mom did me no favors by staying up all night. i was hoping to get the grocery shopping done and be back here, etc. etc. instead, she fell asleep when i woke up this morning at 6:30 AM. she thinks she might have cancer. she also thinks she is dying. fun times.
here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
the Yankees lost yesterday at Detroit, 5-0. hopefully, they will avoid the sweep today.
the USWNT lost to Brazil last night, 2-1.
NXT was very good last night.
Dark Side of the Ring was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, Abbott Elementary and The Masked Singer.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Philadelphia.
i went to Meijer last night to get some things that they carry and Kroger doesn't. i took the grocery list with me, so i don't have much to get today at Kroger.
i also got some baseball cards while i was there. amazingly, found two rookie cards that are actually good.
i see Orange Hitler is trying to find a legal way to deport American citizens. the ACLU lawyers are going to be busy as fuck the next 4 or however long that asshole decides he wants to stay in office.
if all goes as planned, i will be on here tomorrow before mom has physical therapy.
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.
Ahora se pone interesante
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:
Led Zeppelin - When The Levee Breaks
ZZ Top -Waitin' For The Bus / Jesus Just Left Chicago
Beastie Boys - So What'cha Want
Luniz - I Got 5 On It
Wu-Tang Clan - Bring Da Ruckus
"Always be a poet, even in prose." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, mom wasn't feeling good today so she canceled her appointment. thankfully, she got one for next Thursday. she really needs her back injection. i'm hoping to get the blog done before i go out to the living and fall asleep watching the Champions League.
here are your 3 videos for this day of national poetry month:
the New York Yankees won last night ay home against the Marlins, 7-0. hopefully, they will win again tonight.
congrats to UConn for winning their second straight national championship, defeating Purdue 75-60.
The Voice was good last night.
Monday Night Raw was good last night as well.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Shogun and Dark Side of the Ring.
the New York Rangers play tonight at the Islanders.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done. i'll get to that most likely after i have to take mom to her accountant for the taxes.
i hope everyone has a good one. i think it is getting ready to rain here. joy.
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.
cambio de planes
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:
John Cale - How We See The Light
Andra Day - Rise Up
Dolly Parton - Southern Accents
Kamasi Washington & Andre 3000 - Dream State
bad tuner - maybe so
"There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i was already in a pissy mood this morning after getting up early to watch Manchester United shit the bed against Everton. and then my mood turned to sadness. i saw the news that Dwayne Haskins died this morning in Florida. 3 weeks before his 25th birthday. so damn tragic. rest in peace.
Manchester United lost at Everton, 1-0. at this rate, United is going to struggle to finish in the top 10 of the league.
ok, now some positive shit. the Yankees never had the lead yesterday against Boston until the 11th inning. of course, that was the only time they needed to have the lead. the Yankees won, 6-5 in 11 innings. Rizzo, Stanton and DJ hit home runs. Josh Donaldson had the winning single in his first game as a Yankee. hopefully, they will find a way to win this afternoon. i did see what the Yankees offered Aaron Judge. i think the offer was fair but i don't mind Aaron betting on himself and trying to get a better deal out of them. now, if he thinks he is getting the Mike Trout deal, i'd love to be smoking what he is obviously smoking.
i got some football cards at Rite Aid yesterday. there were a few decent cards in the box. i really liked the one Justin Fields rookie card in it.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both really good last night.
AEW Rampage was fantastic last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was pretty funny last night.
A Black Lady Sketch Show was fucking hilarious last night.
here are your three videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Ottawa. if the Rangers win, they will clinch a playoff spot. a win would also give them 100 points on the season and they would be tied for the division lead.
the USWNT plays a friendly today against Uzbekistan.
i'm sure i will watch some MLS games today as well.
it did fucking snow this morning a little. nothing really stuck, at least so far.
congrats to Obi Toppin for setting his career high in points last night.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
i should be on here tomorrow by the early afternoon.
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 socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
es difÃcil ver morir a los jóvenes demasiado pronto
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Father John Misty - Chloe and the Next 20th Century
Pink Floyd w/Andriy Khlyynyuk - Hey, Hey, Rise Up
Ray LaMontagne w/Sierra Ferrell - I Was Born To Love You
Warm Sound - Lightshade
Tod Weidner - The Boys of Summer
"Always be a poet, even in prose." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Mike Zone. i have been published with Mike for years and am now getting published by him. just one of the great dudes around in the poetry world.
the New York Rangers lost last night to Pittsburgh, 5-2. they play at the Islanders tonight.
night 2 of NXT Takeover: Stand & Deliver was fucking amazing. they certainly laid down the bar for the main roster to jump over this weekend. i doubt many can...
