as i bounced around tv shows last night, i couldn't help but notice the Yankees were winning. so, i once again fell into the trap of watching the game. Nova pitched great once AGAIN. but, when Mo blew the save for the second game in a row, i wasn't upset with him. i was upset with who the fuck ever put the CF in the wrong damn spot when Austin Jackson was up. besides, Mo gives up a home run to the best hitter on the planet, shit happens. in the 10th, i was pissed off enough to wake my mother up basically screaming why the fuck wouldn't Girardi pinch hit for Chris "i couldn't hit a 300 feet window with a bulldozer" Stewart. thankfully, the CF i was pissed off with in the 9th got the winning hit on the next play. it was a pissed off victory beer, but i enjoyed it.
after that, i sat down at the computer to study the 3 illustrations the artist from Sweden sent me that weren't related to any poems i had written. he asked if i could come up with something for them. 30 minutes later and i'm emailing him what i came up with. i woke up this morning to an email from him saying that he loved them. that makes 7 so far in our little collaboration. he said he's going to send some more soon. i figure once we get to 10 or so, i'll start looking for a publisher. if anyone reading this may be interested, feel free to contact me.
the Yankees play here in a few hours. Hughes is on the mound so my expectations are about as low as possible. other than that and some ROH late tonight, i have no clue what i will be watching today. i might break out the camera if the weather is decent enough and take some pictures. if i do, i'll post them sometime tomorrow.
saw news this morning that Wayne Rooney told his teammates he's going to Chelsea. i refuse to believe any of this shit until it happens. but if he does go there, i sadly believe that those pieces of shit will win the title this year. i would so love to be wrong about that.
i did watch a good portion of Smackdown last night. hard to believe that RVD can still wrestle they way he did 10 years ago. maybe even better. i'm so tempted to get the next PPV, but i won't. that's one of the upsides of being poor. you can always be tempted but reality has a foot on your neck. so the decision has already been made for you.
until tomorrow or later tonight (in case i need to vent or amaze myself with some photo action)
music:
The xx - Coexist
The Allman Brothers Band - The Allman Brothers Band
Emeli Sande - Our Version Of Events
Buddy Guy - Living Proof
Ray LaMontagne - Till the Sun Turns Black
"Less is only more where more is no good." - Frank Lloyd Wright
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Saturday, August 10, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
weekend musings
so i started off this weekend wondering has it really been 19 years since Charles Bukowski died? fuck, i feel old.
after watching the New York Rangers lose Friday night to Ottawa (who are somehow 12-1-1 in their last 14 games at MSG) i didn't have a very good feeling for the weekend.
i listened to the Dayton Flyers lose another heart breaker on the road and eventually back their way into the A10 tournament. i have never seen a team be so snake-bitten in my life. 0-7 in games decided by 3 points or less. and oh joy, on Thursday they get to play Butler. i will be shocked if they advance.
Saturday Night Live was excellent. of course, if you bring back almost 10 people or so, i guess it should be. i really enjoyed ROH on Saturday Night. i love how they are setting up this SCUM angle. although, it smells like a Kevin Steen face turn. i'm interested to see if they go that way. i have no doubts that Kevin is versatile enough to pull it off, just not sure if the fans will buy it or not.
so, after getting some trash picked up, cats fed, a little breakfast with my sister and mother, i sat down to watch Manchester United. a great first half that saw beautiful goals from Chicharito and Wayne Rooney. and then, a second half where they allowed Chelsea to control just about all 45 minutes and eventually tie the game. just fucking great. so, they now have to play Chelsea on the road in a few days. for some reason, the collapse of last season is suddenly creeping back into my head.
thankfully, as United was frustrating the living shit out of me, i could flip over and see the New York Rangers destroy the Washington Capitals. a nice 4-1 win that was really a matter of fact dominating victory. i didn't see the first 10 minutes that everyone said Washington was controlling the game, so technically i don't think it happened. another 5-5 week in fantasy hockey. at least no major injuries to deal with this week.
throw in a little golf, a little NASCAR, a little World Baseball Classic, MLS and another Miami Heat win and you can see i had a full sports pallet this weekend. not that i enjoyed much of it. i sometimes amaze myself at how much i hate losing.
