where does the time go

i fell asleep last night flipping through the channels. i woke up a few hours later and the Yankees were still playing. mom told me this morning i was more or less unresponsive. i figure one day she hopes that includes and not breathing.

the New York Yankees last night finally won a series, winning 5-3 in 11 innings. Garrett Jones hit a HUGE 3 run homer in the 11th to help give them the win. hopefully they can get the sweep this afternoon.

Deadliest Catch was very good last night.

i helped mom load up her rental car this morning and saw her off to Columbus. she's coming back tomorrow evening, so there won't be much time for any debauchery. i do need to go to the bank, post office and grocery store. so, i suppose today i'll be playing the role of adult.

here's some late night funnies i slept through:

i have no plans to go to the farm auction today. i'm hoping the truck sells for something decent. (honestly, anything over $20 and i'll be thrilled) hopefully, the weather will get better this afternoon. it's been pretty fucking dreary so far today.

tonight will be a night full of pro wrestling. on the WWE Network will be NXT. on my DVR will be Lucha Underground, ROH and TNA. i'm really happy that ROH will be on network television. of course, TNA hasn't done well on Destination America. i'll get a good laugh if ROH does better.

also, a little thing called the Stanley Cup Final starts tonight. in most years, i'd watch. the Rangers loss is still a bit too painful. i'll probably catch some highlights. i do hope Chicago wins.

i'll also have on the DVR tonight the season finale of Brew Dogs. i love just about any show about alcohol.

i also really need to get my laundry done today. i'm staring at a mountain of dirty clothes right now. now, which ones do i put on to go out?

that's all for me today. hopefully i will get some poems out of my adventure in public today. if i do, i'll have something to talk about tomorrow.

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:

Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen
The Dollyrots - Come Out and Play
Pantera - I'm Broken
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
U2 - All I Want Is You

"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." - Allen Ginsberg

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

a splitting headache

it figures, the sun comes out and i have a headache that keeps me in bed for most of the day. maybe my father put some voodoo hex on me before he died.

the shower didn't exactly help yesterday. it's so much fun when you get in the shower and your bone spurs start going nuts. just a bundle of fucking joy there.

tv last night was ok. i thought The Comedians was really funny. Louie was really good. Lip Sync Battle wasn't as good as the previous episodes, though it did make me laugh:

i'm trying the reverse psychology tonight with the New York Rangers. i'm wearing no Rangers items at all. hopefully, that and some better team play will help them get a win and tie this series up at 2. if they don't win tonight, i'm guessing the series will be over on Sunday.

the New York Yankees play at home tonight against Texas. i have no clue what to expect with this team. if it's like the last few games, they will get great pitching and the offense won't do shit.

i got some great music on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i highly urge you to check it out. i'll provide the link below in the music section and here is a sample of it:

i caught up on the last two episodes of Brew Dogs this afternoon. all that did was make me really want some craft beer.

other than the games tonight, i have no damn clue what else is on television. i suppose if i get pissy, i'll switch over to the Food Network or something.

here's a little comedy for you:

i hope everyone has a great holiday weekend. this will be a nice big test for me if the family decides they want to do shit next door for Memorial Day. damn good thing my bedroom door has a lock on it.

if you're drinking, please drink until you're blind. if you are the designated driver, drink water. soda fucking kills you genius. and if you are doing any drugs this weekend, my address is on the right hand side of this blog.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
INXS - Not Enough Time
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Joe Marson - Stripped Acoustic

"I was born with a great gift, and sometimes with that comes a destructive streak." - George Best

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

sometimes it's better off to be...

i had a conversation with the muse last night. first time we had spoke since she moved. eventually, as all our conversations devolve into when she's dead tired, she got on her soapbox that i should quit this writing dream and get a job like the rest of the world. this always makes me laugh, as this has been a part of her conversation with me for over a decade now. i'm sure she loves me and has my best interest at heart, but, as a stubborn person herself, she surely must understand that i'm way too invested in this dream to piss it away now. i look at it this way. this writing dream has me on the phone with a beautiful woman at 3 in the morning, laughing, as i picture her naked eating mac and cheese. like i would trade that for a 9 to 5 or another trip back into the factory. yes, i'm poor. yes, i can't afford hardly anything i want. but i have never let a little thing called money get in the way of me living my life. there comes the rub. i'm not living the life they want me to live. the joy of being an individual is understanding that sometimes it's better off to be alone. all alone. that makes it much easier to decipher the noise of the agenda of others.

now, i step off of my soapbox...

the Yankees exploded last night in the 3rd inning, getting 9 straight hits. that was truly a holy shit thing to watch. they went on to win 8-4. they play again this afternoon. hopefully they can keep the hits coming and win again.

