i was up at 6:30 this morning, in pain as usual. after i took my blood sugar, i got some ice and got in my massage chair. i think i got a good 90 minute nap in. that helped a great deal.
the Yankees lost last night at home to the Giants, 9-1, in 6 rain soaked innings. hopefully, they will play better today.
Smackdown was very good last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and AEW Collision.
the New York Rangers play at Carolina today.
i do plan on watching the college hockey final tonight between Western Michigan and Boston University.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
i will probably watch plenty of sports today while icing my back. i figure if i can get my spine to freeze that will limit the amount of pain the pinched nerve can do.
i will probably be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays at Newcastle.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
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:
Lana Del Rey - Henry, come on
Valerie June - Endless Tree
Sharon Van Etten - Seventeen
Tracy Chapman - Give Me One Reason
Cat Power - I've Been Loving You Too Long (To Stop Now)
"There is no off position on the genius switch." - David Letterman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, the mail hasn't been delivered yet, so i might as well get the blog done as i bide my time. i really hope the cards are in the mail today. i just want to get this shit over with.
the New York Rangers pissed away two different 2 goal leads last night and lost at Anaheim in OT, 5-4. hopefully, that will be the nail in the coffin for this team. i don't want them to make the playoffs just to get swept by Washington in the first round. they play tonight at San Jose. if they lose this game, it will be time to start benching players and play the fucking kids.
i did watch some of the college basketball games last night. i went 4-0 once again. on my original bracket, i got 7 out of the elite 8 right. not bad.
Smackdown was really good last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live, AEW Collision and Queer.
i will probably watch some of the college basketball games tonight.
the Yankees play this afternoon at home against Milwaukee. hopefully, they will get another win.
mom is out in the living room watching Wrexham play. i'm hoping she is feeling better.
i'll probably be on here tomorrow in the morning once again. hopefully, i'll have good news to report.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
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.
Fan es la abreviatura de fanático
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:
Deafheaven - The Marvelous Orange Tree
Rita Donte - Zunzun Baba
Bob Dylan - Farewell, Angelina
Cat Power - Visions of Johanna (Live)
The BellRays - Blues For Godzilla
"My mom used to say that Greek Easter was later because then you get stuff cheaper." - Amy Sedaris
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i really thought there was going to be some upsets last night in the NCAA tournament. sadly, that didn't really happen. at least, that is how i'm explaining going 11-7 on night 2.
Smackdown was very good last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Collision.
the Dayton Flyers play today at Chattanooga in the NIT.
the New York Rangers play this afternoon at home against Vancouver.
and of course, plenty of college basketball today.
i took mom to downtown Dayton yesterday to get some death certificates. i hadn't been downtown in years. but, eventually, muscle memory kicked in. after that, we got some McDonald's for lunch.
i wrote 2 poems last night so i could send that submission out. they both were good but quite the struggle to write. joy.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
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.
Desear no es lo mismo que conseguir
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:
Luke Marzec - I Can't Get You Out Of My Mind
Cat Power - It's All over Now, Baby Blue (Live)
Bright Eyes - Waste of Paint
Charles Bradley - Why Is It so Hard?
Tom Waits - Come On Up To The House
"I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth." - Chico Marx
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
when my favorites die, i don't think of it as death. i think of it more as an escape. not many are reserved this judgment in my mind, but these two certainly are. Bob Uecker was a baseball player and announcer and honestly, one of the funniest humans to ever live. i was never a Brewers fan, but i did love listening to Bob call a game and bring back all the stories from his playing days. his Hall of Fame speech will be played forever. David Lynch was one of the most authentic humans that ever lived. his movies and tv shows gave me so much over the years. honestly, David gave me the strength to just say fuck it, and be weird. i'm sure he gave that to millions of people. both of these escapes today made me stop in my tracks. i'm just happy that i got to witness their greatness before my mind goes.
i did get my drivers license renewed today. i thought for sure i had failed the vision test. they use this font that looked like fucking hieroglyphics. but, i somehow passed. they now have the option to go 8 years between renewal dates. i paid the extra for the 8 years, wishful that before 2033 i will be living in a different state, or country, or be dead.
the Dayton Flyers played like absolute shit last night and lost at home to George Mason, 67-59. i watched the first 5 minutes and turned it off in disgust and never went back. now, they are truly fucking themselves.
after i got home from renewing my license, i got a little nap in before Manchester United played today. apparently, the players were sleeping as well as they were losing at halftime to the worst team in the Premier League, Southampton, 1-0. thankfully, Amad Diallo has decided this is going to be the season he becomes a superstar. he scored 3 goals in the second half. United won, 3-1. now, they are far from where they need to be, but at this point, i'll gladly take the 3 points and the money i won on Amad scoring today.