really enjoyed the Sunday night shows. "Girls" really made me laugh. i enjoy this hipster generation and how i just couldn't care to understand it.
a late night dishes session, all done while listening to a little public radio and the rain starting to fall. and seeing how i can barely stand for more than 15 minutes at a time when my back is barking, the 30 minutes to do the dishes was just fucking lovely.
this fucking time change completely surprised me. not that losing a hour of sleep is a big deal to me. just seems to have thrown off my flow for some reason. of course, it could have been the temps near 65 degrees over the weekend. what the fuck is normal anymore?
music:
Charles Bukowski - Uncensored (From the Run With The Hunted Session)
AC/DC - Back in Black
The Steel Wheels - Live @ Ignition Garage
"The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware." - Henry Miller
after watching the New York Rangers lose Friday night to Ottawa (who are somehow 12-1-1 in their last 14 games at MSG) i didn't have a very good feeling for the weekend.
i listened to the Dayton Flyers lose another heart breaker on the road and eventually back their way into the A10 tournament. i have never seen a team be so snake-bitten in my life. 0-7 in games decided by 3 points or less. and oh joy, on Thursday they get to play Butler. i will be shocked if they advance.
Saturday Night Live was excellent. of course, if you bring back almost 10 people or so, i guess it should be. i really enjoyed ROH on Saturday Night. i love how they are setting up this SCUM angle. although, it smells like a Kevin Steen face turn. i'm interested to see if they go that way. i have no doubts that Kevin is versatile enough to pull it off, just not sure if the fans will buy it or not.
so, after getting some trash picked up, cats fed, a little breakfast with my sister and mother, i sat down to watch Manchester United. a great first half that saw beautiful goals from Chicharito and Wayne Rooney. and then, a second half where they allowed Chelsea to control just about all 45 minutes and eventually tie the game. just fucking great. so, they now have to play Chelsea on the road in a few days. for some reason, the collapse of last season is suddenly creeping back into my head.
thankfully, as United was frustrating the living shit out of me, i could flip over and see the New York Rangers destroy the Washington Capitals. a nice 4-1 win that was really a matter of fact dominating victory. i didn't see the first 10 minutes that everyone said Washington was controlling the game, so technically i don't think it happened. another 5-5 week in fantasy hockey. at least no major injuries to deal with this week.
throw in a little golf, a little NASCAR, a little World Baseball Classic, MLS and another Miami Heat win and you can see i had a full sports pallet this weekend. not that i enjoyed much of it. i sometimes amaze myself at how much i hate losing.
really enjoyed the Sunday night shows. "Girls" really made me laugh. i enjoy this hipster generation and how i just couldn't care to understand it.
a late night dishes session, all done while listening to a little public radio and the rain starting to fall. and seeing how i can barely stand for more than 15 minutes at a time when my back is barking, the 30 minutes to do the dishes was just fucking lovely.
this fucking time change completely surprised me. not that losing a hour of sleep is a big deal to me. just seems to have thrown off my flow for some reason. of course, it could have been the temps near 65 degrees over the weekend. what the fuck is normal anymore?
music:
Charles Bukowski - Uncensored (From the Run With The Hunted Session)
AC/DC - Back in Black
The Steel Wheels - Live @ Ignition Garage
"The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware." - Henry Miller
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
when the good meets the bad and it snows
i was completely dialed in for the Manchester United vs. Real Madrid match yesterday in Champions League play. i was a little surprised when Wayne Rooney wasn't starting. but, after watching the first 20 minutes and seeing what the plan was, defend and counter with speed, i understood the decision. i love Wayne, but speed isn't something he is blessed with. 0-0 at halftime. then, United goes up 1-0 on an own goal from Madrid. and then, the ref decided he was going to decide the game. if you have any interest in this at all, you've already seen the red card given to Nani. should it have been a card? yes, yellow. the red card sent me fucking flying off the handle. i might have spent the next 20 minutes or so pacing and screaming at the television. no one will ever question my passion about anything i'm passionate about. Real Madrid of course wins 2-1. i expected it when they were essentially given nearly 40 minutes of being a man up. i'm happy that CR7 is advancing. i respect the fact he didn't celebrate scoring the winning goal against his former club. i'd take him back in a heartbeat. sadly, no treble this year for the red devils. hopefully, they will have all their wounds licked by Sunday when they play Chelsea in the next round of the FA Cup.
