so, mom was in some pain last night. her left leg has been killing her. i think it is probably because her back is fucked up and most likely pinching a nerve and it is running down her leg. so, she told me to make her a drink that was strong. i gave her a shot of Kraken and Disaronno that set her mouth on fire. then, i went to my go to for something strong, Wild Turkey 101 with some Coke Zero. she said she slept pretty good though she did have to shit in the middle of the night. i told her welcome to the life of an alcoholic. good times.
the Yankees won a crazy game last night, 3-2 in 11 innings over Seattle. the Yankees didn't have a starter for the game so they became the first team in MLB history to win an extra inning game without having 1 pitcher go more than 2 innings in the game. so, of course, that means their bullpen will be short today. great. hopefully, they will find a way to win again.
Smackdown was pretty good last night. i didn't get to watch 205 Live last night since i watched the gold medal game instead. i have no damn clue why they don't archive those episodes immediately like they do other things for WWE on Peacock. of course, given the releases last night from NXT, i could see 205 Live going away soon.
the USA men's basketball team won the gold last night by defeating France, 87-82.
Real Time with Bill Maher was pretty funny last night.
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on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
i'm sure i will watch some of the Olympics today and maybe some MLS as well.
i got to see the highlights from the Manchester United friendly this morning against Everton. it's always good to win 4-0 in your last tune up for the regular season.
my sister is coming down here this afternoon. hopefully, she will take some of these tomatoes back home with her.
i should be on here in the morning tomorrow.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the shot.
puedo sentir un poco de lluvia que viene pronto
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:
Holly Miranda - Bees
The Weeknd - Take My Breath
Hippo Campus - Suicide Saturday
INXS - Not Enough Time
Nicole Atkins - A Night of Serious Drinking
"Life is too short to do the things you don't love doing." - Bruce Dickinson
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i have been up since 5 this morning. it feels like i have spent the whole damn day driving mom around.
her first appointment went really well. her surgeon think her hip has healed rather nicely and she is due back to see him in 2 months.
after breakfast and finally getting a chance to check my emails, it was off to her appointment for her cataracts. the one in her right eye is worse than the one in her left eye, so the right eye gets operated on first. also in the right eye, her cornea is fucked up. that will be managed unless it gets worse and then she gets to have a transplant. she'll have her cataracts done later this month and early next month. hopefully that means she will be bandaged for my sister's 40th birthday.
that damn appointment was over 3 hours long. that gave us enough time to get home, shit, eat and then go right back to where we were this morning for her physical therapy.
that session was supposed to be 45 minutes long. it was over 60. at least the therapist thinks she is doing well. mom doesn't think so. and people wonder where i get my negativity.
i am fucking tired and probably on the verge of falling asleep during Monday Night Raw.
the New York Yankees got some great pitching yesterday. Luis Severino gave up a solo homer in the first inning. the next hit he gave up was in the 7th inning. the offense finally woke the fuck up and the Yankees earned the split with Cleveland by beating them 8-1. they start a series tomorrow night in Toronto.
Big Brother was pretty good last night. too bad Jessica's plan isn't going to work.
Twin Peaks was yet another delicious mind fuck last night.
Ray Donovan was excellent last night. always good to start a season off with a death.
I'm Dying Up Here was really good last night. i laughed when the guy got the car his father committed suicide in in the will. my father didn't leave me shit.
The Strain was fucking great last night.
Ballers was pretty good last night.
Insecure was great once again last night.
Power was fucking great once again last night.
Last Week Tonight was fucking hilarious as usual last night.
enjoy some music:
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Brillo Box (3 cents off). i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
i did do a little poetry work last night. i know where my next 12 poems are going to go.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays in the UEFA Super Cup against Real Madrid.
of course, mom has a doctor's appointment the same time as the match, so i'm going to miss at least the first half or so.
that's all for me kids. i hope everyone had a great weekend. i'm off to go drink myself to sleep.
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:
2CELLOS - With or Without You
Florence + The Machine - Addicted to Love
My Morning Jacket - Tyrone
"If heavy metal bands ruled the world, we'd be a lot better off." - Bruce Dickinson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i figure that should give my white blood cells a workout. i was busying typing up the 3 poems i wrote today and wouldn't have even noticed the little fucker in my mouth if it wouldn't have started moving. that's when i swallowed as i was too busy to be distracted. i suppose there will be a poem about this before too long.
as for the 3 poems i wrote, i really like 2 of them. so, i know damn well the one i don't like as much will be the first one accepted and/or published. that's just how it goes sometimes. i do know where i am sending out the 13 poems tomorrow. full details after they have been sent.
the internet was actually working the way it's supposed to this morning. and of course, here come the fuckers from Frontier Communications to change the modem out. so, i have to get offline, not like i was busy doing anything (listening to a podcast and emailing some folks at the same time) so these fuckers can realize, there's nothing wrong with the modem. talk about a company refusing to believe THEY are the ones fucking shit up. they also lied to my mother about the discount she was going to receive each month for the rest of the year. good thing my mother writes all this shit down. can't wait to see the letters to the company president and who the fuck else will get blasted. so once again, if you have the choice between Frontier Communications and eating a bowl of steaming shit, take the shit.
another game, another Yankees loss. that's probably more time than i should spend on them. though i think they had a closed door meeting after the loss last night. if they lose again tonight, i really hope heads start to fucking roll.
i did enjoy Hard Knocks last night on HBO. though i do hate when an episode ends with a kid getting a season ending injury.
i have decided i'm only doing 2 fantasy football teams this year. i figure with the internet being a piece of shit and not knowing when we might be moving, i would take a step back. of course, i still expect to win with both teams.
i didn't see my cat Whitey this afternoon when i went out to feed them. it's a rare enough occurrence that i actually noticed it. it will be very interesting to see if she's around come tomorrow. she's the ring leader of all of them out here.
tonight will be what's becoming my normal Wednesday night viewing, Big Brother, Duck Dynasty, and The Bridge. and for torture, i'll flip to the Yankees during commercials.
that's all for today. take it easy and if it's easy, take it again.
music:
Neon Indian - Psychic Chasms
Phantogram - Nightlife
Beastie Boys - Check Your Head
Zac Brown Band - You Get What You Give
"Rock music should be gross; that's the fun of it. It gets up and drops its trousers." - Bruce Dickinson
