i've had as many shits this morning as hours i slept (3). not how i wanted to start this hectic day.
the Yankees won their 11th straight game last night in Atlanta, 5-4. this is their longest winning streak since 1985. they are off tonight and start a huge series in Oakland on Thursday.
NXT was good last night.
Deadliest Catch was really good last night.
Hard Knocks was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW, Big Brother and two episodes of American Horror Story: Double Feature.
so, mom has her appointment with her heart doctor in a few hours. when that is over, i have to get the grocery shopping done. and on top of all that, there is rain in the area and my arthritis is killing me. good times.
i have no damn clue when i will be on here on Thursday. i know i need to take mom to get her bloodwork done for her doctor's appointment on Friday. she was supposed to do that yesterday and when i asked her about it in the afternoon, she had completely forgotten about it. fun times.
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 shot.
estos huesos viejos están cerca de tener suficiente
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:
Middle Kids - Stacking Chairs
Courtney Barnett - Rae Street
La Luz - In the Country
Erin McKeown - Cupido Stupido
Oasis - Champagne Supernova
"If God existed, and if He cared for humankind, He would have never given us religion." - Martin Amis
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i'm busier than nine cats covering up shit in a wind storm today. my back has been killing me and i believe my prostate is enlarged. good times. i got to the pharmacy to get my pills that were supposed to be ready last Friday. there's 30 minutes of my life i'll never get back. and when i got home, i started my laundry. and then mom said something about First Four tickets and how she was having problems buying them. so, i bought them but the problem is, it looks like everything is electronic now and that is a minor problem for someone who doesn't have a cell phone. so, either i'll figure out how to get the tickets on paper or i'll be selling them and getting my money back. good times. on top of all that, i did do a little poetry work. i know where my next 21 poems are going. with any luck, i'll get those out tomorrow morning. the ice storm is supposed to hit sometime tonight. i'm not looking forward to it.
WWE Backstage was pretty good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Masked Singer, NXT, AEW and Miz & Mrs.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Toronto. i'd love to see the Rangers win tonight.
baseball season is getting closer. so, of course, the Yankees just had their first injury...
i'm very happy that the Red Sox traded Mookie Betts to the Dodgers. there's one headache the Yankees get to avoid this season...
that's all for me kids. i have one more load of laundry to get into the dryer and then i'm done.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get those poems out into the world.
until then...
claro, el invierno aparece ahora
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:
Ana Tijoux - Libertad
Courtney Barnett - Dead Fox
Ariel Abshire - It Wasn't God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels
Ann Peebles - I Needed Somebody
"You can only milk a cow so long, then you're left holding the pail." - Hank Aaron
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
something evil shot out of my asshole this morning. it would have been fine if i actually would have made it to the toilet. as you can imagine, if my day started off like that...
there's been a storm coming for the last day or so. my arthritis has been fucking killing me. mom's back is killing her. she has a few more days before she gets her next injection. this is a house on the fucking edge at the moment. joy.
the grocery store was a fucking zoo today. of course, they have closed two grocery stores in the area, so everyone goes to the one i normally go to now. it's great for people watching, but if you actually have a scroll of shit to buy, it's fucking annoying. i did a pretty good job. i think i got everything today for under $150.
the New York Rangers got a hat trick from Panarin last night and defeated San Jose, 6-3. i didn't expect the four goal outburst in the 3rd period last night. that was fun to watch.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Mel Brooks: Unwrapped. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i will probably be on here tomorrow early. the Rangers play tomorrow in the afternoon and Dayton plays at home tomorrow night. so, hopefully i get something that resembles decent sleep tonight and i'll knock one of these out in the morning.
of course, much like life, everything is subject to change.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
podría prescindir de la gente, eso es seguro
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:
Gov't Mule w/Jackie Greene - Cinnamon Girl (Live)
Gary Clark Jr. w/Andra Day - Pearl Cadillac
The Rolling Stones - Midnight Rambler (Live)
Courtney Barnett - So Long, Marianne (Live)
"When the heroes go off the stage, the clowns come on." - Heinrich Heine
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
congrats to my sister for buying the house she wanted. here's hoping your condo sells for more than you dream of and the move in goes great. she's moving across the street from friends she has known since college, so i know their kids will be thrilled.
