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Showing posts with label corb lund. Show all posts

Friday, October 13, 2023

welcome to the weekend...

 so, i get the feeling this was probably the last good day of weather for a good bit... it did feel good outside. i got mom to her physical therapy appointment. she wanted to just sleep in the Highlander in the sun. i wrote 3 poems while she was doing her physical therapy. i typed those up when we got back home. i should have enough to get another submission out in the next few days.


the New York Rangers beat Buffalo last night, 5-1. i guess they were saving themselves for the regular season. hopefully, this is how they are going to play all season. first time i think they have played a full 60 minutes in a long time. next game is tomorrow night in Columbus.






i did watch some of the NFL game last night. the Chiefs defeated Denver, 19-8.



Big Brother was good last night. Cameron got evicted and is the first member of the jury house. Jag is the new HOH.


NJPW was very good last night.


enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.


i'll probably catch some of the Colorado vs. Stanford game tonight. i have a live bet boost to use on that.


i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i have to take the Styrofoam to a place to recycle it. Ohio State plays at noon. the Rangers play tomorrow night. so yeah, i might have to do the blog when i wake up tomorrow. good times.

Ohio State will play at Purdue tomorrow at noon. it has trap game written all over it.



i need to go vacuum the house and get everything closed up before the rain starts.


i hope everyone has 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.


el último buen día de tiempo por un tiempo


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:


Miiesha - Made For Silence


Adrie - Japon


Corb Lund - Old Familiar Drunken Feeling


Dirty Honey - Won't Take Me Alive


Dusty Springfield - Spooky


"The only truly anonymous donor is the guy who knocks up your daughter." - Lenny Bruce


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:



Thursday, January 20, 2022

well, i guess it went well...

 mom is back home from her surgery. she had the skin cancer from her face removed. the cancer was right above her lip, so of course, it was a little gruesome, at least from the picture my sister sent me. but, they got most of it on the first try. mom said he missed a little spot and got that the second time. they took some skin from her collarbone to graph to reform the lip. the stitches on the lip will dissolve. i have to take her Feb. 1st to the office to get the stitches removed on her collarbone. fun times. 


today would be my grandmother's 110th birthday. part of me laughs at what she would think about this fucked up world now.


the New York Rangers defeated Toronto last night, 6-3. my family knows how i get, so when the Rangers got down 2-0 last night, i turned the game off. so, i did follow the game on my phone, but i know there was enough stress in the house already. i love that Ryan Reaves had his first two goals as a Ranger last night. 








I Can See Your Voice was hilarious last night.


Batwoman was excellent last night.



AEW was great last night.




enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, United States of Al and B Positive. i watched NXT UK this afternoon on Peacock. it was really good.




i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i turn 46 tomorrow. i don't have any plans. i'm guessing this is how the rest of my life will most likely be.


i need to go pick up some pills at Rite Aid, so that's all for me kids.


until tomorrow...


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


stay socially distant.


get the fucking shot.


Creo que mi abuela sabía dónde estaba enterrado Jimmy Hoffa.


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 - I'll Never Get Out of This World Alive


Johnny Cash - Amazing Grace


Jamey Johnson - In Color


The Charlie Daniels Band - Long Haired Country Boy


Corb Lund w/Hayes Carll - The Cover of the Rolling Stone


"I can remember when the air was clean and the sex was dirty." - George Burns


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:



Saturday, May 24, 2014

why can't the weather be like this all the time

hardly a cloud in the sky, in the low 70's with hardly any humidity. for a fat ass that likes to sit and watch television with the windows open, today has been a slice of heaven.

lots to get to, so away we go.

the Yankees finally got some runs last night and were on the verge of winning until DRob makes a horrible mistake pitch to Adam Dunn. sadly, 10 seconds before this happens i mention to my mother that he needs to careful to Dunn because a mistake will cost them the game. sure enough. but, the Yankees came back today in a game where they were comatose for 8 innings, to force extra innings while down 3 runs in the 9th (and down to their final out) and win it in the 10th 4-3 on a HR from Jacoby Ellsbury. first Yankees win in the south side of Chicago since 2011. and finally, my first victory beer in days.

i did get to watch ROH this afternoon so i won't have to try to stay up tonight to see it. another great episode.

i watched the playoff final to see what team would be in the Premier League next season. a stunning goal from a 10 man QPR in the final minute to win the game 1-0. hats off to them for playing down a man for nearly 35 minutes and still finding a way to win the game.

i also watched the Champions League final today as well. hopefully everyone saw it and understands why you should never try to sit on a lead. Real Madrid scores late to force extra time and then blows it wide open in the final 15 minutes of extra time to win 4-1. i'm happy for CR7 to win another title and to win one in his home country.

not a bad day of soccer at all.

as for tonight, i'll be flipping between some playoff hockey and playoff basketball. i also need to look at this website that i was asked to submit some poems for. i saw some of the names on it so far and i definitely believe i will try to come up with something for it.

thanks to everyone for the responses to my poems on Horror Sleaze Trash. i really appreciate it.

i saw a rabbit, 2 toads, and a snake while i was mowing yesterday. good to see the zoo is still going strong out here. i also believe that my cat Whitey actually had 4 kittens and not the 3 i thought she had earlier this month. these fuckers look like they are going to be monsters as well.

it was perfect yesterday for mowing. not even 70 degrees and a light breeze. i didn't get a sunburn and haven't got sick yet (knock on wood).

that's all for me kids. i'll be on here tomorrow sometime during all the car races. and it will be before the Sunday night festivities of a Rangers MUST WIN Game 4 and the shows i love on Showtime. plus, i want to see the movie on HBO as well. as always, who needs sleep.

a few new songs in the music section below. was up to 2:30 in the morning seeing how depressed i could get on iTunes. that should give it away i suppose. hope this finds everyone well. until tomorrow my enemies...

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Corb Lund w/ Hayes Carll - Bible On the Dash
U2 - Bad (Live)
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Pulp - Common People (Full Length Version)
Tricky - Aftermath

"All I can do is be me, whoever that is." - Bob Dylan