so, i guess i really needed some sleep last night as i just completely passed out in my massage chair around 12:15. i woke up at 3:53 and was shocked. i didn't even do mom's eyes before she fell asleep. i apologized to her this morning about that. as usual, i'm guessing it was the gin.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
the New York Rangers won last night at the Islanders, 9-2. they won all 4 games this season against the Islanders for the first time in over 20 years.
Georgie & Mandy's First Marriage was pretty funny last night.
i did watch some college hockey last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher.
the Yankees play tonight at home against the Giants.
so, i wrote 2 poems yesterday while mom was doing physical therapy. i typed those up after i watched the second half of the Manchester United game.
it was 1-1 when i started watching. United took a late lead and i honestly thought they could see the game out. silly me. they gave up a goal at the death of the game, 96th minute. 2-2 in the first leg against Lyon in the Europa League. second leg will be next week at Old Trafford.
i'll probably be on here tomorrow in the morning.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
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.
un viernes nublado
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:
Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks
The Black Keys - Beautiful People (Stay High)
Weezer - El Scorcho
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
Fun Lovin' Criminals - Scooby Snacks
"Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure." - Mark Strand
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, today has been a pretty quiet Friday. we got a little snow last night, not much at all. plenty of sunshine today. even made it into the 20's. fucking heatwave.
i did write one poem last night. i'm hoping i'll have a few more to write tonight.
the New York Rangers won last night at home over Philadelphia, 6-1.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Saint Joseph's. the game is on ESPN2.
i should be on here tomorrow in the morning, most likely.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i think we're finally going to take down all the Christmas shit this weekend. joy.
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.
Bienvenidos al fin de 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:
Futon Blonde - 3 Color Flag
Seun Kuti & Sampa The Great - Emi Aluta (Zamrock Remix)
Miguel - Sky Walker (Live)
Local H - Bound For The Floor
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
"Wherever art appears, life disappears." - Robert Motherwell
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i woke up this morning after a hard 5 hours of sleep. i felt pretty refreshed. i made the coffee, had breakfast... was having a pretty damn good start to the day. and then let's say, unexpectedly, today became laundry day. i'm not sure if it was something i ate, or maybe the coffee triggered my gut, or maybe my inner child was literally hoping for shits and giggles. so yeah, the fun just kept getting better from there. i tweaked my back a bit while i was out feeding the birds. i figured i needed to do that before the fucking snow comes tomorrow (1-3 inches most likely). and bending down to get the clothes out of the dryer didn't help my back either. joy.
so, i guess the rich fucks in baseball finally have a deal to play this season.
AEW Dynamite was awesome last night.
The Masked Singer was crazy last night.
Snowfall was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, United States of Al, the season finale of B Positive, Dicktown, Desus & Mero and NJPW. i did watch NXT UK this afternoon on Peacock. it was really good.
the New York Rangers play tonight at St. Louis. hopefully, the boys can get a victory tonight.
i guess they called in some pain pills for my mother. so, i'll be making a late trip to Kroger sometime tonight. hopefully they have them done before the pharmacy closes.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i think the Dayton Flyers play tomorrow evening, so i guess it will be before they play.
i really need to go ice my back down, so that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
espero que la nieve no sea mala mañana
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:
Father John Misty - Goodbye Mr. Blue
The Dollyrots - Because I'm Awesome
Beach House - Once Twice Melody
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
Chris Stapleton - Watch You Burn
"I like things that are unique and extreme." - Rick Rubin
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
WrestleMania was just under 7 1/2 hours long last night. now, the good thing was it really didn't feel that long. the pace of the show was really good. most of the matches went how i wanted them to go. the best match of the night was Kofi Kingston vs. Daniel Bryan. that will go down as one of the best WrestleMania moments in history. the women's main event was good, although i would have loved to see a conclusive finish. but, i do understand having a little controversy to keep the feud alive. that being said, Becky Lynch winning both titles was the right call. and thank god, Seth Rollins beat Brock Lesnar and now the Universal title will be on Monday Night Raw every week. the Raw after Mania is always crazy, so i can't wait to see what happens tonight.
the New York Yankees whipped Baltimore yesterday, 15-3. the sweep of the Orioles puts them over .500 for the first time since opening day. they start a series tonight in Houston.
Barry was really good last night.
Veep was hilarious last night.
Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.
Billions was very good last night.
The Chi was fucking great last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
the national championship game is on tonight. Texas Tech takes on Virginia. i'll probably watch some of the game.
i got in a good nap this afternoon. i didn't get to bed until 4 in the morning. i had to be up at 8 because mom had the guy that checks the house for bugs coming. of course, i could have slept for 2 more hours before he arrived.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the grocery store to pick up pills.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
con lágrimas de alegría en mis ojos
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:
Urge Overkill - Take A Walk
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
The Breeders - Iris (Live)
Morgane & Chris Stapleton - You Are My Sunshine
"Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier."
