i woke up this morning and looked at the pile of dirty clothes and figured today was going to be laundry day. i knew first i wanted to vacuum the house. and i'm not the kind of asshole that will do that while mom is asleep. i at least waited until she woke up. so, i've got one more load of laundry to do and i will hopefully have that done before 7 PM tonight.
i do hope everyone had a good Mother's Day yesterday.
a couple of my close friends have been wanting me to watch Baby Reindeer on Netflix. i finally got around to it yesterday. some of that crazy shit hit pretty close to home. but, i do understand why they thought i would like it.
the New York Yankees won yesterday at Tampa, 10-6. they are off today and start a series tomorrow in Minnesota.
here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs yesterday:
here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs yesterday:
last load of laundry is in the washer. joy.
A Gentleman in Moscow was very good last night. the finale is next week.
The Chi was excellent last night.
The Sympathizer was good last night.
The Jinx Part 2 was very interesting last night.
Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.
enjoy some music:
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on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Monday Night Raw.
the New York Rangers play Game 5 tonight at home against Carolina. i'm hoping they finish this series out tonight.
i'm sure i will watch some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
hora de lavar algo de ropa
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:
Cobra Verde - Never My Love
Beabadoobee - Take A Bite
Huun - Huur Tu, Carmen Rizzo, Dhani Harrison - Dreamers In The Field
Sarah McLachlan - Good Enough
Childish Gambino - Human Sacrifice
"Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry." - Georges Braque
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i'm not quite sure most people understand how lonely it gets here in my head. when you're constantly reliving your past, and can't seem to make any move forward with your future. it just sets off this snowball of events that always goes to the same place... always to the same damn question... will anyone really miss me when i die? and with each passing day, i'm getting really close to knowing that answer is no. and then comes the real decision to make. gun, rope or locked garage?
mom's eye appointment yesterday did not go well. she has macular degeneration in both eyes. near the end of this month, i think she either has an appointment or an outpatient surgery. i guess they go behind her fake lenses and use a laser to zap the blurriness. it sometimes works, sometimes doesn't. the next step would be transplants of her corneas from a cadaver and mom said she'd rather just go blind. so, i have that to look forward to.
it's been raining just enough here that the combination of my arthritis, my depression and my mood is a recipe for a fucking disaster.
mom's been smelling a skunk late at night the past 3 or 4 nights. and then she read online that sometimes that's a gas leak in your HVAC system. oh joy. so, she talked herself out of having our HVAC guy come out today. i looked at her like she's fucking crazy. i said well, too bad we aren't smokers because then we would really know. i asked what's the fucking point in waiting? do you want to see the house blow up and then go, well shit, i guess it was a gas leak. so, she made the call and they came out. i cleared away the vines from the air conditioner outside. the guy said there's no gas leak, but our igniter on our furnace is getting bad. he said he had the replacement in his truck and it would cost $120 to do it right then and there. mom said she would add it to the list. after the guy went out i said to mom, well, you could always wait until it fails in the middle of winter and i'm sure they will love coming out here to fix it. she then snapped back with her usual, well, why don't you say something. and then i snapped back with my usual, you want me to run things, you won't like your fucking life. she has the money, but wants to act concerned. you know, because there's $20,000 going for new windows and probably $6,000 for new landscaping, but $120 for a new igniter on the furnace is just too much at the moment.
and on top of all that, she wanted chinese food for lunch.
these are the days where i hope my sister truly enjoys that i passed on going to college so she could because it would be cruel to make mom get two jobs to put us both through college since dad gambled all the college money away. and i know my sister couldn't give two shits.
so, to combat all of this shit today, i decided to send some poems out. just a small submission, 3 poems to Small Town Rejects. when i hear back from them, i will pass along the verdict.
i had a woman try to scam $50 out of me today. i laughed. she sadly picked the wrong fucking day.
the New York Yankees got some great pitching last night and enough offense to defeat Tampa 4-1. hopefully they will win again tonight.
Smackdown was pretty good last night. i thought they did a good job setting up their matches for SummerSlam this Sunday.
205 Live was good last night as well.
The Jim Jefferies Show was hilarious last night.
Deadliest Catch was good last night.
Miz and Mrs. was excellent last night.
Hard Knocks was pretty good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lucha Underground and Big Brother. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.
the cd i sent the muse has arrived. of course, she's in no rush to pick it up or listen to it.
i might send out some more poems tomorrow. i do have a place in mind. of course, who the fuck knows where my head will be come tomorrow morning.
i'll be on here in the morning tomorrow since the Yankees play in the afternoon. mom has cancelled her appointment on Friday, so that clusterfuck with the grocery shopping has been avoided.
there's supposed to be storms overnight, so i know i won't sleep worth a fuck tonight. joy.
es demasiado para que alguien me diga que me quiere y lo dice en serio
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:
Mannequin Pussy - Romantic
Ebony Stewart - Ode To My Pussy
Cobra Verde - Never My Love
Creedence Clearwater Revival - Long As I Can See the Light
"Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich." - Napoleon Bonaparte
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i made the mistake last night of deciding to watch part 2 of The Zen Diaries of Garry Shandling before i went to sleep. by the time part 2 was over, i was weeping. easily one of the best documentaries i have seen in years. now, it's a bit long, but if you're a fan of comedy, i highly recommend checking all 4 1/2 hours out.
The Voice last night was pretty good.
the season finale of Baskets was hilarious last night.
the season finale of Hate Thy Neighbor was excellent last night. after watching it, i guess i'll be living in Montana at some point in my life.
