surrounded by death

i woke up to the news this morning that the woman i have sat next to for the last decade or so at the Dayton basketball games died last week. she was in the Hall of Fame at the school. she also took care of me when i broke my foot in 7th grade playing basketball. needless to say, i've known her for a long damn time. you will be missed PJ. rest in peace.

mom wanted to go over to the farm for a final time today. she wanted to see what was set out for the auction tomorrow. i think both of us just wanted to get a final look at it. i did bring my camera.

i actually did see a cat while i was there. the cat Batman has survived. it's not a friendly cat, so i didn't bother to try to track it down. but, it did find the food i put out yesterday. hopefully that helps it survive a little longer. i know damn well that after June 11th, not much of anything will have a chance to survive on that farm.

time for a quick music break:

the New York Yankees whipped one of the best pitchers in baseball last night 7-2. Tex had the big hit with a grand slam. hopefully they can keep it going tonight up in Seattle.

Monday Night Raw was barely average last night. other than the interchange between Kevin Owens and John Cena, the rest of the show didn't do much for me.

i did like the podcast afterwards with Stone Cold Steve Austin and Paul Heyman:

on the DVR tonight will be Deadliest Catch.

here's some late night funnies for you:

so we got a new receiver from Directv today. i went to hook it up and of course, i was having problems. so mom called the help line. we got this woman who obviously was more interested in having a conversation with the other ladies in the room than helping us. if she would have told me the trick to do when the remote is acting up at the beginning, this 50 minute call would have been around 15. eventually, everything started to work correctly again. needless to say, i believe we'll be going the online route for help from now on. fuck me running.

mom leaves for Columbus tomorrow for a nursing conference. i'll be home alone. i'm hoping it won't be raining so i won't be completely fucking miserable. i'll probably spend most of the day doing my laundry. i'm way behind in that.

that's all for me today. i've got trash to pick up and a bad back that is calling for some ice.

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:

Death from Above 1979 - Virgins
Villagers - The Soul Serene
The Holydrug Couple - Baby, I'm Going Away
Matt Skiba and the Sekrets - She Wolf
Bon Iver - Skinny Love

"I think it's important to encourage gluttony in all its formats." - Lydia Lunch

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

one of my last visits to the farm

got up this morning and felt like hell. it was raining on and off all night. my right ankle felt like it was broken in about 50 places. but, the past few weeks have really sharpened my pain tolerance. i'm not exactly sure how i'm walking, but i am. after mom and i went to McDonald's for breakfast (probably not the best choice) we went to the farm. i spent almost 18 years out there, trying to build a habitat good for animals, plants, insects, humans, etc. while driving up the lane, the fuckers that bought the farm in the auction (but technically don't own it yet) have taken it upon themselves to make the farm look the way they want it to. all the fencing is gone. all the cats are gone. the trees that were my cousin's father's trees from California are gone. there's these huge piles of wood and trash all over the place. i told mom it's a damn good thing i took the gasoline a few weeks ago or there would already be a few bonfires going on the farm. i put air in the tires of my truck. i'm hoping it goes for something north of $50 in the upcoming auction. we had to break down a few shelving units that we want to use in the garage of the new house. after a few hours, it was more or less time to go. if i don't have to be at the upcoming auction (mom will be out of town), today is probably the last day i will be at the farm. it was sad to see all those damn trees knocked down. the pastures were mowed, which is the first time they were touched in a decade. i kept them high so animals could hunt in them or hide in them while being hunted. i have no clue what the new owners are going to do with the place. i'm pretty sure i won't like it regardless. most of this afternoon i've been thinking of what happened to the cats. my gut tells me they are dead. and not like they were out and about and got caught my another animal dead. like they were caught and killed and dumped somewhere. if i had any guilt in my body, this would be where it would be killing me. but i don't. part of the asshole gene i suppose. just a few more weeks and all of this will be over.

i did watch most of the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame inductions last night. it was cool to see Joan Jett play. hard to believe Green Day has been around that long. plus, i loved the induction of Stevie Ray Vaughn. between him and Lou Reed, the tears of nostalgia were flowing last night.

the Stanley Cup Final is set. Chicago vs. Tampa Bay. sadly, my dream final has always been Chicago vs. New York Rangers. what could have been.

ROH last night was so damn good i watched it again this afternoon. the buildup between Jay Lethal and Jay Briscoe has been excellent. i can't wait to see that match.

the weather has cooled down a bit today. of course, it took a day or two of rain to have that happen.

time for a music break:

the New York Yankees got some great relief pitching last night and a few clutch hits to win 5-3. they go for the split this afternoon.

after the game, i'll probably go right to watching the WWE Network. i am really looking forward to the Elimination Chamber matches tonight. hopefully, Kevin Owens will destroy John Cena. plus, the two chamber matches for the titles tonight should be amazing. hopefully i'll have plenty of videos to share tomorrow.

so on the DVR tonight will be Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Penny Dreadful, Silicon Valley, Veep and Last Week Tonight. i figure i'll watch a few after the wrestling and then catch up with the rest either Monday morning or afternoon.

while going through some shit last night, mom came across a thank you note sent to both of us back in 1981. it came from one of the hostages that was in the Iran hostage crisis back in 1979/1980. as you might imagine, i wasn't the normal 4 or 5 year old. being able to read at 2, i was fully aware of current events by the age of 4. hell, by 8 i was reading at a college level. not sure where i'm going to keep this letter, but it will find a place somewhere in this house.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone is having a great weekend. hopefully the sun is out where you are.