thankfully, the New York Rangers won last night in their game against Philly. never a dull moment, which really helped me get my mind off the crushing defeat earlier. helps when Rick Nash scores 2 more goals. crazy enough, all 7 of his goals this season have come in the third period. i didn't enjoy watching Marc Staal take a puck to the face. it didn't look good seeing where it hit him. near his right eye. i haven't seen any updates, but i am certainly hoping for the best. not only for the player, but for the person. i won't post a video of it here, but you can certainly find plenty on the internet. just nasty as hell.
so, after a victory beer and responding to a few needless emails, i decided to hit the bed. below is what i woke up to this morning.
not nearly as bad as i thought it was going to be. but, just enough that my back felt it while shoveling. that's always fun. but, mom made it out with no problems. i think i will wait until tomorrow to hit town for the mail.
not sure how the rest of my day will go. i have some books to finish up and maybe if the creativity urge hits me, i'll break out the watercolors. i won't be holding my breath though. and neither should you.
music today:
The Chemical Brothers - Dig Your Own Hole
Lana Del Rey - Born To Die
"Me shooting 40% at the foul line is just God's way to say nobody's perfect." - Shaquille O'Neal
thankfully, the New York Rangers won last night in their game against Philly. never a dull moment, which really helped me get my mind off the crushing defeat earlier. helps when Rick Nash scores 2 more goals. crazy enough, all 7 of his goals this season have come in the third period. i didn't enjoy watching Marc Staal take a puck to the face. it didn't look good seeing where it hit him. near his right eye. i haven't seen any updates, but i am certainly hoping for the best. not only for the player, but for the person. i won't post a video of it here, but you can certainly find plenty on the internet. just nasty as hell.
so, after a victory beer and responding to a few needless emails, i decided to hit the bed. below is what i woke up to this morning.
not nearly as bad as i thought it was going to be. but, just enough that my back felt it while shoveling. that's always fun. but, mom made it out with no problems. i think i will wait until tomorrow to hit town for the mail.
not sure how the rest of my day will go. i have some books to finish up and maybe if the creativity urge hits me, i'll break out the watercolors. i won't be holding my breath though. and neither should you.
music today:
The Chemical Brothers - Dig Your Own Hole
Lana Del Rey - Born To Die
"Me shooting 40% at the foul line is just God's way to say nobody's perfect." - Shaquille O'Neal
Saturday, February 23, 2013
my start to the weekend
so after getting to bed later than i wanted to i was so fucking thrilled to wake up to 40! comments on this blog that i needed to remove. a few quick pointers. 1) if you are going to use a fake name, your comment will not be published. 2) if that fake name isn't that far off from the other fake name you tried to comment on this blog, not only is it sad and pathetic, but totally pissing me off. 3) and this is really only for the person involved in this, what part of you telling me you would never contact me again did you not comprehend? 4) i'm stubborn enough to keep up these bullshit games longer than even you would care for. 5) get the fuck over it already.
with that said, Manchester United quickly changed my mood this morning. a 2-0 win over QPR. Rafael with maybe the goal of the year or possibly his life and Ryan Giggs with a beauty in the second half. 15 points clear going into the massive game tomorrow of Manchester City vs. Chelsea. i'll be up to watch that one and hopefully see 2 teams struggle with the reality that all there is for them now is second place.
and of course, the good feelings only lasted so long. i listened to the Dayton Flyers run out of gas against UMass and lose by 10. a game they probably could have won if they would have remembered to rebound the ball. oh well, this season is more or less lost by now. i figure if i drop any expectations of them maybe they'll actually do something good. or maybe not.
not exactly looking forward to the New York Rangers game tonight. first, no Rick Nash (again). second, the injuries and the flu are catching up with them. lastly, Montreal is a house of fucking horrors for them. i will be interested to see if Christian Thomas makes his debut tonight. the kid has an unbelievable shot. might be the only bright spot if this game goes like the last few up there have gone.
hopefully i will be wrong.
tomorrow will be doing whatever i can to forget the Academy Awards are on. i didn't see one movie that is nominated. truly a matter of i couldn't care less who wins. i think i'll be a little more interested in what is going on with my fantasy hockey team. let alone the Daytona 500 and all that bullshit. and yes, i have a fantasy NASCAR team as well.