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
Young Sheldon was pretty funny last night.
B Positive was very good last night.
The United States of Al was good last night.
Clarice was fucking spooky last night.
Cake was weird as usual last night.
Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch 205 Live tonight on Peacock, probably on my phone.
the Yankees play down in Tampa this afternoon. Aaron Judge is out again. i swear, this team always has some fucking injury going on every damn year it seems.
i woke up to the news that Prince Philip had died. finally.
i don't think i'll be going to Menards today. maybe that turns into a weekend thing. or maybe it never happens.
i am going to try to be on here in the morning tomorrow. if a wild hair gets up my ass, i might have some poetry news to pass along.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
Todos vamos a morir un dÃa
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:
DMX - Party Up (Up in Here)
DMX - Ruff Ryders' Anthem
DMX - X Gon' Give It to Ya
DMX - Where the Hood At
"Always be a poet, even in prose." - Charles Baudelaire
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i thought it would be less crowded at the stores. of course, i guess everyone else had the same damn thought. thankfully, i did find everything that mom had on the list for the most part.
i did take a shower yesterday and i felt a little better. of course, i then checked my email and had 3 poems rejected. Corey at Red Eft Review said that one of the poems came really close... too bad this isn't fucking horseshoes... oh well.
here is your video for this day of National Poetry Month:
we had some really strong storms roll through here last night. i was amazed the power never went out and neither did the satellite.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Will & Grace, Indebted, Vice News Tonight, Better Things, Cake, Total Bellas, Desus & Mero and two episodes of Shelter in Place w/Shane Smith. i did watch NXT UK this afternoon. it was a look back on the past 3 years of matches. i'm assuming they never got the chance to film a ton of matches ahead of time to have new material during this lockdown.
i watched this woman try to pull a scam today at the grocery store. it was painfully obvious that she didn't know how to do it correctly. she was walking around looking for her cart and told one of the bag boys that it was right here and then wanted to see a manager. well, the manager happened to be the cashier of the checkout lane i was in. she looked at the woman's receipt and said this isn't even a Kroger receipt. i knew right then and there what trick she was trying to pull. i'm not sure why you would try to pass a Family Dollar receipt as one from Kroger, or why you would ask to speak to a manager when all you were trying to do was get some free food.
as i will say a million times, this is why i will probably never move from this state. the poems just write themselves.
i went to bed around 2 last night. i felt fucking refreshed when i woke up. i looked at the clock and it said 4:10. fuck me. i'm not sure why i even bother anymore.
i believe my sister is coming down on Easter Sunday. i got a nice ham for that dinner. she's happy since she thinks she will be taking some home with her.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i'd love to say i'm going to sleep in and lounge around, etc. etc. but anyone who knows me knows that's not going to fucking happen.
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:
John Prine - When I Get To Heaven
Travis Meadows - Pray for Jungleland
Hiss Golden Messenger - Lost Out in the Darkness (Live)
Youth Lagoon - Ghost To Me (Live)
"Always be a poet, even in prose." - Charles Baudelaire
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i think i sat at that 4 way stop for almost 25 fucking minutes. if i didn't have the ability to laugh at the absurd, i'd be dead by now. the damn lady at the pharmacy rung up the wrong pills for my mother. thankfully she caught it before i paid for anything. it's like the sun is out here, it's nice out, and assholes are losing their minds. fuck me.
Monday Night Raw was good last night, up until the main event. they teased a title vs. title match between Seth Rollins and Kofi Kingston and as soon as they mentioned it, i knew there was going to be shenanigans. true enough, Cesaro and Sheamus showed up and fucked up the main event. the crowd went ape shit. i don't blame them.
The Voice was pretty good last night. i think tonight is the last night of the battle rounds.
the New York Yankees pissed away a lead late and lost at Houston last night, 4-3.
i did watch a good portion of the national championship game last night. i wasn't surprised Virginia won over Texas Tech, 85-77 in OT.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Voice, The Jim Jefferies Show, Miz & Mrs. and Deadliest Catch. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month
i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays Barcelona in the Champions League. hopefully, i will be in a good mood.
hope everyone is doing well. i have trash to go pick up, so that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
Uno de estos dÃas, voy a tener que suicidarme.
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:
Tom Waits - Come On Up To The House
David Bowie - Modern Love
Mother Love Bone - Stardog Champion
The Rolling Stones - Ruby Tuesday
"The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes."
- Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
that metaphor is my drained brain speaking about the 7 hours of wrestling i watched last night at WrestleMania. more on that in a bit. but first,
here is your poetry for this day of National Poetry Month:
WrestleMania was great in spots, really good at times, really bad at times and just a touch too long. perhaps if the match order was different, my feelings would be different. perhaps if the crowd wouldn't have been dead by the end, it would have had a completely different feel. my highlights were Matt Hardy and Bray Wyatt teaming up to win the Andre the Giant battle royal. the triple threat match between The Miz, Seth Rollins and Finn Balor was excellent. Ronda Rousey was amazing last night, especially for her first match on that big of a stage. The Undertaker beating John Cena in under 5 minutes was great. Daniel Bryan wrestling again and looking great doing it was awesome. and Braun Strowman picking a child out of the crowd to be his partner and then going on to win the Raw tag team championship was hilarious. the triple threat tag team match was a complete waste of time. the New Day and Uso's have put on some classics, but WWE wasted them last night. i was shocked that Asuka lost to Charlotte, but if the streak was going to end, it should have ended at WrestleMania. the company now has to set up Ronda vs. Charlotte for the next WrestleMania. the AJ Styles vs. Shinsuke Nakamura match just seemed off for some reason. the crowd felt pretty dead by this point. this was the match i was most looking forward to. what saved it from being a stinker was Shinsuke turning heel after the match. the last match was Brock Lesnar vs. Roman Reigns. this was awful. the only thing that saved it for me was Roman bleeding at the end of the match. he was certainly wearing the crimson mask at one point. i could hear Gordon Solie's voice in my head as that was the wrestling i grew up on. it will be interesting to see what surprises are on Monday Night Raw tonight. if Vince feels like Mania was not what he was hoping for, tonight will be filled with a ton of shocks and surprises. the first one has already happened, as Brock Lesnar has re-signed with the company.
the New York Yankees scored 5 runs in the first inning yesterday. they pissed that away and lost 8-7 to Baltimore in 12 innings. the offense isn't getting any clutch hits these days. they are off today and start a series at Boston tomorrow night.
the season finale of Our Cartoon President was hilarious last night. new episodes will be back in the Summer.
Homeland was crazy last night.
Billions was excellent last night.
Here and Now was really good last night. the season finale next week should be amazing.
Barry was really good last night.
Silicon Valley was excellent last night.
Last Week Tonight was fucking great as usual.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
i'm going to try to be on here in the morning tomorrow. mom has a physical therapy appointment in the afternoon.
this was the second Monday in a row that i have woke up to see snow on the fucking ground. the people that live two doors down from us just came back from Florida. i bet they are fucking thrilled.
i had to take mom to the grocery store this afternoon to get her prescriptions. we also had to get a few things that we were low on; ketchup, sweetener, etc.
i didn't make any coffee this morning since we were out of sweetener. if i make it through the shows tonight without falling asleep i'll be shocked.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
tal vez la primavera se quedará uno de estos dÃas
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:
Broken Bells - Holding on for Life
Leonard Cohen - You Want It Darker
Beck - Go It Alone
"What is Art? Prostitution." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i got up this morning after yet another night of spotty sleep. when i noticed that Manchester United's regular keeper was injured, i was thinking oh fuck, here we go again. not that i doubt his backup at all, it's just when the snowball starts rolling downhill... and then i saw Fellaini was the captain today. what fucking bizarre world did i wake up to? thankfully, United took care of business today and beat Sunderland 3-0. i was really happy to see Rashford score today. he's been due for a long time. next up is a game in Belgium in the Europa League on Thursday.
the New York Yankees pissed away a 4-1 lead yesterday and lost 5-4. on top of that, Gary Sanchez strained his bicep on his throwing arm and is now on the disabled list. hopefully they will avoid the sweep today. i doubt it though. the home opener tomorrow should be really interesting.
the New York Rangers lost yesterday 3-1. they play tonight at home against Pittsburgh. i'm not sure who will be getting rested tonight. apparently the coach believes they will just flip the switch on when the playoffs start. joy.
Saturday Night Live was hilarious last night.
ROH was really good last night as well.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Girls, Crashing, Last Week Tonight, Homeland, Billions and Feud: Bette and Joan.
i wrote 8 more poems last night, including a pretty long one (for me at least). i definitely have a nice batch of new ones to pick from now. i'd like to get one more writing session in before my next round of submissions.
my sister went back home earlier today. i had her take a picture of mom's leg, mostly so she would actually see with her own eyes that the surgery didn't get pushed back just for shits and giggles. hopefully that does the trick.
today is somewhat bittersweet for me. with the NHL regular season ending today, it will also be the end of fantasy sports for me. i've realized it's just not any fun anymore for me, and i'm too old to be wasting time on shit i don't enjoy.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully your Sunday will be even better.