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:

Hank Williams III - Whiskey, Weed, & Women
Jeremy Pinnell - The Way Country Sounds
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Benjamin Booker - Wicked Waters
John Prine - Jesus the Missing Years

"I exist as I am, that is enough." - Walt Whitman

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

let the storm clouds roll in...

i woke up this morning to the news that B.B. King had died. not exactly how i would like to start a Friday morning. blues music is one of the things that has allowed me to escape this world as much as anything on this fucking planet. so, as you might imagine, i've been listening to a ton of music today:

and since i was in such a great mood, i typed up the three poems i needed to this afternoon. i think they are pretty good and honest but i'm a little biased. i have no clue when i will send them out. maybe closer to Father's Day. i'm sure someone will be looking for dead dad poems around that time.

mom and i went over to the farm today for the first time since it was sold. there was still 8 cats that were there. they followed me around, just knowing i had some food for them. imagine their surprise when i didn't. they have to be eating something. of course, last time i was there there was 15 cats.

after that we had lunch at Waffle House. i only recommend this if you just happen to need a huge amount of grease in your belly at the moment.

the New York Yankees lost again last night, 6-1. i didn't bother to watch much of the game. after they got behind big early and had yet another injury to a pitcher, i decided i'd just watch basketball instead. the Yankees play tonight in Kansas City. not exactly the best place to try to end a losing streak.

thankfully, the shows last night were good. The Comedians was pretty funny. Louie was a fucking riot. and once again, Lip Sync Battle was way better than it should have been:

i watched all of Late Show with David Letterman last night. it was great:

try to not have that song stuck in your head for the rest of your life.

here's some more funny shit from last night:

as you might imagine, i didn't sleep much last night. plus, add in this damn weather and i'm pretty much just a cranky bastard at the moment.

i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. this might be the night to catch up on the DVR.

i'll probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. Saturday is going to be another busy one. between the NHL playoffs, horse racing, soccer and god knows what else... the morning will be the only time i won't be busier than nine cats covering up shit in a wind storm.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. only fuck the ones that cough.

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:

B.B. King - Live in Cook County Jail

"The blues was bleeding the same blood as me." - B.B. King (September 16, 1925 - May 14, 2015)

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

and now another lifetime comes to an end

tonight is the farm auction. i lived out there since 1997. i had so many good times out there, living with no neighbor within sight. but, that all comes to an end tonight. i'm hoping the auction goes well and hits a nice big number. at least enough so mom can pay off a few things and get debt free or as fucking close to debt free as possible.

today is another hot and muggy one here. so, i caught up on most of the television i missed over the last couple of days.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night. i have no clue how anyone could work in that type of storm.

i finally watched the David Letterman special from the other night. that certainly brought back some memories.

i was a little disappointed in The Voice last night. i do believe that India has the best voice on the show. but, she is clearly not the best performer. to see her get saved yet again last night over Kimberly was disappointing. but, the semi-finals are now upon us.

Undateable was fucking awesome last night. you could tell it was live and everyone really enjoyed it. i'll be keeping that one on the DVR for some time.

on the DVR tonight will be Lucha Underground. i'm hoping the auction is over in time for me to catch NXT tonight on the WWE Network.

also tonight the Yankees will be going for the series win after their 6-3 win last night. Michael Pineda is clearly turning into the ace of the staff.

and the New York Rangers have a must win Game 4 tonight in Washington. i don't like their chances if they fall down 3-1 in the series.

here's something to either make you laugh or reach for some lotion, choice is yours:

got some FREE music on NoiseTrade last night that is really good. i'll provide the links below.

the WWE special on ESPN last night was really good. i hope they do more stuff like that in the future as it certainly does expose many of the hidden gems the company has. and hopefully it forces them to get them up to Raw and Smackdown sooner rather than later.

that's all for me today. i'm heading over to the farm to go feed the cats (probably for the final time) and meet with the guy running the auction. mom certainly wants to know what's going on with all the other stuff out there (lawn tractor, my truck, furniture, etc.).

hope this finds everyone with a cool drink in their hands.

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:

Deer Tick - Goodbye, Dear Friend
Rissi Palmer - Sweet Sweet Lovin' (The Back Porch Mix)
Glass Animals - Gooey
Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue
Tracy Chapman - Give Me One Reason

"Time spent with cats is never wasted." - Sigmund Freud

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

back in the saddle

i decided i would be something other than lazy today and actually do a blog post. now, i can't guarantee that i'm going to make this a daily ritual once again right away. but, as i'm slowly getting used to life in the suburbs once again, i can see this becoming my drug once again.

the furniture, or most of it, arrived on Monday. mom realized then just how small this house really is. that made me laugh. how we don't end up killing each other before we die of natural causes is beyond me. the good thing is my recliner is finally here and i've been able to sleep in it each time i have put my fat ass in it.

the weather has been crazy the last few days. the rain has really fucked me up. of course, the 30 degree drop in temperature didn't help either. i see the doctor on Monday. that should be an interesting one. since nearly everyone else in my family is a diabetic, i get my screening done on Monday. plus, i'd love to find out what is really going on with my ankle.

the Dayton Flyers had their run in the NCAA tournament ended by Oklahoma. they simply ran out of gas. but, they ran out of it months later than most people thought they would. and today they extended their coach until 2022. i highly doubt he will be here that long, but it does mean the college will get paid when he leaves for a big time job. of course, he may fool us all and stay here forever. he's got some great talent coming in next year. if it all works out, i can sense another deep run coming.

the New York Rangers could clinch a playoff spot tonight. they play Ottawa. more importantly though, The King is back. i believe he's going to play one of the games this weekend. if he can come back healthy and great, get ready for another DEEP playoff run. i really don't give a shit if they win the President's Trophy or not, i simply want the Stanley Cup again before i die.

i've been enjoying The Voice here for the last few weeks. here's a couple of the performances i've really liked:

so far i prefer team Blake (shocker) but i think each team has someone that can win the whole thing.

i didn't get on here to boast about Manchester United beating Liverpool, but i will gladly post the best goal in the Premier League this season:

ladies and gentlemen, Juan Mata...

i am truly enjoying life with a DVR. i don't have to stay up all night to watch shit (even though i do) and i am catching up with a bunch of shows i didn't watch before. of course, my life is still consumed with sports. and with WrestleMania coming up this weekend, you can imagine that pro wrestling is dominating my life at the moment. let's just say my mother isn't that happy.

speaking of pro wrestling, here's one of the best damn casket matches i have seen in years. Lucha Underground is something you absolutely NEED to watch each week:

my brackets for the NCAA tournament aren't horrible. the problem is they aren't great either. at this point i'm just hoping either Kentucky wins it all or loses in the final.

amazingly, most of the cats are still alive. i don't feed them everyday anymore. i do feed them when i'm over there. i'm a little surprised at how resilient they have been. of course, i would gladly love for someone to come along and take them. the other night i was looking out the window here at the new house and saw this huge cat come right up to the door. for a second, i thought one of those fuckers followed me from the farm. that wasn't the case, but the lady that lived here before had cats. as i have told my mother repeatedly, NO FUCKING PETS. i'll have a few bird feeders and battles with the flying rats (squirrels) but the only animal inside of here will be me.

i do know she's fucking stunned that i actually use the vacuum every few days. the house is 90% carpet, so i know it's necessary. i can't wait until we get a dishwasher though. i mean shit, we actually have water now that doesn't stain fucking everything it touches, let's take advantage of it. i know though, all the good shit has to wait until the farm gets auctioned off. hopefully the price gets high enough that my mother and i don't have to worry about fucking anything for at least a few months.

ok, enough of my rambling. got some good shit bubbling in the poetry world, but i don't want to jinx anything. but let's just say that a guy in Sweden has been busting his ass and finally, it may be all paying off. i've got some poems to send out here soon. i believe that will happen in the next few days. most likely before the end of March. can't let the world forget about me just yet.

i'll try to make this a habit once again. hope this finds everyone in good spirits.