i heard from my publisher yesterday. Sofisticated White Trash should be hitting the streets in March. you have been warned.
music today:
Wu-Tang Clan - Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
"A classic is a book that doesn't have to be written again." - W.E.B. Du Bois
with that said, Manchester United quickly changed my mood this morning. a 2-0 win over QPR. Rafael with maybe the goal of the year or possibly his life and Ryan Giggs with a beauty in the second half. 15 points clear going into the massive game tomorrow of Manchester City vs. Chelsea. i'll be up to watch that one and hopefully see 2 teams struggle with the reality that all there is for them now is second place.
and of course, the good feelings only lasted so long. i listened to the Dayton Flyers run out of gas against UMass and lose by 10. a game they probably could have won if they would have remembered to rebound the ball. oh well, this season is more or less lost by now. i figure if i drop any expectations of them maybe they'll actually do something good. or maybe not.
not exactly looking forward to the New York Rangers game tonight. first, no Rick Nash (again). second, the injuries and the flu are catching up with them. lastly, Montreal is a house of fucking horrors for them. i will be interested to see if Christian Thomas makes his debut tonight. the kid has an unbelievable shot. might be the only bright spot if this game goes like the last few up there have gone.
hopefully i will be wrong.
tomorrow will be doing whatever i can to forget the Academy Awards are on. i didn't see one movie that is nominated. truly a matter of i couldn't care less who wins. i think i'll be a little more interested in what is going on with my fantasy hockey team. let alone the Daytona 500 and all that bullshit. and yes, i have a fantasy NASCAR team as well.
i heard from my publisher yesterday. Sofisticated White Trash should be hitting the streets in March. you have been warned.
music today:
Wu-Tang Clan - Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
"A classic is a book that doesn't have to be written again." - W.E.B. Du Bois
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
a tough lesson for the kids
just got done watching Manchester United lose to Chelsea in the Capital One Cup 5-4. tough lesson to learn for all the young defenders when you are winning 3-2 right before the final whistle of regulation. i'm disappointed but, to be honest, to win without Rooney, RvP, Scholes, Rio, Cleverley, Evra, and Evans would have been a minor miracle. one less trophy to win this year. hopefully, what rest this loss may give to them in the future goes to the double this season.
another day here where it appears the sun no longer exists. a murky drizzle and a wind gusting every once in a while. not sure when the sun is supposed to come back either. onward with my shitty mood.
i imagine i'll waste my time tonight watching the NBA.
hope everyone enjoys some candy or scaring the shit out of someone. however you best like to be on this night.
music today:
Massive Attack - Mezzanine
Various Artists - Sugar Hill-o-Ween
William Fitzsimmons - NoiseTrade Sampler
"If the world was perfect, it wouldn't be." - Yogi Berra
another day here where it appears the sun no longer exists. a murky drizzle and a wind gusting every once in a while. not sure when the sun is supposed to come back either. onward with my shitty mood.
i imagine i'll waste my time tonight watching the NBA.
hope everyone enjoys some candy or scaring the shit out of someone. however you best like to be on this night.
music today:
Massive Attack - Mezzanine
Various Artists - Sugar Hill-o-Ween
William Fitzsimmons - NoiseTrade Sampler
"If the world was perfect, it wouldn't be." - Yogi Berra
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
long live Chicharito
when i found out this morning i didn't win shit even though i picked all the NFL games correctly last week, i was a bit pissed. i missed the Sunday night score by 4 points (i had the Steelers score correct, and , as per usual, the Bengals let me down once again). being poor, only making money from doing surveys, the charity of my friends, and selling used shit and the occasional book, this was a bit of a letdown.
given that news, i sit down this afternoon to watch Manchester United in Champions League play. as usual, they give up a goal early. no biggie. 20 minutes in and they give up the next one. now, my usual bitter asshole tendencies come out. but only for 5 minutes, as Chicharito scores to cut it to 2-1. in the second half, Jonny Evans, who somehow has turned into a goal machine, ties the game at 2. then in the 75th minute (or somewhere around there) Cleverley pulls out one hell of a cross to Chicharito for the eventual game winner. winning this way never gets old. falling behind early certainly does. but, when you rest 2 of the usual 4 defenders, you run the risk of shit happening. HUGE game this Sunday with Chelsea. to say my attention will be not completely on the NFL this Sunday will be a gross understatement. lose at Chelsea and the league might as well be a lost cause. of course, i've thought this before and they have proved me wrong. but that was the days when they had great defenders. those days are sadly gone.