AEW last night was pretty good.
Abbott Elementary was pretty funny last night.
Inside the NFL was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
nothing on the DVR tonight.
the New York Rangers play tonight at Utah.
i'm sure i will watch some NBA games tonight to be honest as well.
i did get my poems to JPR last night. so far, he is pretty impressed with what he has read and how fast i got them to him. that made me very happy. i now want to get back to writing for the zines i need to send to. hopefully, those poems will be coming soon.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
just like, i have no damn clue what i am making for dinner tonight.
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.
Dos de mis humanos favoritos lo hicieron hoy
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:
Oracle Sisters - Riverside
Sweet Limb - Good To You
Cassius w/Cat Power - Feel Like Me
Chrystabell & David Lynch - The Answers to the Questions
Nine Inch Nails - She's Gone Away
"Negativity is the enemy of creativity." - David Lynch (January 20, 1946 - January 16, 2025)
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
there is so much to get to in this blog, i might as well start with the bullshit at the top of my mind. let me paint a picture. i have been talking to this beautiful woman from Georgia (state not country) for the last couple of weeks. i thought we really hit it off. we're both born in January. she's a Chelsea fan. i'm a Manchester United fan. she really liked my poetry. etc. etc. well, last night she told me she loves me. i said i love you too. felt incredibly comfortable saying that as i am at the point of my life where i am fucking tired of being alone. so, i got up this morning and there was no message from her. no big deal, i'll send the good morning. she comes back that she is in pain and her phone is fucked up. ok, shit happens, sorry to hear that. she then sends me a pic that says her camera on her phone won't work unless she has an Amazon gift card. i checked all around the web, already knowing the answer, but hoping to find something where i was wrong. so, you wait until the day after i say i love you to fucking try to scam me. that pissed me off royally. now, i had mailed her a book that should arrive tomorrow along with a birthday card. i usually allow people three strikes. but, when you toy with my emotions and then try to scam me, that's such a red flag that you have to go. so yeah, that was how my day started off. just fucking lovely. but, that should give me plenty to write about for the last 8 poems needed for the book.
i tried to start the Highlander today and of course it wouldn't. i needed to go to Kroger to get some pills and whatever was on the list. the battery charger mom ordered from Amazon is supposed to be here tomorrow. i'm hoping that works or we'll have to get a new battery. joy.
Manchester United defeated Arsenal yesterday in a penalty shootout to advance to the next round of the FA Cup. between a win with just 10 men and the draw at Liverpool the week before, maybe the team finally believes in itself again.
i did watch the NFL playoffs yesterday. Bills defeated the Broncos, 31-7. Eagles beat the Packers, 22-10. and the Commanders defeated Tampa Bay, 23-20. tonight the Rams will take on the Vikings.
The Agency last night was excellent.
Dexter: Original Sin was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
nothing on the DVR tonight. i will be watching Monday Night Raw on Netflix.
so, the 3 poems i wrote last night i will look back with a great sense of irony. the poems i will hopefully write tonight will have plenty of venom. i won't be shocked if i get real fucking close to the number i need by 4 in the morning.
i'm ultra depressed now given this shit today. i told mom i should have expected the Highlander not to start when my blood sugar was 99 this morning. for every good thing that happens, there has to be a negative to even it out.
i still have no clue what is going on with my health insurance. and i need to get my driver's license renewed sometime before my birthday on the 21st. joy.
there was something i wrote last night that really has me thinking today. this theory that maybe i am that person who never gets to really fall in love and have that kind of happiness in my life. part of me is so eager to not be alone anymore that i'm willing to overlook the obvious shit just for the chance. that makes me wonder if i'm just rolling the ball uphill just to watch it fall over and over again. i remember in my 20's an old girlfriend warned me i was becoming the bitter old soul. sure enough.
that's all for me kids.
i surely hope your weekend was better than mine.
on the bright side, i did get my laundry done.
now i have to go ice my bad back.
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.
La vida es una estafa
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:
Bon Iver - Skinny Love
Bright Eyes - Poison Oak
Ryan Bingham - The Poet
Warren Zevon - Carmelita
Cat Power - It's All over Now, Baby Blue (Live)
"I don't really plan. I just see what happens." - Ruth Wilson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i am pretty excited this morning to see how Manchester United plays under a new head coach. i'm really hoping they win today at Ipswich Town.