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:

Ryan Bingham - Bluebird
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
Annie Lennox - I Put a Spell On You
Van Morrison - Cleaning Windows
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World

"Freedom lies in being bold." - Robert Frost

let's just say that this James Corden is really entertaining me before i fall asleep each night:

one of those days to forget

if you have read this blog for any amount of time, i think it's pretty safe that i can assume you know just how big of a sports fan i am. which also means you know there are certain days where, as a sports fan, i'd rather stick a gun in my mouth than face the next day. hello to the present.

where to begin... oh, that's right, a little team in Manchester that probably pissed away a chance to finish in the top 4 this season. i guess it's poison for Manchester United to score first this season. of course, they only had that lead for almost 2 minutes. then, they absolutely dominated the second half but, as the manager said after the game, they forgot to score. who the fuck forgets that? dominate for 45 minutes and never challenge the keeper once and Swansea gets one fucking chance and it's in the back of the net. fuck me. now i have to lower myself into hoping Liverpool wins today so United is still in the top 4, barely. and if that wasn't bad enough...

the Dayton Flyers were always a team when i was growing up that would tease you with potential and then absolutely crush your hearts with a horrific loss to a team they should never lose to going down the stretch of a season. the last couple of years, that kind of loss hadn't happened. unfortunately, yesterday, it reared its fucking ugly head once again. to lose to a shitty Duquesne team by 10 (83-73) is bad, but to lose when only one player gives max effort (Dyshawn Pierre 27 points 12 rebounds) and no one gives a shit on defense is completely unacceptable. if they ever wonder why they missed the NCAA tournament this season, this will be the game they can look back to. nothing quite like going from being tied for first in the league to being fourth because you lost to a team with now 9 fucking wins this season. 9. i think i just tasted vomit.

after that, i decided to go punish myself by shoveling snow. what a fucking great time i had. we had every bit of 6 or 7 inches of snow. after i got the sidewalks done, my back was killing me. but, i couldn't do anything for it as i still had to feed the cats and take the trash out. just imagine what a couple of victory beers could have done for me.

the cats couldn't give a shit that i was there with food and water because i was a few hours later than i normally am. and people wonder why i don't like animals.

i let mom basically have the television last night. so, it was some Dateline and home improvement shows. i was hoping to get some sleep, but of course that didn't happen. so i basically just got on the computer and listened to music for a good 90 minutes or so. since i don't smoke pot anymore, that is my way of zoning out. it helped, i guess.

i fell asleep in the middle of ROH last night. so, i'm going to try to catch the episode today at noon. after that, i may watch a little of the Daytona 500 before i have to go to the grocery store to get my prescriptions. hopefully the roads are better today than yesterday.

tonight, the New York Rangers play Columbus at MSG. i won't watch much of the game as i have to watch the Columbus feed for it, and their announcers fucking suck. since the Academy Awards are tonight, Showtime isn't running any new shows. that makes my Sunday night a little easier. i believe the plan will be to watch The Jinx, Total Divas, Girls, Last Week Tonight, and Togetherness tonight. if everything works out, i might actually be done before 1 in the morning.

since we have all this snow now, the temps are going to get cold as fuck again. so, just about every night for the next week, the low will be below zero. good times. thank god the propane tank got filled the other day.

of course, being this cold will make moving pure fucking hell. and since the internet and Directv is going in at the end of February/early March at the new house, most of the shit has to be moved this week. good times. so, this more or less is my last week of living on the farm. hard to believe i have been here since May of 1997.

not sure how i will like/hate life in suburbia as i have hardly any clue how that is anymore. having neighbors that are within walking distance is certainly going to be a new thing.

oh well, cross that bridge when i get to it i suppose.

that's all for me today. this upcoming week is going to be hit or miss for this blog. i have no clue when i'm going to be on here next. so, until then my friends. hope you're having a great weekend. 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...

music:

Tinsley Ellis - In From the Cold
Alabama Shakes - You Ain't Alone (Live)
Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc
Portishead - Glory Box
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)

"I firmly believe that respect is a lot more important, and a lot greater, than popularity." - Julius Erving

another day, another winter storm warning

well, i finally started to pack things up today. mostly just some knickknacks and baseball cards. so, it was sort of like boxing up my youth. i still have all my music and books to get to. i think i'll have to take what i have already boxed over to the new house first and just bring those empty boxes back to the farm. this would be totally easier if it wasn't the fucking winter or if i had a vehicle that was actually reliable. but, this is my life, so nothing happens the easy way.

we're under yet another fucking winter storm warning. we could have 5-8 inches of snow by tomorrow night, or, we could have a shit load of ice. neither sounds good to me.

i did see 17 cats today. i should have known that was a sign that some shit was coming.