mom's doctor's appointment went pretty good today. the surgeon basically told her no to the injections in her back. that made me happy, as from what mom is saying (at least today), the injections won't do her much good. she starts her physical therapy outside of the home next week. tomorrow, physical and occupational therapy will be out here to basically clear her to do the therapy outside of the home. i did have a talk with mom today about making sure she's clear with what she is telling the doctors. i put it sort of plain and simple. be as simple and as accurate as you can be or i will do it for you. and since she was tired as hell today (what, you can't do 2 different doctor's appointments in a day less than a month after having your hip replaced at 64), she was basically telling the doctor's the opposite of what she was telling her back doctor yesterday. looks like i will get to wear my asshole hat soon.
quick update on the cleaning ladies fiasco... my cousin was over yesterday to do the yard and re-pot a plant for mom. mom asked her to look under my bed for that Batman night light. sure enough, in the middle of the floor underneath the bed, there it was. i'm not sure why neither of the ladies wouldn't just tell me it got knocked off the desk and rolled under the bed. mom fired them since she thought, as did i, that it was stolen. i have no clue if she's going to have them back now or not.
the New York Yankees lost again last night, 8-3. that's 7 fucking losses in a row. that's their longest losing streak in a decade. joy. hopefully it will be broken tonight.
Smackdown was really good last night. it was great that Daniel Bryan was back. you could tell the whole show had a different vibe.
205 Live was excellent last night as well.
Deadliest Catch was good last night.
The Jim Jefferies Show was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lucha Underground and Lip Sync Battle. i'll watch NXT tonight on WWE Network.
i caught the second half of Portugal's win over Russia today and the last 20 minutes or so of Mexico's win over New Zealand in the Confederations Cup.
i'm going to be interested to see who the Las Vegas NHL team takes tonight in the expansion draft. i figure the New York Rangers will lose Oscar Lindberg. that's exactly who i would be taking if i was their GM. hard to believe the NHL draft is just a couple days away.
even harder to believe the NBA draft is tomorrow. i can't wait to see how the Sacramento Kings fuck it up this year.
that's all for me kids. mom and i had a pretty big lunch, so i think dinner is going to be just enough food to take our pills and that's it. and since i got the dishes done this morning, i'm off to go take a damn shower and ice my back down for the night.
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:
Courtney Barnett - How To Boil an Egg
Ani DiFranco - Napoleon (Live)
Kim Gordon - Murdered Out
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
"I would rather be without a state than without a voice." - Edward Snowden
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i typed up a poem i wrote a few days ago this morning. i liked it and thought what the fuck, this might as well be poetry day. so, i got some submissions together and then spent most of the afternoon typing up emails and sending them. of course, this was during when i usually take a nap. so, i tried to do my best checking of my shit while yawning. i figure i probably fucked up along the way somewhere. i sent out 17 poems today, 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash and 3 each to The Camel Saloon, Napalm and Novocain, Dead Snakes and Pyrokinection. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.
i also got the first of my shipments from amazon.com today. i decided while buying mom's birthday gift, i might as well use the rest of the gift cards i had at amazon on some of the music i have missed. so, that was what was playing while the typing was going on today. good timing actually by the postal service on that one.
a quick music break before we get this show on the road:
the New York Yankees finished off their sweep of Kansas City yesterday, winning 4-2. Alex Rodriguez hit a big HR for the winning runs and continues to have a pretty fucking surprising season. they are back in first place in the division. they are on the west coast for a road trip starting tonight. i guess i'll be up late tonight.
my uncle came over yesterday while the game was on. he wanted to see the new furniture. we got "most" of what we ordered. one chair for the kitchen wasn't on the truck. i think mom and i are going to pick that up ourselves this weekend probably. my uncle liked the furniture and watched some of the game with mom and me. i think he just wanted to get away from his wife. i don't mind him coming over. if it gets more than that, it's off to my room.
the wrestling last night was excellent. NXT made me personally mark out when this match happened:
3 of my favorite independent wrestlers of all-time if you include the referee. that was a nice little moment out of nowhere. as usual with NXT, another great show.