The Chris Gethard Show last night was fucking crazy.
The Jim Jefferies Show last night was great.
Smackdown last night was excellent. i love that Daniel Bryan will be wrestling at WrestleMania.
205 Live last night was really good.
team USA men's national team defeated Paraguay last night 1-0. it was a way more physical soccer friendly than i was expecting. i'm not sure how Paraguay escaped a couple red cards last night. i did love that the USA made sure some of the kids played and are now tied to the USA. that will come in handy with the massive rebuild needed after missing the upcoming World Cup. of course, the interim coach could have played more of the kids last night. i'm not sure why he didn't use all 6 of his subs last night.
i got to sleep this morning sometime around 6. i woke up around 11. one thing about crying yourself to sleep, it does at least put you out for more than a few hours.
enjoy some music:
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and The Voice. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.
the New York Rangers play tonight at Washington.
the New York Yankees season will start tomorrow in Toronto. hopefully i will be back home in time for the game.
mom wants to go to the grocery store tomorrow. she wants to get stuff to make for Easter. i'll be going to get liquor.
i will probably be on here tomorrow either really early (not likely) or after the baseball game is over.
i'm a little cranky today. i dropped mom off to get her taxes done. i went back home and typed up the 14 poems i wrote yesterday. right as i was finishing up the last poem and putting everything away, mom called to have me come get her. the place is only 5 minutes away. so, there i was sitting in parking lot for over 20 minutes before she came out. i truly can't fucking stand wasting my time. it's one of the few things i actually have. of course, she had a few excuses about how the cities fucked something up and her old employer didn't send everything she needed for her taxes, which i don't doubt either. i just don't understand why she couldn't have called me when everything was signed and being sent. remember, it's just 5 minutes away from the house. with what little patience i have left, i can't imagine how often i will have to bite my tongue before i fucking explode one of these days.
that's all for me kids. until tomorrow...
joder el mundo
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:
Cobra Verde - Never My Love
Ryan Bingham - Dylan's Hard Rain
Portugal. The Man - Creep In A T-Shirt
Lady Gaga - Million Reasons
"I try to not focus on what people expect from me." - Lady Gaga
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i'm not quite sure what the fuck i was dreaming about last night. there was this black woman i wrote about in a poem yesterday, two pieces of moldy bread, a waterfall in South Asia, a gypsy telling me about my death and a hippie playing an acoustic guitar. i only had one damn drink last night. i figure i'm either getting ready to snap or that coconut rum had more than just coconut in it.
there was so much on television last night that i ended up having to watch some of it this morning. i have to find time to sneak in a nap here and there.
i wasn't too happy with how the USA played last night against Martinique. they struggled for most of the game and once again had a let down when they scored. you can't have a team that is like that come back from down 2-0 to make it 2-2 in just a matter of minutes. thank god Jordan Morris found some of his old form last night to score the winner. a 3-2 win with way too many questions to be answered. they better find those answers soon if they actually want to win the Gold Cup.
Lucha Underground was excellent last night.
NXT was really good last night.
Snowfall was amazing last night.
Lip Sync Battle was pretty funny last night.
Big Brother was fucking hilarious last night. hopefully Cody will be voted out tonight.
Part 4 of The Defiant Ones last night was pretty good. overall, i think if you are young and don't know much about the history of music, this series would be an excellent start for you. as for myself, it was good to reminisce over a time in music that i loved and grew up in.
enjoy some music:
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and 30 for 30: Mike and The Mad Dog.
nothing frustrates me more than having to take a shit right after getting out of the shower. talk about feeling like you just wasted the last 20 fucking minutes of your life.
when the New Orleans Saints were down 13 points in the 4th quarter yesterday, i was pretty much resigned to them fucking losing again. thankfully, the Chargers decided to fumble their next two possessions and the Saints scored two touchdowns. holy shit, a lead in the 4th quarter. when the Saints got the interception to clinch the game, i was so fucking happy. i knew how much Drew Brees wanted to win in his old home. thanks for the victory beer boys. the Saints won 35-34.
my fantasy football teams are basically a fucking embarrassment. and now i have injuries to deal with. good times.
the New York Yankees lost yesterday 5-2. they finished the season 84-78, which given how god awful they were to start the season... now let the youth movement begin.
Westworld was a bit of a mind fuck last night. but it was certainly interesting enough for me to keep coming back for more.
Shameless was fucking great last night. easily one of my favorite shows of all time.
The Strain was great last night. Masters of Sex showed the one thing i probably wish i could have been around for in the 70's, a swingers party. and as usual, Last Week Tonight was fucking brilliant.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, The Big Bang Theory and Gotham. i'll probably spend most of the night flipping between Monday Night Raw, the football game and some hockey.
the New York Rangers play tonight against Philadelphia. hard to believe, but the start of the hockey season is just around the corner.
i spent a good portion of yesterday watching the Ryder Cup. team USA beat team Europe 17-11 to win the Ryder Cup for the first time in 8 years. i'm not a big watcher of golf on television, but the golf yesterday was fucking amazing. if each week had the taunting and wild fans and holy shit shots, i might watch more.
it was nice enough here today that i was able to get out and feed the birds and actually open some windows. but, like Ohio usually is, wait a few minutes and it will change.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
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:
Cobra Verde - Never My Love
Eddie Vedder - Imagine (Live)
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man
Tori Amos - Total Eclipse Of The Heart (Live)
"I think I'm like wine. The older I get, the better I get." - Zlatan Ibrahimovic
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