The Big Bang Theory was very good last night. i truly love how they can go from funny to totally serious in a second. that's how life is most days.

the New York Rangers blew 3 leads last night and lost 5-4 to Vancouver in a shootout. at least they got a point out of the game. they play tonight in Buffalo. this is a game they have to win. the rookie goalie is making his debut tonight. hopefully he does what he did when he had his debut in the AHL (shutout). i'd really like to be drinking a victory beer tonight.

the Dayton Flyers did not play last night. the bench only got 3 points. thankfully, the starters just don't seem to ever run out of gas. Dayton got their 20th win of the season by beating St. Joe's 68-64. congrats to Dyshawn Pierre on getting his 1,000th point of his career. this kid is only going to get better. here are the highlights from last night's win:

other than hockey tonight, i'll probably squeeze in some NJPW and Treehouse Masters.

i will probably be on here tomorrow before the Manchester United game. since Dayton plays in the early afternoon, i suppose i should get my ass up and get some shit done in the morning.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. hopefully your weather is much better than mine. do something crazy this weekend and tell the world about it. 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...

music:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Matisyahu - Chop Em Down (Live)
The Velvet Underground - Pale Blue Eyes
Joe Bonamassa - Midnight Blues (Live)
Ed Sheeran - Thinking Out Loud

"I always wanted to be someone better the next day than I was the day before." - Sidney Poitier

the bitter cold and old bones just don't mix

after i got in from feeding the cats i told my mother we weren't going to go to the basketball game tonight. she didn't want to go last night but i insisted that we would be. that was, until i actually went out into the cold. holy fuck! it's really fucking cold. i believe i was outside when we hit our high of the day, 7 degrees. with the wind, it felt like a balmy -25. with my bad back and my shitty pinched nerves and my mother's general hatred for the cold, there's no point going out when the game is on television.

so, that does alter my plans for the evening. the Dayton Flyers basketball game starts at 6. the New York Rangers play at 7. The Big Bang Theory is on at 8. so, it looks like i'll have a busy night in front of a heater and a tv.

how i didn't see any dead cats today is truly beyond me. of course, i only saw 12 of the 20. either the rest are hiding or have taken that long nap where i can't find them.

i figure what i might also do tonight is start packing some shit. i guess that's what you do when you move. i haven't had to do that since 1997.

Lucha Underground was excellent once again last night. here are some highlights from the show:

i had to change the water filter in the cellar today. the rust in our water is getting out of hand. of course, the only filters i have are ones that just take way the sediment. they don't do anything for smell. so, i'm really looking forward to my shower here in a few minutes.

can you tell i'm getting sick of the farm yet?

watched a little of the NBA trade deadline coverage today. i wish Sacramento would have done more, but at least they have a great head coach again. hopefully George Karl can get them back to being relevant once again.

that's all for me today. i will be on here sometime tomorrow. mom has to take the car in to get some basic shit done to it. i have no clue if she's getting a rental or not. so, i'll be home alone for a little while tomorrow. everyone knows what that means... porn.

i hope you are warm wherever you are. and if you're not warm, hopefully you are drunk. 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...

music:

Exitmusic - The Cold
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
TV on the Radio - Careful You
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy (Live)
The Black Crowes - Oh Josephine

"We're all going to be victims of temptation at several points in our lives." - Smokey Robinson

phat Tuesday

i guess i needed some sleep. i feel like i slept most of last night and this morning. somewhere around 7 hours or so. that's an eternity for me. but, that probably means i'll be up all damn night. great.

let's go back to yesterday afternoon and the Manchester United game. for some fucking reason, this team has fallen into the trap of only coming alive when they get scored on first. it reminds me of the last few years of when Sir Alex was there. and much like back then, the absolute fear of losing must be strong. United came from behind to win 3-1. they advance in the FA Cup to host Arsenal in a few weeks. below are some highlights from the game:

i didn't watch much of the New York Rangers game yesterday. the Islanders scored 11 seconds into the game and i was beyond fucking pissed. when they went up 2-0 i turned the channel and decided i wasn't going to watch another fucking loss to that team. i checked online later and noticed the score was 4-3. i resisted the temptation to turn back to the game. when the Rangers completed the comeback and won 6-5, then i flipped back to the post game interviews and whatnot. needless to say, but that victory beer tasted so fucking good. below are the highlights:

The Jinx was really good. i'm really interested to see where the show goes next week.

Gotham was fucking awesome last night. i absolutely love that show.

Monday Night Raw was interesting last night. i definitely thought it was better than last week. the brawl at the end of the show was really good. that should have the fans fully invested for Daniel Bryan vs. Roman Reigns. the highlight of the night for me was the interaction between HHH and Ric Flair. that certainly put a smile on my face:

when i went out to feed the cats, clean off the sidewalks, etc early this afternoon, i was very thankful it had warmed up to 15 degrees. i believe we hit a high of 21 today. fucking heatwave. i am shocked that i haven't found any dead cats, especially since these fuckers haven't figured out that water does fucking freeze.

mom and i went to the grocery store today. i figured it would be easier to do it today than when it's going to be below zero later in the week. i certainly saw some eye candy in the grocery store. i think a few might even make me put pen to paper soon. all in all, not a bad trip.

i have nothing on television tonight that i'm planning on watching. i figure it will be some home improvement shows and then the news.

i hope everyone is doing well. hopefully this finds you warm with a stiff drink or something else stiff in your hand. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

a little warning for all of you... there may be a few days coming up that i will be completely offline. given the move and the potential chaos coming, i'm not going to try to find time to squeeze in my blog when that time isn't going to exist. now, i'm certainly hoping i can get this move done and not miss any days on here. but, don't be shocked if that miracle doesn't happen. especially when i'm dealing with a shitty ass company like Frontier Communications.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Butch Walker - Chrissie Hynde
Michael Burks - Cross Eyed Woman
Gary Jules - Mad World
The Stone Roses - Love Spreads
You+Me - No Ordinary Love

"Limits, like fear, is often an illusion." - Michael Jordan

at least the sun is out

that's pretty much all i can say when i look outside and it is 4 degrees out. at least the sun is out. the windchill was close to -20 or so, but at least the sun is out. much to my amazement today, i didn't find any dead cats. of course, i only saw 14 of the 20. but, i think we'll be moved out of here before i'll be able to find them from the stench of death alone. of course, we still have a few cold as fuck nights ahead as well.

last night was pretty good. the New York Rangers exploded in the 3rd period to beat Arizona 5-1. the boys are clicking on offense right now and Cam Talbot is certainly finding a good rhythm in net. this will be all be tested though when they play at the fucking Islanders tomorrow night. that's a game they really need to win just to prove to themselves they can beat that team. here are the highlights from last night:

i enjoyed most of the NBA All-Star festivities last night. i was certainly interested in the 3 point contest as that was my forte when i played basketball. they guy i thought would win did:

as for the dunk contest, i really didn't have a clue who would win. but, rather quickly, i figured it out. as most people have pointed out, this was exactly what the dunk contest needed:

i think i fell asleep before the first commercial break last night during ROH. thankfully, i got to see the episode today at noon. it was fucking amazing. the main event was awesome. the singles matches were great. and i loved how the matches were booked as all 3 of them told a story. that's something that the WWE could really learn from.