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:
Sade - No Ordinary Love
DJ Shadow & Little Dragon - Scale It Back
Marc Broussard - Lonely Night in Georgia (Live)
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)
"The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so i woke up this morning and was going to go out and get the paper. i opened the front door and holy shit, it fucking snowed overnight. and of course it had to be on the morning when i knew i had to go 4 or 5 different places. good times.
for National Poetry Month, i give you:
the New York Yankees lost yesterday 4-0. thankfully, they made up for it today winning 8-4. they can win the series with Detroit tomorrow night on ESPN.
much to my amazement, the New York Rangers defeated Detroit today 3-2. now, i wouldn't put it past the Islanders to lose both games so the Rangers have to face Pittsburgh in the playoffs. if the Islanders get 3 points or more out of their last 2 games, the Rangers will face Florida in the playoffs. Detroit backed into the playoffs because of that dumpster fire of a team up in Boston. hard to believe, but the playoffs are just a few days away.
mom and i decided not to go to the game up in Columbus tonight. between my arthritis and her exhaustion, i knew we would be miserable up there. plus, my sister is sick. thankfully she had a friend that could use the tickets.
mom and i took 5 boxes of shit to get shredded today. that gets 5 boxes out of the garage. eventually we might even have a second vehicle to put in there. after that, i had to take her to work. after that we got some lunch and then went to the grocery store. i might have a few poems about that, although they will probably be about holding a piss in the entire time in the store. good times.
NJPW was excellent last night. i'm really enjoying listening to Jim Ross call pro wrestling again.
VICE was very disturbing last night. the segment about women's rights in Afghanistan was very informing as much as it was maddening. i wonder what the world would be like if the Quran had a New Testament? it's painfully obvious that the only way the Middle East will ever change is if the youth decide to overthrow the governments and the religious zealots running things. and then comes the never ending task of changing the made up minds of millions of people. imagine a world where everyone was equal. talk about a fucking dream.
and on that cheery note, enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and ROH.
i really enjoyed listening to the interview on Sam Roberts' Show with Jamey Jasta,
well, that's all for me today. i'll be on here sometime after Manchester United plays tomorrow. hopefully i'll be in a good mood. now, it's time to go enjoy a couple victory beers.
i hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday night. call if you need bail money.
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:
D'Angelo - Brown Sugar
Portishead - Glory Box
Vintage Trouble - Another Man's Words
Hippo Campus - Suicide Saturday
"To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery." - Charles Baudelaire
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
it's a damn good thing i don't have arthritis and feel tremendous pain when it rains. oh, that's right. i live in reality. and these old bones are screaming for the relief that death will bring. good times.
the New York Yankees were kind enough to come back late last night and get a victory so i could have a victory beer. i figure this is how the whole season is going to be. if they are going to win, it's going to be ugly. but, a 4-3 win is a win. they go for the series win tonight.
also tonight, the New York Rangers play their last regular season game at home against Ottawa. Ottawa is desperate for points, so it would be really nice to see the Rangers put a HUGE dent in their playoff plans. the Rangers are resting a few key players, but the best team in the NHL has played the whole damn season missing someone important each night it seems. plus, a victory tonight will set all kinds of franchise records for the Rangers. and of course, the game is on at the same time as the Yankees. as usual, hockey will win out.
i had 11 out of the 12 choices on The Voice correct last night. Blake was the only one who messed up my perfect score. the shows from now on should be really damn good.
NXT was really good last night. it showed a ton of footage from behind the scenes at WrestleMania. and the matches were top notch as well. here's some highlights from the main event last night:
Lucha Underground was excellent last night as well. i wish more wrestling shows were like it. here are some highlights:
i do plan on watching The Big Bang Theory tonight. of course, the weather might throw a few wrenches into that plan. on the DVR tonight will be Lip Sync Battle and the new episodes of The Comedians and Louie on FX.
mom and i are planning on going to the grocery store here in a few minutes. it seems like most of my poetry these days is coming from there. hopefully tonight will be more of the same. plus, if it's raining, that's a good chance for my imagination to go wild with the "wet" look. good times.
that's all for me today. i hope it is dry and the skies are a little less violent wherever 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:
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream
The Afghan Whigs - Come See About Me
James Otto - Just Got Started Lovin' You
Low - Stay
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
"Always be a poet, even in prose." - Charles Baudelaire