Big Brother last night was boring, which is truly what i expected once they got rid of Zach. tonight, Donny will be evicted and the show will get even more boring.

Brew Dogs was excellent last night. the more i watch shit about home brewing, the more i am considering making my own alcohol.

The Bridge last night was spectacular. it had a little of everything last night. plus, another great ending. i can't wait until next week.

as for tonight, other than Big Brother, i'll be bouncing between some college football games, Married and You're the Worst on FX, and god knows what else.

i also need to get some shit done around the house today. some sweeping and other cleaning mostly. mom went to work today. so, mostly it will be about managing my time between watching porn and getting shit done.

that's all for me. thanks again for allowing me to waste some of your precious time.

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 my enemies...

music:

The Glitch Mob - Drive It Like You Stole It
The Glitch Mob w/Swan - Between Two Points

"Being true to yourself really means being true to all the complexities of the human spirit." - Rita Dove

an afternoon out and about

when mom said she wanted to go to lunch and then the store today, i figured that gave me a reason to take a shower. figured if i was going to fuck with my stress level and expose myself to humanity, i may as well be clean. we went to O'Charley's for lunch. i hadn't been there for years. we had some great food and a great waitress. if i had some more confidence and was a smooth fucker, i would have totally flirted with her when she brought me my second beer. unfortunately, it would have taken a few more of them and some shots to get me to the shit talking stage. we had to hit up the grocery store for the slew of over the counter shit we take. at least we had coupons for all of it. saw a few stunning women at the store. there will definitely be some poems about them here soon. and the children they were with. i just love how i can scare the shit out of a kid just by walking by. that's a fun game to play when i'm getting annoyed or bored in the store. not even sure my mother knows i'm playing it. yes, i do know i'm crazy.

the Yankees lost last night 5-2. so much for that winning streak. hopefully they start another one tonight. they can't afford any losing streaks if they want to make the playoffs.

the season finale of Tyrant was excellent last night. a nice swerve at the end that caught me off guard. hopefully, there will be a second season for the show. when a coup goes bad and the show ends with the brother saying he will sentence the other brother to death... i kind of need to know what happens next.

Hard Knocks was the usual fake toughness from the Falcons. i had a few good laughs during the show.

as for tonight, i'll be watching Big Brother, the season finale of Brew Dogs, and The Bridge. hopefully, between the shows and some baseball, i'll have a good evening.

hard to believe college football starts tomorrow night. where the fuck did the summer go?

i heard back from a publisher on some poems i sent over a year ago. ah, i just love email and how shit gets lost sometimes. needless to say i will be sending him some work in my next batch of submissions. that will happen in a week or so i think.

that's all for me today. thank you for allowing me few minutes to waste your precious time.

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 my enemies...

Jason Isbell - Southeastern
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Half The City
The Afghan Whigs - do to the beast

"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey." - Kenji Miyazawa

bring on the pain

when i hear rain on the metal roof of the house when i'm falling asleep, i know i'm going to at least get a few hours. when i hear it when i first wake up in the morning, i know a day of misery is ahead of me. but, bring on the pain as the crops are desperate for a good drink. so far, it's been a slow drizzle with a little thunder. as long as it doesn't get crazy, this is exactly what the crops need today.

the Yankees fell behind last night, took the lead, and then, yes, you guessed it, pissed away another game against Houston, 5-2. this team plays down to its competition and has paid for it all season long. they play early this afternoon. hopefully the game puts me to sleep or the satellite feed goes out.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. sadly, it looks like Zach is going to get the boot tonight. but, hopefully in the latest twist, he comes back into the house right after eviction. if not, all i hope is that somehow that fucking sociopath Frankie doesn't win.

Brew Dogs was really good last night. they made a beer in New Orleans. i really need to get to that town at some point in my life. although, chances are, i won't leave.

The Bridge was spectacular last night. this season isn't as good as the first one was but it is as close as you can get to being as good. i love the small world feel as the characters are getting closer and closer to being intertwined. i can't wait for next week.

also tonight, i'll be watching Married and You're The Worst on FX.

the New York Rangers surprised me yesterday by winning the Kevin Hayes sweepstakes. he should fit in quite nicely with how AV wants the guys to play.

i figure i might flip over to FXX sometime in the next 12 days for The Simpsons marathon. that's one of the myriad of shows that i never really got into over my 38 years on earth.

that's all for today kids. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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 my enemies...

music:

The Devil Makes Three - Old Number Seven
Matthew Sweet - The Ugly Truth
Cocorosie - Werewolf
Ryan Bingham - Until I'm One with You
Joe Nichols - Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
K's Choice - Not an Addict
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)

"I don't want to look back. I want to keep going forward, I still have something to say to people." - Joe Strummer

nothing a long shower couldn't cure...

i got stuck behind a school bus today on my way into town. that brought back the less than fond memories of going to school in late August knowing you had at least one class in the afternoon that was in the west building. of course, that building had no air conditioning. ah, good times...

the Yankees got a lead last night and promptly pissed it away. they tied the game only to lose it in the 9th, 7-4. i'm at the point now where i truly don't give a shit. i may watch them for a bit tonight, but thankfully there are other shows for me to watch.