i know i have no prayer of watching everything i want to watch tonight on television. most of my evening will be the 40th anniversary of Saturday Night Live. with all the amazing people scheduled to appear, i can't wait to see that. it should be fucking awesome. the problem is it will be on when every other fucking thing i want to watch tonight will be on. so, i will do my best to stay awake LATE to catch the shows on HBO and Showtime, but i'm pretty damn sure i'm going to be trying to catch up on Monday. i figure i will switch over to the NBA All-Star game during the commercial breaks tonight.

that's all for me today. i may try to get in a long nap before tonight or more likely, i'll try to get some reading and writing done. i certainly am a glutton for punishment.

i hope everyone is having a great weekend. hopefully you're not currently in a fucking blizzard or ice storm like most of this country is at the moment. 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...

music:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Phenomena
Empire of the Sun - Alive
Dead Man Fall - Bang Your Drum
St. Vincent - Digital Witness
Sneaker Pimps - 6 Underground

"I am the type of artist where you can't tell me anything. I have always been that way. I am right. I don't need any input." - Gary Clark, Jr.

it's just another day to me

i've promised myself i won't write any i'm alone again on Valentine's Day poems this year. thankfully, the weather has turned to shit, so i can always write about that.

i'm running on not much sleep at the moment and i'm truly dreading the -20 with the windchill temps that are coming this way.

the hockey game last night in Columbus was great. it's always fun to watch a couple of ex-New York Rangers find a way to beat the fucking Philadelphia Flyers. the Flyers blew a 3-1 lead in the 3rd period to lose 4-3 in OT. that loss helped me flip the stats in my fantasy hockey this week. all in all, a pretty good evening.

mom and i went out to Waffle House when we got back into town and it might have been the worst service i have EVER received at any restaurant in my life. we sat for 20 minutes before we even got asked what we wanted to drink. and then the food i ordered was almost cooked completely. almost. needless to say, i'll probably have a poem about that experience written soon.

i didn't watch Treehouse Masters or NJPW last night. i tried to get some sleep. i might have got about 4 hours.

when i got up this morning i remembered i didn't check my email last night. thankfully i had less than 100 emails to get through this morning. i fed the cats and told them i'll be on dead cat detail tomorrow morning as i'm sure one of them dumb fucks will freeze to death overnight. the snow isn't bad. the wind is ferocious. it's already blown the barn doors open and knocked some of the wood off of one of the barns. good times. i'll be sleeping by a heater tonight that's for sure.

the Dayton Flyers somehow beat St. Bonaventure today 75-61 with basically 6 1/2 players. one player got injured (hopefully he's ok and just missed the second half as a precaution) and another fouled out before the end of the game. i was waiting for Dayton's coach to just play with 4 guys Hoosiers style. but, i'll certainly enjoy the victory beer tonight. here are some highlights:

most of the really bad weather happened while we were inside at the game. the drive home wasn't too bad. of course, getting gas was a bone chilling experience.

tonight, i'll be bouncing between some NBA All-Star shit (3 point contest, slam dunk, etc) and the New York Rangers game at Arizona. after that, i'll be watching ROH tonight and hopefully staying warm.

i'll be back on here early tomorrow, that is if we still have power or if Frontier Communications has managed to keep the internet up and running. it went out on me this morning as i was trying to watch some YouTube videos. that's always fun.

hopefully your weather is a hell of a lot warmer than mine is. i do hope you are having a great weekend. if not, pour yourself something stronger. 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...

music:

The Dollyrots - Valentine's Day
Joanne Shaw Taylor - Blackest Day
Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"It's easier to build strong children than to repair broken men." - Frederick Douglass

and for you lonely fucks that need a laugh:

off to go freeze to death

i decided to write this early today as i have a ton of shit to do today. first off, i really need to clean off the sidewalks, etc as we have to go grocery shopping today as there is a big fucking ice storm coming. second, i have to get on dead cat patrol here soon as i go out to feed them. it got down to about -20 with the windchill last night. the smell of death is at the point in the house where i'd actually rather be outside at the moment. also, i think mom wants to go shopping for shit we'll need at the new house as she is hell bent on getting there as soon as possible. needless to say, i'm preparing to be in pain by the time i get back home in the afternoon.

i really just bounced around the channels last night; a little college hockey, a little pro wrestling, a little basketball, and then i watched Treehouse Masters. i so wish i had some fuck you money where i could build a fucking treehouse like the one last night. a window wall that turns into an awning. copper roof. floating bed. 150 foot bridge to it. i guess i should start lining the poetry books with cocaine. that might do it.

after the running around today, i'm planning on enjoying some time in my chair. there are 2 NFL playoff games that i plan on watching today. also, the Dayton Flyers play at Fordham tonight. they are favored to win that game as well. if they do, i believe that would be 6 straight wins. also tonight, the New York Rangers play at San Jose. i would love for them to finish off the California portion of their road trip with a sweep of the teams. that would be awesome. hopefully i will be enjoying a couple of victory beers when i'm watching a new episode of ROH late tonight.

i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow as Manchester United plays late in the morning. so it might be one of those as soon as i wake up blogs. good times. but i do know i have a busy ass Sunday ahead as well, between sports, shows, Golden Globes, trash day, approaching storm, etc. etc. i suppose the assholes are correct; there is no rest for the wicked.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone has a great start to their weekend. 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...

music:

Dinosaur Jr. - Feel the Pain
Saliva - Click Click Boom
Ned's Atomic Dustbin - Grey Cell Green
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
AFI - Silver and Cold

"Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it." - Robinson Jeffers

surviving the bitter cold

you could say i was somewhat shocked when i didn't find any dead cats today. it got down to at least -30 with the windchill last night. fuck, i was fucking cold and i was in the heat. i have no clue how they all stayed alive last night. i guess the force is strong with them.

mom went to a meeting today and left me her vehicle to use. instead of being a complete degenerate, i decided to get some shit done. so, i did the grocery shopping so mom wouldn't have to come out in this weather. i got what we needed and kept it under $40. that's good i suppose. she was a little shocked when she came home. of course, imagine my surprise as i thought i was picking her up and had just finished jerking off when she walked in the door. that's one feel to feel like a teenager again.

tv last night was good. some parts really good. let's start with...