Ohio State defeated Indiana yesterday, 38-15. they play that shit school up north next week at home. if they win, they will play Oregon again for the Big 10 championship and probably the #1 seed in the playoffs.
i did watch a few college football games yesterday:
the New York Rangers lost last night in Edmonton, 6-2.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Somebody Somewhere.
the New Orleans Saints are off this week, so i'll probably just watch the Red Zone channel after the Manchester United game today.
i know at some point today i need to go to the grocery store to get a few things for tonight's dinner, etc.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
until then 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.
El comienzo de una nueva era
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:
The Band - Up on Cripple Creek
Cat Power - Visions of Johanna (Live)
John Prine - Loretta
Steve Earle - Colorado Girl
Deer Tick - Goodnight, Irene (Live)
"Fame is being asked to sign your autograph on the back of a cigarette packet." - Billy Connolly
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
my life has this uncanny ability to always swing the positive to negative and negative to even more negative with fucking ease. i'm not sure if it is because my inner child has to always be in pain. or, does my ego enjoy the suffering and rising above it. or maybe this is all i really know. happiness is fleeting. pain is real. loss is real. the sad thing is, i really want to be happy. have fun. enjoy what little life i have left. and no matter what i do to try to make sure these fairytales are possible, nothing works. this is why i have such a laid back fuck it view of life, etc. there is no point in me fucking it up more than i already have. i suppose this is my reasoning for just accepting the pain and learning how to live with it. joy.
the Yankees won last night at the Royals, 3-1, to clinch the series. they will play either Detroit or Cleveland in the ALCS.
Big Brother was good last night. Rubina got evicted. Chelsie won the first part of the final HOH. i fully expect Chelsie to win the show on Sunday.
The Old Man was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Smackdown, AEW Rampage and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.
i might watch some of Game 5 tonight between the Padres and Dodgers.
i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow.
i am going to try to sleep in my bed tonight. i have been sleeping in my massage chair for a month. i really need to just stretch out and relax and hopefully get some better rest. i'm hoping my bed will do the trick. my left arm has been feeling better recently, so i'm hoping i can sleep in the bed and not have the arm act up again because of arthritis or the pinched nerve. fingers crossed.
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 día de dolor, por supuesto.
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:
The Beaches - Blame Brett (Live)
Four Tet & Ellie Goulding - In My Dreams
Paul Oakenfold & Amba Shepherd - Love Escape
Pretty Lights - Hot Like Sauce
Cassius w/Cat Power - Feel Like Me
"If work was a good thing, the rich would have it all and not let you do it." - Elmore Leonard
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i didn't get to sleep until 4:30 this morning. i was hoping i would wake up sometime around 9 and get my day going. but, in reality, i woke up at 7:45 and have been up since. this is clearly the recipe to make sure i will be dead in a few years. good times.
i did get everything on the grocery list. mom about shit when she saw i saved more than $50 at Kroger today.
The Voice was good last night.
NXT was excellent last night.
AEW was good last night.
Deadliest Catch was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Masked Singer, Inside the NFL, Abbott Elementary and two episodes of Grotesquerie.
the Yankees play Game 3 tonight at the Royals. i'm hoping the Yankees will win and go up 2-1 in the series.
the New York Rangers start their season tonight at Pittsburgh.
i should be on here tomorrow after i take mom to get some more bloodwork done.
i hope everyone has a good night.
i need to go make dinner.
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.
Estoy funcionando con los vapores
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:
Chaparelle - Bleeding Hearts (Live)
Fruition - Scars
Fcukers - Tommy
Cat Power - Visions of Johanna (Live)
Bright Eyes - Waste of Paint
"Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." - John Lennon
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i wrote 2 poems last night. those were the first ones i have written this month. i guess i am having a harder time turning my pain into art these days. joy.
the Yankees lost yesterday at Seattle, 3-2. the lead in the AL East is now 4 games. the magic number to win the division is still 6. they start a series tonight at Oakland.
Big Brother was good last night. T'Kor was evicted. Makensy is the new HOH.
NJPW was very good last night.
The Old Man was excellent last night.
i did watch some of the Patriots vs. Jets last night. i made a little money on the game.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.
i will hopefully be on here tomorrow before Ohio State plays Marshall and Manchester United plays Crystal Palace.
i am hoping to do a little poetry work tonight as i know i need to get another round of submissions out there.
i need to go ice my back down before i make dinner tonight.
