insomnia is winning the war. my mother can't make up her fucking mind. my stress level is slowly killing me. welcome to my fresh slice of hell today.
my mother is very passive aggressive. case in point. she wanted to go walking today. in the same sentence, she changed her mind because she has been coughing and sneezing and not sure her allergies would be able to handle it. 15 minutes later, she wants to go out walking but isn't sure when i would be done with my blog. as usual, it will be my fault that she didn't get to go out walking because i was busy writing my blog. this frustrates the living shit out of me because she knows i can do this fucking blog whenever. it's not like i fucking sleep anymore. as i tell her all the time, and this always makes me chuckle since this is the exact same shit she taught us when we were growing up, choices have consequences. i can't stand the wishy washy shit. make up your fucking mind and go.
the New York Rangers won last night at Carolina, 1-0. that was a big win.
NXT was really good last night.
Dark Side of the Ring was crazy last night.
The Voice was good last night.
Shogun was excellent last night.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, two episodes of Abbott Elementary and The Masked Singer.
i should be on here tomorrow between loads of my laundry and finally making the appointment to get the fucking oil changed in the Highlander.
grocery shopping went ok today, i was just running way behind. i like to get done before the high schools let out around here. that wasn't the case today.
a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:
my back pain is pretty constant anymore and the only thing that helps is ice. so, this heatwave isn't exactly a good thing, at least for me. i know plenty of people that love this shit. i'm not one of them. and given how the humidity messes with my mother's Meniere's Disease, it gives me a whole new set of worries. joy.
the Yankees won last night against the Mets, 3-1. they are off tonight and start a series tomorrow at Baltimore. i think The Captain might actually be back for that.
the USWNT had a 1-1 draw with the Netherlands last night. well, i guess it was better than a loss. they next play Portugal in the final group game.
Manchester United lost 2-0 last night to Real Madrid in Houston.
the Red Scare lost last night in the TBT in a pretty big upset.
AEW Dynamite was pretty good last night.
it was fun to look back at Big Brother last night. hard to believe season 25 starts next week.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be What We Do in the Shadows.
i did watch some of the Leagues Cup last night. i'll watch some tonight as well.
we had a zoom call today with a company about doing some work in our kitchen. with how my back is, i know we need a fucking dishwasher. it still boggles my mind that mom bought a house without a fucking dishwasher.
i know i need to go to Rite Aid tomorrow to pick up a prescription. i should be on here after i get back home.
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.
demasiado caliente para pensar
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:
Guided By Voices - Romeo Surgeon
GA-20 - Still As The Night
Father John Misty - Real Love Baby
Christine and the Queens - A day in the water
Sinead O'Connor - All Apologies
"In this nation, leadership is dollars." - Norman Lear
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
my back has been killing me here lately. but, i did get some poems written late last night. of course, that has meant that i haven't done shit today. it never fails honestly. these winter blues constantly kick my ass and all the tricks i have learned over the years to combat them don't work anymore. but, the poems were really good. i will hopefully get some submissions out soon.
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon and NJPW.
the New York Knicks play tonight at home against Miami.
i didn't have a good night gambling last night. way too many upsets i didn't see coming. hopefully, i will win some of that money back tonight.
i need to go to to the post office tomorrow and i think i will need to go to Meijer to get some stuff for mom. i should be on here after i get back home.
until then kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
seis semanas más de invierno, genial
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:
Lowertown - Antibiotics
Jill Scott - A Long Walk
Lou Reed - Satellite of Love
Christine and the Queens - La clairefontaine
Lil Yachty - the BLACK seminole.
"Mistakes are the portals of discovery." - James Joyce
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