Lucha Underground was great last night. the whole concept of the title match and the fact that it took up the entire hour was great. i'm happy with who got the title and hopefully there are many more shows to come. here are some highlights:

TNA was good last night. it was my first time watching this company in years. some of it was a pleasant surprise and more of it was why i stopped watching years ago. i'm not sure if i'll keep on watching it, but at least i know i get the channel it is now on.

American Horror Story was fucking creepy last night. Neil Patrick Harris knocked his role out of the park. plus, yet another great ending. easily, one of the best shows on television.

by the time that got done, i was able to watch most of the rest of the New York Rangers game last night. talk about a great way to start a road trip. a very convincing 4-1 win over one of the best teams in the league. hopefully they will have some more in the tank when they have the Stanley Cup Final rematch tonight against the Kings. here are some highlights from last night:

tonight is another clusterfuck of sorts for me on television. the Dayton Flyers play on the road here in a few minutes. the game is on tv, but will clash with The Big Bang Theory. so, now do i listen to the game on the radio or do i flip back and forth like the asshole i am. i suppose you know what will happen. hopefully Dayton gets a win tonight. if they can win games on the road shorthanded like they are, i will be very impressed.

after The Big Bang Theory and god knows what else tonight, i'll be watching the Rangers game for sure. and then hopefully getting some sleep. i could use something more than 4 hours or so. hopefully a couple of victory beers do the trick tonight.

i spent a little time on iTunes today fucking around. you'll see some "new" music down below.

thanks to Janne Karlsson for the great comments on my latest poems. i truly do appreciate them.

that's all for me today. i hope this finds everyone warm or with a drink in their hands. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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...

music:

Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Alabama Shakes - Live at Third Man 9/20/2011 Single
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
My Morning Jacket - Suspicious Minds (Live)

"Ambition is a dream with a V8 engine." - Elvis Presley

Je Suis Charlie

and here comes hell...

the doomsday local media has done its job well today. i drove past the local store when i was out getting the mail at the post office and the parking lot was packed almost out to the street. we supposedly have 3 to 5 to holy shit inches of snow coming tonight and into tomorrow morning. so, of course everyone had to go out and stock up for the end of days.

i'm not sure i have caught up on my sleep yet, but i'm still kicking. i'm drained beyond belief. that should be the perfect mix for shoveling snow tomorrow.

i did watch Total Divas last night. i think i'm really going to enjoy Paige on the show. you can tell she totally has a 'i don't give a fuck attitude' that i love. she should make this shit enjoyable for me.

i spent most of today just lounging in front of the television. i did get a good laugh when i saw the next round of the FA Cup draw. Manchester United is on the road yet again, against the lowest ranked team left. hopefully they can get the job done easier this time.

tonight is back to my usual Monday night clusterfuck. Gotham comes back on tonight. i'm pumped to watch that again. at the same time is Monday Night Raw and the gold medal game of the 2015 World Juniors between Russia and Canada. the New York Rangers have 3 prospects in that game that will play a major role. so, the plan i have in my head is to watch Gotham and flip between wrestling and hockey during the commercial breaks. just a few more weeks and hopefully i'll be moved and that whole home DVR will be taking care of these problems for me.

it did get pretty damn cold last night. it's supposed to get even colder the next few days. i turned the heat up in the house as mom thinks she's coming down with something. i had a hell of a time changing the water filter in the cellar today. the perfect time for my bad back and arthritis to collude against me. but, i got the fucker changed after 10 minutes of cussing and wondering if i was going to snap a pipe in two. hopefully we don't have any frozen pipes in the next few days.

i saw most of the cats today. the next few days will be interesting for them. if we do get the snow these assholes are saying we will get, this will be the first significant snowfall some of them have ever seen. i'll definitely have to be on the lookout for dead cats in the next few days. i've already had one freeze to death earlier in the season. i'm not doubting there will be a few more that don't make it.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i figure it depends on the weather and how bad it truly does get. i'm expecting i'll have some shoveling to do. hopefully my back holds up.

my uncle goes in for surgery on his hip tomorrow. mom wanted me to go over and say hello to him. i asked if it was just in case he doesn't make it through the surgery. she said yes and i refused. i told her to tell him i didn't come over to say hi because he's not going to die. he got a good laugh out of that.

that's all for me today. hope everyone had a great weekend, a better Monday and... ah, who gives a shit. hope this finds you alive. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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...

music:

Alabama Shakes - Always Alright
Mastodon - The Motherload
TV on the Radio - Careful You
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
Broken Bells - Holding on for Life

"The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race is the human race." - Don Marquis

peering through the rain and fog

so i slept a little better last night. i got almost 5 hours, which for me is like a normal person getting close to 8 hours. i did feel a little refreshed when i woke up this morning and i knew it was more than just the shower i took last night.

it rained all damn night. thankfully, none of it was frozen. my body is telling me it's going to rain most of the day. this will be fun.

the Dayton Flyers open up A10 play today at home against Duquesne. it's a game Dayton should win easily, but nothing comes easy for any damn team i root for. the game is on national television, airing on NBCSN. hopefully i'll be drinking a victory beer later today.

i caught up on some podcasts last night, notably Talk is Jericho and The Art of Wrestling. i finally took the time to actually start subscribing on iTunes to the podcasts i listen to all the time via rss. i also started deleting shit from my library on my computer. nothing like getting rid of shit you don't use anymore.

after the game, we're coming back home because the NFL playoffs start today. that will start off a crazy day for me on tv. after the two NFL playoff games and the New York Rangers game, i'm planning on watching the new episode of ROH. i believe it's all highlights from 2014. now, if i'm somehow still awake (i'm hoping to nap during the football games) i'm hoping to watch the NJPW ppv (Wrestle Kingdom 9). it starts at 2 in the morning here. i'm trying to force myself to stay up because this is basically the Japanese Wrestlemania. and all the matches look like they are going to be fucking awesome. and with it being the first time on American television... you get the point why i want to stay up. now, here's the kicker. the show will get over around 6 in the morning. at 10 in the morning, Manchester United will be playing. do i stay up, take a nap, say fuck it to everything and just sleep for 10 hours... decisions, decisions. seeing that the ppv is $45, if i'm getting it, i'm staying up to watch it.

i fed the cats this morning. i think they were a little surprised to see me that early. no dead ones, as of yet. i saw that in the middle of next week the lows are supposed to be below zero. that's when i'll truly be on alert for dead cats.