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.
Anoche escribí dos poemas
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:
Jean Dawson w/Lil Yachty - Die For Me
Willie Nelson - Do You Realize??
Bright Eyes & Cat Power - All Threes
Jesse Malin & Bruce Springsteen - She Don't Love Me Now
Jill Barber - Never Quit Loving You
"Mistakes are part of the dues one pays for a full life." - Sophia Loren
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i took my last weed gummy last night. i was really hoping i would get so damn high that i would end up sleeping around 10 hours. well, i did feel some effects from it, and i did slip off to a really good sleep. problem was, it only lasted for a little over 4 hours. well shit.
a big thank you to everyone that checked out my latest published poems:
it has been hot as hell here the last few days. that is supposed to change today, which of course means, nothing but thunderstorms. joy.
the Yankees won last night at home against the Cardinals, 6-3. hopefully, they will win again this afternoon.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both really good last night.
AEW Rampage was good last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was excellent last night.
for some reason, the local CW last night showed a minor league baseball game instead of Inside the NFL. so, i'm going to try to find it online sometime today and watch it, hopefully.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Collision.
WWE Bash in Berlin is this afternoon. it should be really good.
Ohio State starts their season today at home against Akron. i'l be watching that after wrestling.
i'm sure i will watch plenty of college football today, probably soccer as well.
i will hopefully be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays Liverpool.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
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.
El fin del mes
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:
Lifehouse - Hanging By a Moment
Johnette Napolitano - Leonard Cohen's Roses
Tanerelle - Siren
Guided By Voices - Tractor Rape Chain (30th Anniversary Version)
Cat Power - It's All over Now, Baby Blue (Live)
"You're either part of the solution or you're part of the problem." - Eldridge Cleaver
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i have been watching pro wrestling for roughly 46 of my 48 years on this planet. i can be very cynical with the product at times, but when something blows my mind, it charges all of my senses. last night was one of those nights. i was absolutely devastated when Bray Wyatt died. his brother talked about doing something that would be a tribute to his legacy. if the debut last night of the Wyatt Sicks was the start of that, they are off to a magnificent beginning. i had tears in my eyes seeing the characters come to life and what this could become as a real life horror movie right before our eyes. this was easily the best Monday Night Raw in quite some time. and i absolutely can't wait to see what comes next.
here are your highlights from Game 5 of the NBA Finals last night. congrats to Boston on winning the championship. that was a good future bet by me.
Name That Tune was very good last night.
i did watch some of the Euro 2024 today. Portugal got a late goal to win a crazy game.
mom's doctor's appointment went well today. her A1C is doing great. i see the doctor on Friday.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT and Deadliest Catch.
Game 5 of the Stanley Cup Final is tonight.
the Yankees play at home against the Orioles tonight. if the Yankees want to stay in first place, they need to win this series.
i need to get the trash picked up and out sometime tonight. they are supposed to come early to get it because of the heat. it got into the low 90's today.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.
i need to go get dinner started.
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.
cuando la lucha libre profesional se hace bien
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:
Valerie June w/Stax Music Academy - High Note
Cat Power - Visions of Johanna (Live)
Lana Del Rey - Video Games
Miley Cyrus - Wrecking Ball X Nothing Compares 2 U (Live)
Alexi 8bit - You Don't Have to Be Alone Anymore
"True elegance for me is the manifestation of an independent mind." - Isabella Rossellini
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i love when i can open up the house in the morning and let the air flow. now, i know damn well it will be too hot soon enough that i won't be able to do this, so i'm hoping i can enjoy it today. i wrote 4 more poems last night before i went to bed. i am pretty happy that the flow has continued. no noises from the attic this morning and nothing in the trap on the roof. now i have to be sure to be aware of the smell of death... more poems i suppose.
the New York Yankees won last night at Baltimore, 2-0. hopefully, they will win again this afternoon.
here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:
here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:
AEW Dynamite and AEW Rampage were both ok last night.
NJPW was really good last night.
The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.
Abbott Elementary was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Young Sheldon and two episodes of Welcome to Wrexham.
i'm sure i will watch some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight.
i did call Kroger this morning. now, did i get to talk to an actual human? of course not.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
until then 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.
maldito clima casi perfecto
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:
Emily Shirley - Morning Light
Cat Power - It Wasn't God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels
Sammi Smith - Help Me Make It Through the Night
Jaime Wyatt - Neon Cross
Lana Del Rey - High By the Beach
"Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason." - Novalis
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