- Barbara Kingsolver
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i just had got done eating a banana. i was sitting at the computer and then i had one of those oh shit moments. my stomach started rumbling and then it was a mad dash. this is exactly how i wanted to start a Saturday where it's supposed to be 94 degrees and humid as fuck. god ripping his fist through my asshole to the point where i'm sitting on the toilet wondering if i'll ever get to come off the cross. and when the first wipe is more blood than shit, you can just imagine how the rest of my damn day is going to be.
i slept like shit last night. i woke up at 5 in the morning and had a poem right on the tip of my tongue. but i never could work out an ending, so i just said fuck it and tried to get some more sleep. i might have got 5 hours total. my sister, no matter what the circumstance is, gets 7 or more every fucking night. i think one of these mornings when she's here and i'm trying to be quiet while taking my blood sugar in the kitchen... i'm just going to poke myself hard enough that i scream. see if that wakes her up.
this road trip for the New York Yankees has turned into the road trip from hell. they dug themselves out of a hole last night, thanks to Aaron Judge and even took the lead. but, just like the last few days, the bullpen pissed away the lead and the Yankees lost again to a shitty Oakland team 7-6. hopefully they will end this damn losing streak this afternoon.
the 3 episodes of NJPW were excellent last night.
VICE was very interesting last night. i love that Russia thinks climate change is bullshit and is making sure they rape the planet until there is nothing left. no wonder Trump think climate change is a hoax.
Real Time with Bill Maher was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be T.J. Miller: Meticulously Ridiculous and ROH.
i will probably watch a little of the Confederations Cup today, but not much of it.
mom is in her paranoid space once again, trying to clean the house before the house cleaners come. if anyone ever wonders why the fuck i'm crazy, right there is exhibit fucking A.
i think my sister is taking care of dinner tonight. sadly, that means nearly every dish and utensil in the house will need to be washed afterwards. joy.
that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great Saturday. 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:
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
Bob Dylan - Meet Me In The Morning
Beach Slang - All Fuzzed Out
Beastie Boys - So What'cha Want
"If I'm gonna tell a real story, I'm gonna start with my name." - Kendrick Lamar
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
when the question got asked this morning, i was a little stunned. not that it was asked, but that it was asked again. anyone that knows me knows that i have had horrific luck with meeting women on Google+ in my life. chalk today up as yet another one. and this was from one i actually thought was legit. we said our hellos this morning and then she wanted to know what bank i used. my first thought was holy shit, it's happening again. she said her mom needed to send her some money. her mother is in Texas. i said something about it being sent online and that there would be no need for my help in this matter. and right after whoever typed back ok, the next thing that pops up is exactly what you see in every you have won money from Nigeria email you get. all i need is your full name, address, phone number, etc. i started to laugh and asked if you would like my credit cards and bank account as well. i hit the block button before i got a reply. holy fucking shit. i have purposely opened myself up as i know i need fans, friends, etc. as a writer if i ever want to make a little money doing this before i die. but if part of that means i am going to get scammed every other day... i might just have to shut down the whole fucking thing and go back in my hole. i feel sorry for anyone that is of the opposite sex and actually does like me. the amount of fucking hoops they will have to go through will probably drive anyone away. so, there's how my morning went, how was yours?
enjoy some music as i clean my pallet:
i am still fucking pissed from the USA losing last night to Jamaica 2-1 in the Gold Cup. once again, the shitty fucking defense killed them. plus, it doesn't help that they lacked urgency when it came to scoring. now, they will play Panama in the 3rd place game and have to face either Jamaica or Mexico in October to see who plays in the Confederations Cup in 2017. i'm not shocked at all the columns i see today calling for the coach to be fired. i doubt that happens, but he's definitely on some thin fucking ice now.
i also watched some of that Mexico vs. Panama game last night. to any American that watched that game but doesn't watch many games from Mexico or South America regularly like i do, now you see what you have been missing. it's usually a damn near riot every game.
the New York Yankees won last night 4-3. that gives them another series win. this afternoon, they go for the sweep.
Big Brother did a decent job but didn't go far enough to show just how far off the deep end Audrey has gone the last few days. i truly can't wait for her to be evicted tonight.
wrestling was pretty good last night. NXT did the usual contract signing shenanigans that always happen in the WWE. that being said, the rematch between Finn Balor and Kevin Owens should be great. Eva Marie has made some real strides but she still has a long way to go. hopefully she makes it because she totally has the look of a star. and i do hope that Bayley gets the title soon, mostly so Sasha Banks can stay up on Raw and Smackdown. Lucha Underground was great last night. excellent storytelling as usual and i am totally psyched that Ultima Lucha will start next week. that should be awesome.
here's some funny shit:
i have been pleasantly surprised with who the Sacramento Kings have signed this season. they probably won't make the playoffs, but they should be way closer to being respectable once again.
after the Yankees game this afternoon, it's either going to be a haircut or a trip to the grocery store. not sure what will happen first. tonight on the DVR will be Big Brother, Married, Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll and Lip Sync Battle.
that's all for me today. hopefully everyone reading this is doing better than i am.
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:
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
Beastie Boys - Professor Booty
George Clinton - Atomic Dog
Weezer - El Scorcho
Social Distortion - Ball and Chain (Live)
"The more you reason the less you create." - Raymond Chandler