that's all for me today. i have to get ready to leave. and you know how concerned i am with my public appearance. stop laughing.

hope everyone has a great weekend. hopefully the weather is better where you are. 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...

music:

The Crystal Method - Busy Child
The New Basement Tapes - When I Get My Hands On You
Volbeat - A Warrior's Call
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Love and Rockets - So Alive

"Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired." - Jules Renard

arthritis is kicking my ass

if the first 2 days of 2015 are a clue to what the whole year is going to be like, this is going to be my year of pain. i suppose this will be my true test of my pain tolerance. if i make it to the other side, there will be a new me. if i don't, enjoy the poems along the way of my demise. the fact that it's somewhat painful to type this at all is a wonderful sign of things to come.

other than the pain, i'm still riding the high of Ohio State upsetting #1 Alabama last night in the Sugar Bowl. that was an instant classic. the highs, the lows, my incessant cussing out of coaches for play calls, the touchdown run to seal the win, one of the best victory beers of my life. Ohio State won 42-35 and will now play for the National Championship against Oregon. hearing all these fuckers from down south so pissed off last night made me laugh all night long. the myth of the SEC has now been broken forever. thank god.

it took me forever to fall asleep last night and then i got a whole 2 hours of sleep before i woke up to do the dishes. two days in a row of being up before the sun. i guess i'm suddenly in my 60's. i'm going to try to sleep in my chair tonight. i cat nap in the fucker most of the day anyway. hopefully i'll be able to get a few more hours and hopefully my shoulder will feel better as well.

i'm planning on taking a nice long shower after this. enjoy that visual.

Frontier Communications finally got around to fixing our shit. i guess some mice were the culprit on the other main road out here in the sticks. of course, when it gets really cold here in a few days, i expect our service to go out again.

i guess mom is now targeting late January to start the moving process.

after a little nap earlier today, i watched team USA play Russia in the 2015 World Juniors. Russia eliminated the USA once again from this tournament, 3-2. that's 2 years in a row. the two New York Rangers prospects on Russia played good. i think they definitely have two future NHL players in those two picks. as for the USA, there was something missing with this team for sure. when i saw the end of the game and tempers were flaring and no one came to help one American player, it became easy to see that this was a team of individuals. hopefully they learn from this painful lesson, but i seriously doubt it.

i have no clue what i'm going to do tonight. i might pour me a tall glass of whiskey and start sending out poetry submissions. or i might just watch some television and hopefully fall asleep. either way, i'm really looking forward to that shower.

i'll be on here early tomorrow as we have a basketball game at 1 in the afternoon. it's supposed to be raining cats and dogs. hopefully the freezing rain will have moved on by then. the weather is going to get pretty fucking crazy around here in the next 48 hours. from thunderstorms to snow and single digit temperatures. good times.

one the cats has not been eating much the last few days. i figure the ground is just about frozen solid, so it will be dying soon. they rarely die when i can bury them somewhere. i figure once there is a few inches of snow on the ground and we have some snow drifts out here, that's when the damn cat will die. that's certainly one thing i won't miss at the new house. of course, it really just means i'll end up talking to myself more.

that's all for today. i'm thinking i'm going to do a little shaving before i get in the shower. on my face you perverts. i hope everyone had a great day. if not, drink something stronger. 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...

music:

Kelly Sweet - In the Air Tonight
Rival Sons - Electric Man
Mischa "Book" Chillak w/Esthero - Ready or Not
The Glitch Mob - Can't Kill Us
DJ Khaled w/T-Pain, Ludacris, Snoop Dogg & Rick Ross - All I Do Is Win

"Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers." - Isaac Asimov

marker food

we had a hard freeze last night. i guess winter has decided to set back in for the end of 2014 here. i put out a little extra bird food for the amazing number of birds that actually stay here in the winter. if they only knew i feed them so the cats will have a chance to kill them... speaking of the cats, they seem to be enjoying the limited amount of sunshine we're getting these days. even the young ones lay out in the yard when the sun is out. it almost made it to 30 degrees today. thankfully, no snow.

i completely forgot when i was writing my blog post for yesterday that i have a basketball game to go to tonight. the Dayton Flyers take on Ole Miss in their final non-conference game of the season. this should be another tough, interesting affair. hopefully i'm enjoying a victory beer later tonight.

the New York Rangers win streak came to an end last night. they lost in Dallas 3-2. oh well, shit happens. they play again on New Year's Eve in Florida. i'll be watching that game after i watch the USA take on Canada in the 2015 World Juniors.

i thought Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i really enjoyed the evil Seth Rollins. hopefully that's a side of him that comes out more often.

but the best part of the night to me was Daniel Bryan. the way he strung the crowd along and had them and every viewer at home in the palm of his hands.

that certainly put a smile on my face. and it almost made me want to see the Royal Rumble next month. almost.

if you're wondering about the title of this blog, i had some corn for dinner last night. so, think about corn and then think about shit in a toilet. my digestive system is working.

i'm guessing it's going to be another late dinner at Waffle House tonight after the game. the game is being televised nationally on the CBS Sports Network.

mom went into work today. she kind of had to as the phones here are fucking horrible. and the really funny part is the internet goes out whenever the phone rings or is picked up to check for messages or make a call. once again, thank you to Frontier Communications for being the worst fucking company i have EVER used in my life. thankfully, once we move to the new house, i'll hopefully NEVER have to deal with these fuckers again.

mom said she was going to be back home around 2 pm. i laughed as i figured that wasn't going to happen. sure enough, it's a 4:45 pm as i'm writing this and she isn't home yet.

i cleaned the toilets today. that was certainly fun as my back stiffened up each time i had to stoop down to scrub something clean. good times.

i did manage to get a few songs downloaded on iTunes today, even with the shitty internet. you'll see those songs below in the music section.

that's all for me today. i'll be on here early tomorrow as the USA vs. Canada game starts at 4 pm. i certainly want to get everything done before that starts.

hope everyone is having a great day. if not, go open that bottle of scotch you've been hiding from your alcoholic kids and go enjoy it. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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...

music:

Zac Brown Band - The Grohl Sessions, Vol. 1 - EP
Hayes Carll w/Caitlin Rose - Lover Don't Let Me Down
B0RNS - 10,000 Emerald Pools
Ryan Adams - Gimme Something Good

"Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire." - Patti Smith

such a long day...

it feels like i have been on the computer all damn day long. i just happened to look at the time and got that 'oh fuck' feeling that i need to get going.

i spent most of today going through the piles and piles of CDs i have and deciding what i was going to burn and/or sell. that took a few hours. given that, you can imagine just how many CDs i have. i picked out over 30 to try to sell tomorrow. hopefully i make a little money. i would love if i made enough to cover what i have already spent for Christmas.

of course, i'll be repeating this process in a month or so when we start the move. i have so much shit, i'm not sure what i'm going to be doing with it. fuck, i've been living here since 1997. you can imagine what has piled up around here.

tv last night was pretty damn good. Lucha Underground was fucking awesome last night. the ladder match was the best match they have had to date. i loved it. below are some of the highlights:

American Horror Story was excellent as well. i certainly love how sick the show is getting.

and then, Jimmy Fallon once again found a way to make me laugh my ass off:

mom found out the price it's going to cost to have the county deal with the cats...$60 a cat. fuck me. i guess if anyone wants any cats, please contact me. i suppose i have to hope the new owner of the farm, whoever the fuck that ends up being, loves cats. now the moral dilemma, do i stop feeding them? i can't imagine me doing that. fuck fuck fuck.

the fantasy football playoffs start tonight. i have Arizona's defense going tonight. hopefully they get me off to a good start. i'm a comfortable favorite as of right now, but i know that doesn't mean shit. it also doesn't mean shit that i have beaten the other 3 teams in the playoffs in the regular season. i'll be in and out of the game for most of the night.

i think The Big Bang Theory is new tonight, so i'll definitely be watching that.

i'm not real sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. mom has some clothes she wants to donate tomorrow and since that place is not far from the place i go to sell music, we're carpooling tomorrow. i figure we will probably end up doing lunch and the grocery shopping while we're out as well. so, maybe i'll be on here after all that. don't get your hopes up that i'll be a good boy and post early in the morning. i feel like i really need to get some fucking sleep.

as my mother has said for the last 20 years... getting old is not for sissies.

thanks again to all 3 of you for letting me waste a few minutes of your 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...

music:

The Afghan Whigs - Be Sweet
ZZ Ward - Blue Eyes Blind
Joe Bonamassa - Driving Towards the Daylight
Placebo - Pure Morning
Cypress Hill - How I Could Just Kill a Man (Live)

"I'm willing to admit that I may not always be right, but I am never wrong." - Samuel Goldwyn

giving thanks

my back is killing me at the moment, my shitty internet is slower than my death at the moment, and the heater in this room smells like it's either going to catch on fire or is slowly leaking out poison.

happy thanksgiving.

the New York Rangers pissed away so many chances last night and kept giving one of the best power plays in the league chances to kill them. and that's what they did. and once AGAIN, it was the Rangers former captain, Ryan Callahan, that did most of the damage. maybe his former teammates think he's still on the team. Rangers lost 4-3.

at least Lucha Underground was excellent once again last night.

as for today, my sister was down here before i was even awake. amazingly, that was over 3 hours ago and we still haven't spoke. and you wonder why i don't like holidays. i do plan on watching a ton of football today and most likely getting my laundry done. and if today goes as planned, i will try to get most of my Christmas shopping done today. i do about 95% of it online.

i still have the cats to go feed, so i guess i should put on some pants.

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/turkey/ham grease...

snow covered roads, a dead cat, and the many things i think about while walking on ice...

when i got up this morning, thankfully the sun was out. it was almost 10 degrees outside. i'm pretty sure it got close to zero last night... i know the wind chill certainly was. an old house can tell you that in a heartbeat. we made it to 21 degrees today as the high. i'm glad we have skipped over 2 months of weather and just went right into January. fuck me running.

i went out to feed the cats today and one of the young ones was dead. this is why i don't name them before they survive a winter out here. i will be very thankful when i no longer have any pets to care for. i didn't like it as a child and i can't say my thoughts have changed as an adult. of course, i'll have to find something else to write poems about. i guess i'll have to start talking to people again. god help me.

the New York Rangers had their asses handed to them last night, 5-1. what a god awful game to watch. Tampa Bay outplayed them for 60 fucking minutes. thankfully, i had other things to watch. the Rangers play again tomorrow night against the Flyers. hopefully, they will decide to put forth a little effort, unlike last night.

Monday Night Raw was a clusterfuck. i thought a couple of the matches were good but the booking right before a major ppv was shitty, and that's being kind. if Ryback is supposed to be the man once again, then why is Cena putting HHH through a table? it's the little things that this creative staff just pisses away and they can't understand why it makes a difference. the ppv on Sunday is FREE and i'm still not watching it. and what truly sucks is the company has the talent to have some of the greatest shows on Earth. a damn shame.

Gotham was great last night. a nice little twist at the end that made me smile. that should make for some great television for the fall finale next week.

i caught bits and pieces of The Voice last night and this morning on YouTube. nothing truly blew me away so i'm not sure who's going to make the top 10 tonight.

i did enjoy The Roots and Jimmy Fallon filling in for U2 last night. hopefully they do something cool like that each night.

and i managed to stay up late enough to catch Metallica as they begin their week long residency on Craig Ferguson's show.

that was fun to fall asleep to.

tonight i'll be watching The Voice and maybe some college basketball. i suppose i'll try to catch some hockey as well as my fantasy team tries to dig out of the hole that came from last night.

this afternoon i watched Ireland's B team absolutely destroy the USA 4-1. what a fucking waste of an afternoon. that was certainly not how i wanted 2014 to end for them. hopefully the World Cup hangover doesn't last for most of 2015 as well.

we're supposed to get some snow again tomorrow. so i'll probably try to get into town early so i don't have to deal with that shit. they didn't do much at all to the roads out here in the sticks. of course, when i got into town to go to the post office, it was like driving on freshly paved roads. that's certainly one thing i will enjoy moving away from the farm. you know you've been on one too many country roads in your life when the first thing you think when you see snow is turn into the skid.

that's all for me today. hope you are warm wherever you may be. all 3 of you. 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...

music:

Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy
The Twilight Singers - Candy Cane Crawl
Metallica - Bleeding Me
JJ Grey & Mofro  - The Sun Is Shining Down

"Everyone has a side to them that's kind of unexplained and feels misunderstood." - Kirk Hammett