after The Voice tonight, i have no clue what i'll be watching. i'm sure i'll find something. probably music related. or history. or food. or college football with 2 teams i don't know. could be an early sleep night.
music today:
Matthew Mayfield - A Banquet for Ghosts
Grouplove - Never Trust a Happy Song
"Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes." - Walt Whitman
given that news, i sit down this afternoon to watch Manchester United in Champions League play. as usual, they give up a goal early. no biggie. 20 minutes in and they give up the next one. now, my usual bitter asshole tendencies come out. but only for 5 minutes, as Chicharito scores to cut it to 2-1. in the second half, Jonny Evans, who somehow has turned into a goal machine, ties the game at 2. then in the 75th minute (or somewhere around there) Cleverley pulls out one hell of a cross to Chicharito for the eventual game winner. winning this way never gets old. falling behind early certainly does. but, when you rest 2 of the usual 4 defenders, you run the risk of shit happening. HUGE game this Sunday with Chelsea. to say my attention will be not completely on the NFL this Sunday will be a gross understatement. lose at Chelsea and the league might as well be a lost cause. of course, i've thought this before and they have proved me wrong. but that was the days when they had great defenders. those days are sadly gone.
after The Voice tonight, i have no clue what i'll be watching. i'm sure i'll find something. probably music related. or history. or food. or college football with 2 teams i don't know. could be an early sleep night.
music today:
Matthew Mayfield - A Banquet for Ghosts
Grouplove - Never Trust a Happy Song
"Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes." - Walt Whitman
Friday, August 31, 2012
ready for the weekend
can't really be a bad day when i watch Chelsea get their asses handed to them in the UEFA Super Cup. hopefully that will be the start of a wonderful holiday weekend.
printed out the schedule for the Downtown Dayton Revival Concert i'll be going to with the family over the 8th and 9th of September. hopefully i'll be able to pull all of this off, but these are the bands i'm hoping to see: Guided By Voices, John Legend, Heartless Bastards, Rusted Root, The Ohio Players, Robert Randolph & The Family Band, Red Wanting Blue, Mat Kearney, Tony Lucca and Train. a ton of music for 2 days. you can find out more on this festival here.
i'm very happy that Berbatov has moved on from Manchester United. he deserves to be somewhere he will regularly play. i'm just hoping that he doesn't come back to kill us. nothing else really going on at transfer deadline day. i'm laughing my ass off at Liverpool somehow losing Clint Dempsey. hilarious.
HUGE series starts tonight for the Yankees. fuck around and lose these games and the playoffs won't be guaranteed anymore. needless to say the competitive juices will be flowing tonight.
happy birthday to lady e in New Jersey. here's hoping life is treating you beautifully.
music today:
Shooter Jennings - Put The O Back In Country
Sublime - Greatest Hits
Disturbed - Indestructible
"Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions." - Edgar Cayce
printed out the schedule for the Downtown Dayton Revival Concert i'll be going to with the family over the 8th and 9th of September. hopefully i'll be able to pull all of this off, but these are the bands i'm hoping to see: Guided By Voices, John Legend, Heartless Bastards, Rusted Root, The Ohio Players, Robert Randolph & The Family Band, Red Wanting Blue, Mat Kearney, Tony Lucca and Train. a ton of music for 2 days. you can find out more on this festival here.
i'm very happy that Berbatov has moved on from Manchester United. he deserves to be somewhere he will regularly play. i'm just hoping that he doesn't come back to kill us. nothing else really going on at transfer deadline day. i'm laughing my ass off at Liverpool somehow losing Clint Dempsey. hilarious.
