind of stupid shit the Sacramento Kings did last night. i figured they would trade DeMarcus Cousins, but i figured it would be for more than some fucking spare parts and draft picks. but, once again, it's the Sacramento Kings. they can't get anything right, no matter what the fuck it is. so, they traded Cousins and Omri Casspi to New Orleans for Buddy Hield, Langston Galloway, Tyreke Evans and a 1st and 2nd round draft pick in this year's draft. the first round pick can't be a top 3 pick, so most likely it will be around 10 or so. so they traded an All-Star for 3 guards that stink and two picks they will fuck up. great. at least Boogie gets out and now gets to play with his good friend Anthony Davis. the Kings are definitely testing my fucking loyalty on this one.

the NBA All-Star game was mostly a dunk exhibition and a glorified pick up game from what i did see.

Homeland was really good last night.

Billions was good last night. i do see why so many people think the show is bad though.

Big Little Lies was excellent last night. i never read the book, so i was coming into the show not knowing what to expect. i do love a well acted murder mystery.

Girls was pretty funny last night.

Crashing was really fucking funny last night. i love comedy and know of so many of the comics in the show, i really think i will enjoy it.

Last Week Tonight was fucking brilliant as usual.

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on the DVR tonight will be Hate Thy Neighbor and Unlocking the Cage. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

mom made an appointment to take the car in today to get an oil change and whatever else needs to be done to it. it has over 220,000 miles on it, so i figure some maintenance will have to happen. she told me about it this morning that she had it changed to this afternoon. that's why i am doing this now.

i managed to get some sleep last night without the help of NyQuil, so hopefully the worst of my cold is now over. of course, i figure the 2 rum and cokes last night did help me sleep.

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:

Black Kids - ROOKIE

"I never had an occasion to question color, therefore, I only saw myself as what I was... a human being." - Sidney Poitier

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