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.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

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

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

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

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

the highlight of your day

the highlight of my day so far has been watching two squirrels fuck in the backyard. as you might imagine, today has been one of those summer days where i would have done just as well just sleeping all damn day. though, watching the squirrels will probably bring forth some poems in the next few days.

i'm debating on when i should get a haircut. truth is, it should have been a few weeks ago, but apathy was winning at the time. so, now the debate is do i go to my regular barber or do i go to who does my mom's hair. decisions, decisions.

i had very mixed feelings about WWE Battleground last night. i was thrilled that Charlotte won the divas triple threat match. i was beyond fucking pissed when John Cena won another instant classic over Kevin Owens. Kevin has probably brought out the 3 best matches John has had in his career, yet they won't allow the superhero to actually pass the torch to a guy who could out-wrestle him in his sleep. makes no fucking sense at all. i wasn't surprised when i saw the Undertaker come out and ruin the Lesnar vs, Rollins match. how they want me to believe that a 50 year old man is going to whip Brock's ass is somewhat comical. but i guess i know what the main event of SummerSlam is going to be; a match that doesn't involve the Champion. so here's WWE once again pissing away a great wrestler (Seth Rollins) just like they did CM Punk. stupid stupid STUPID. i've watched it so many damn times, i have to keep reminding myself that most of the writers come from Hollywood and still after years of doing it, they have no fucking clue about pro wrestling.

here's a little music break as i climb down from this soapbox:

the Sunday night shows were really great. Big Brother was pretty funny. The Strain was fucking awesome. that's a show that is beyond fucking creepy at times. Ballers was pretty funny. The Brink was a nice way to take a nap. i didn't like this week at all. True Detective was fucking amazing. i'm really interested to see where this goes now. Ray Donovan was great. Masters of Sex was good, but as usual with the show, it could have been better. but, once again, Last Week Tonight had me laughing my ass off:

now, if you have a spare 2 hours or so, please watch some of the filthiest and funniest shit you will ever see:

the New York Yankees won yesterday 2-1. CC pitched better than he had all season and Tex hit a huge home run in the 8th inning. another series won. they start up a series against Baltimore tomorrow night at home.

the only thing i plan on watching tonight is Monday Night Raw. i would love to see a show where they atone for their sins last night, but i know better to think that will happen. Vince is still alive and still thinks he knows what we want to see. as much as i will forever believe what CM Punk said in his classic "pipe bomb" promo, there's no doubt in my mind this company will be better off when HHH is completely in charge. mostly because i know damn well why anyone that comes up from NXT gets buried before too long, and that's all Vince. especially if guys came from the "indies". so fucking stupid.

as some of you clearly thought, i spent most of the day in my room stewing on wrestling. i can't imagine why i'm single and masturbate myself to sleep each night.

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:

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Born On the Bayou (Live)
Jimi Hendrix - Once I Had a Woman
Jack Johnson - Flake (Live)
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Gov't Mule - Presence of the Lord (Live)

"If you carry joy in your heart, you can heal any moment." - Carlos Santana

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