HUGE series starts tonight for the Yankees. fuck around and lose these games and the playoffs won't be guaranteed anymore. needless to say the competitive juices will be flowing tonight.
happy birthday to lady e in New Jersey. here's hoping life is treating you beautifully.
music today:
Shooter Jennings - Put The O Back In Country
Sublime - Greatest Hits
Disturbed - Indestructible
"Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions." - Edgar Cayce
Saturday, August 11, 2012
a rare cool day in august
opened up the windows this morning and decided to give the a/c a rest. not often you get a day in the 70's at this time of year here. might as well take advantage of it.
i found out late last night that my rough copy of my book did make it back to Austin, Texas. a thank you to the postal service. hopefully soon that monster is on the streets.
also on the poetry tip, sent 3 poems out today to Five 2 One Magazine. hopefully my good feeling on this one is correct.
watched the gold medal match in men's Olympic soccer this morning. classic lazy Brazil. take their talent for granted, get scored on in the first 30 seconds. then give up another in the second half. of course, here comes the urgency they didn't play with for the first 80 minutes. they get 1 back and blow a header with 20 seconds to go. (the player that did that has signed with Chelsea i type with a glee on my face). Mexico wins 2-1. great game from them. this is the classic generation for Mexico. get used to seeing them play important matches for the next decade.
Yankees play this afternoon. i will divide my time between that and more of the Olympics. i might catch a few friendlies as well later on today. but the start of my weekend has been pretty good so far (knock on wood).
music today:
Trampled By Turtles - Stars And Satellites
The Head And The Heart - The Head And The Heart
Youth Lagoon - The Year Of Hibernation
"Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance." - Will Durant
i found out late last night that my rough copy of my book did make it back to Austin, Texas. a thank you to the postal service. hopefully soon that monster is on the streets.
also on the poetry tip, sent 3 poems out today to Five 2 One Magazine. hopefully my good feeling on this one is correct.
watched the gold medal match in men's Olympic soccer this morning. classic lazy Brazil. take their talent for granted, get scored on in the first 30 seconds. then give up another in the second half. of course, here comes the urgency they didn't play with for the first 80 minutes. they get 1 back and blow a header with 20 seconds to go. (the player that did that has signed with Chelsea i type with a glee on my face). Mexico wins 2-1. great game from them. this is the classic generation for Mexico. get used to seeing them play important matches for the next decade.
Yankees play this afternoon. i will divide my time between that and more of the Olympics. i might catch a few friendlies as well later on today. but the start of my weekend has been pretty good so far (knock on wood).
music today:
Trampled By Turtles - Stars And Satellites
The Head And The Heart - The Head And The Heart
Youth Lagoon - The Year Of Hibernation
"Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance." - Will Durant
Saturday, July 28, 2012
a saturday without humidity
so, due to MLB's stupid blackout rules, i wasn't able to watch the Yankees game today/tonight (thanks rain delay). and after seeing them fall behind 6-1, come all the way back and then lose 8-6, i was pretty sure i didn't want to see the highlights. and after seeing the highlights, i was right. hate losing to that team especially on fluke plays and after a great (i guess) comeback. fuck. (thank you to crawls on the bottom of MLB Network and ESPN2)
so after that i, for some reason, flipped to PBS and watched the rest of The Hustler. made me think of my early 20's drinking for free in local pool halls. the more drunk i got the better i played. made the drives home interesting.
absolutely loved the opening ceremonies of the Olympics. i thought Danny Boyle put on a great show. i've watched bits and pieces of the events off and on today. when the basketball starts i'll really start giving a shit.
always fun to watch Chelsea lose. this time to AC Milan. good times.
music today:
Korn - Issues
"Hatred is a very underestimated emotion." - Jim Morrison
so after that i, for some reason, flipped to PBS and watched the rest of The Hustler. made me think of my early 20's drinking for free in local pool halls. the more drunk i got the better i played. made the drives home interesting.
absolutely loved the opening ceremonies of the Olympics. i thought Danny Boyle put on a great show. i've watched bits and pieces of the events off and on today. when the basketball starts i'll really start giving a shit.
always fun to watch Chelsea lose. this time to AC Milan. good times.
music today:
Korn - Issues
"Hatred is a very underestimated emotion." - Jim Morrison
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
amid oncoming storms
you know, it never fails. whenever i want something to happen, all i need to do is start doing something else and then... case in point. back oh so many years ago, when i had a girlfriend, if i wanted her to call all i had to do was go take a shit or a shower and sure enough the phone would ring. back to today.