Tyrant was excellent last night. i can't wait for the season finale next week.

Hard Knocks was more unintentional comedy for me. being a Saints fan, quite honestly, i get a good amount of joy out of any misery the Falcons have.

tonight i'll be watching Big Brother, Brew Dogs, and The Bridge. hopefully it will be a great night of television.

i got a call from the muse today. i haven't heard from her in nearly a month. i was happy to hear that at least some of her drama is getting settled in her life.

i haven't heard from the dream woman in a few days. as usual, i have no fucking clue what's going on there.

i took a nap this afternoon while watching some Champions League playoff games. i guess i needed some sleep. but, that's nothing a long shower couldn't cure. first time my lazy ass has had clean clothes on in days.

as usual, the weather people got it wrong again here. now, it's the casual excuse of pop up storms. i would love if one of them would just fucking say.. "honestly, i have no fucking clue what it's going to do out there. you may get rain or you may be dry for two fucking months. beats me." that little piece of honesty would win me over for life.

that's all for me today. hopefully, you're in a better place than i am currently. once again, thank you for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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 my enemies...

music:

Metallica - Bleeding Me
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Powerman 5000 - Bombshell
Rival Sons - Electric Man
Pantera - I'm Broken

"If you enjoy the fragrance of a rose, you must accept the thorns which it bears." - Isaac Hayes

sensory overload

next time i think it's a good decision to go to the store around 5 PM on a weekday, either talk sense into me or shoot me in the fucking head. too many people, way too many children, not everything stocked... the only good thing was nearly all the checkout lines were open and the woman bagging our groceries didn't bite my head off when i asked for some things in paper bags.

we went to the tractor supply store before that to get food for the zoo out here. i believe my cat Tolstoy might be on the dead list. haven't seen it in about 2 weeks. 2 more and it'll be scratched off the list.

was happy for Zach last night on Big Brother. i'm pretty sure Nicole will be leaving tonight. hopefully the next HOH will be able to get Frankie or Christine out next.

Wilfred was great last night. a nice mix of sadness and laughs. plus, most of the questions got answered. definitely a show that i will miss.

The Bridge was great again last night. i loved the ending. can't wait to see where it goes next week.

i also watched Brew Dogs on the Esquire Network last night. i try to catch that show when i can. one, just in case i travel, i'll know where the good bars are. two, i love beer. i highly recommend the show if you do as well.

after Big Brother tonight, i'll be watching Married and You're The Worst on FX.

i caught part 2 of The Jim Norton Show today on vice.com. if you love comics busting each other's balls, go check it out.

the Yankees had a lead last night. but, since the manager only trusts 2 relievers, he rolled the dice last night and tried to get 3 innings from a guy who normally doesn't go longer than 2. sure enough, he gives up a tying home run in the 3rd inning of work. and then, in comes a guy he doesn't trust, and he gives up a 3 run homer. the Yankees got back a run in the 9th and at least gave themselves a chance to tie the game, but, as is the story of this season, they came up short. a 5-3 loss that makes it more and more likely that Jeter's last season will be like Mo's last season. one with no playoffs. thankfully, they are off tonight before they go down to play in that dump in Tampa.

i feel bad for my mother. she's under so much stress and her ear is starting to fuck with her again. i had a conversation yesterday with her trying to make her understand why she is stressed and why she shouldn't be. mom is the kind of person that just wants to do her job, do it well, get paid accordingly, and go about her life. sadly, she picked the wrong profession, as she works with a bunch of glory fuckers. i related it like this: they don't want to find the cure for cancer, they simply want their name on it. this is where her stress comes from as she's not a glory fucker. i told her to either become one or quit giving a shit that they are. all i'm really trying to do is make sure she doesn't croak anytime soon. at least not until more of the bills are paid off.

yes, yes, i know, i'm going to hell for that last line. i'm trying to enjoy the ride.

well, that's all for me kids. see you tomorrow.

be well. be cool. be creative. be quick to send me CASH, love letters, panties, hate mail, broken promises, and old baseball cards.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)
Ashley Monroe - Weed Instead of Roses
Thriving Ivory - Angels On the Moon
The Horrors - Still Life
The Rolling Stones - Ruby Tuesday

"If you see the magic in a fairy tale, you can face the future." - Danielle Steel