i was watching Manchester United this morning and the game was boring as hell. so, i decided to go into to town before it got really hot, get the mail, maybe a little breakfast and come back. as i was driving down my bumpy ass lane to the road, i laughed and said to myself, you know when you get home Man U will be winning 1-0. and sure enough, i get back and they are up 1-0, 5 minutes left in the match. nice goal from Kagawa by the way. i'm reserving judgement on the team until i see all the pieces in place.
a big fucking thank you to Jayson Nix for his bases loaded double to help the Yankees pull out a win in Seattle, 5-2. my constant bitching and moaning but the inability to do the small, fundamental shit was answered by that double in the gap. win the series and come back home to face the Red Sox. hopefully whipping their asses will get the stench of a horrible road trip out of sight for a while.
had my first taste of the Cherry Wheat beer from Sam Adams this evening. Holy Shit that was good.
had a good laugh watching Chelsea lose to the MLS All-Stars 3-2. i believe the last 2 times Manchester United played in that game Man U won by a combined 10-0. i will sleep with a smile on my face this evening.
music today:
Metallica - Kill 'Em All
"I can resist everything except temptation." - Oscar Wilde
if you don't see a post from me tomorrow, chances are the storms they say are coming has knocked out the power. or, i'm too busy masturbating. or writing, whatever you choose to call what i do.
i was watching Manchester United this morning and the game was boring as hell. so, i decided to go into to town before it got really hot, get the mail, maybe a little breakfast and come back. as i was driving down my bumpy ass lane to the road, i laughed and said to myself, you know when you get home Man U will be winning 1-0. and sure enough, i get back and they are up 1-0, 5 minutes left in the match. nice goal from Kagawa by the way. i'm reserving judgement on the team until i see all the pieces in place.
a big fucking thank you to Jayson Nix for his bases loaded double to help the Yankees pull out a win in Seattle, 5-2. my constant bitching and moaning but the inability to do the small, fundamental shit was answered by that double in the gap. win the series and come back home to face the Red Sox. hopefully whipping their asses will get the stench of a horrible road trip out of sight for a while.
had my first taste of the Cherry Wheat beer from Sam Adams this evening. Holy Shit that was good.
had a good laugh watching Chelsea lose to the MLS All-Stars 3-2. i believe the last 2 times Manchester United played in that game Man U won by a combined 10-0. i will sleep with a smile on my face this evening.
music today:
Metallica - Kill 'Em All
"I can resist everything except temptation." - Oscar Wilde
if you don't see a post from me tomorrow, chances are the storms they say are coming has knocked out the power. or, i'm too busy masturbating. or writing, whatever you choose to call what i do.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
someone turn off the damn heat
some genius said it's supposed to rain tonight. i've stopped giving a shit...
nice win by Portugal today in EURO 2012 action. of course, anytime i can watch that clown goalie from Chelsea lose, i'm all in.
good news to report from The Camel Saloon. 2 of the 3 i sent were accepted for publication. i like that batting average. i'll post some links when they do get published.
looking forward to game 5 of the NBA finals tonight. maybe LeBron will win and everyone will shut the fuck up for a bit. for the sake of my sports talk ears, i hope so.
was hoping my new business cards would be in the mail today, like they said they were going to be. but, of course, they weren't. alas, there's always tomorrow.
music for today:
Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band - Live! in Chicago
Tori Amos - from the choirgirl hotel
"A man is never more truthful than when he acknowledges himself a liar." - Mark Twain
nice win by Portugal today in EURO 2012 action. of course, anytime i can watch that clown goalie from Chelsea lose, i'm all in.
good news to report from The Camel Saloon. 2 of the 3 i sent were accepted for publication. i like that batting average. i'll post some links when they do get published.
looking forward to game 5 of the NBA finals tonight. maybe LeBron will win and everyone will shut the fuck up for a bit. for the sake of my sports talk ears, i hope so.
was hoping my new business cards would be in the mail today, like they said they were going to be. but, of course, they weren't. alas, there's always tomorrow.
music for today:
Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band - Live! in Chicago
Tori Amos - from the choirgirl hotel
"A man is never more truthful than when he acknowledges himself a liar." - Mark Twain
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