Lucha Underground was spectacular once again last night. great moves and yet another HOLY SHIT spot fest. some of the best matches on television anywhere. enjoy the highlights:
the NBA Finals are now set. whoever wins this one will be getting their first title in a long, long time. Cleveland vs. Golden State. it should be a fun series to watch. plenty of small ball, running the court, shooting the 3, etc, etc. i wouldn't mind if it went for a good 6 or 7 games.
both NHL conference finals are going to 7 games. that's the first time that has happened in 15 years. hopefully the Rangers find a way to win another Game 7 tomorrow night.
tonight i'll have the DVR busy. all on at about the same time: The Comedians, Louie, Lip Sync Battle, and i believe FX is going to have the latest Louie C.K. comedy special on after the season finale of Louie. i'll definitely have to check that out.
mom and i went to the grocery store yesterday. we both noticed her car was making some weird sounds. figures, i thought, since it will be mine before too long. she took it in today and it was the back left brake fucking up. she just had the front brakes done last week. let's just say she's not a happy camper at the moment. as for the grocery store, not sure if i'm going to get any poems out of it. but, i did get some decent ice cream, so that will do.
that's all for me today. i will be on here tomorrow long before i get over hyped for Game 7.
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:
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence
deadmau5 - 5 years of mau5
Courtney Barnett - Sometimes i Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit.
Father John Misty - I Love You, Honeybear
"I don't like fashion. I don't like art. I do like smashing up expensive things." - Wendy O. Williams
had a lovely conversation with the muse last night for about 35 minutes. the problem is the phone call lasted for 45 minutes. but let me rewind the tape here as i have some venting to do. i sent the muse a poem about her that is going to get published here in the summer, as she asked me to do. she read it and said it was a little heartbreaking. i said the truth always is. the problem she had was she never remembers me telling her that i was in love with her. i was crushed. i think i may have only told her a few hundred times over the last 10 years or so. so, after the 35 minutes of her telling me about her life on the west coast, she asks about mine. this is rare as most of our conversations are purely about her and nothing else. so i tell her about the farm, my mother, my father, etc, and the only thing she asks is how much i would be getting from the farm auction. this immediately reminded me of my father as he lived his life solely worried about money and nothing else. after a little back and forth, she asks me if she was always going to be single. i told her that once compromise enters her vocabulary, she'll be fine. and i told her i wasn't speaking about compromise in the way of you changing your morals or beliefs, but more of being tolerant of what others believe. you would have thought i called her a cunt. after she goes on and on about she tried this shit before and never again, the asshole in me had to speak up. so i told her to enjoy being single and miserable. she then calls me an asshole and tells me this is why she never believed me when i said i loved her. this quickly pissed me off as she earlier said she never could remember me telling her that. being the gentleman i am, i thanked her for wasting 45 minutes of my life and hung up on her. so, what i now ask of you, readers, fans, friends, general public, strangers, who the fuck ever... if i EVER speak of the muse again in terms that aren't poetic in nature, you have my PERMISSION to find me, put a gun in my mouth and blow my fucking brains out. i will not allow that CUNT to ruin another day of my life.
the New York Yankees lost yesterday 8-2. i wasn't surprised given the pitching matchup. they play again tonight on ESPN. i'll gladly miss most of that.
needless to say, i didn't sleep good last night. so i was really hoping Manchester United was going to change my vibe for the day. unfortunately, they made it worse. they played like absolute SHIT for the entire 90 minutes. a 3-0 loss at Everton. they are still in 4th, but they need to finish in the top 3 to avoid a playoff for the Champions League. i'm hoping this was just one of those days.
so, in my anger, i decided to put all my music in alphabetical order. nothing like have around a thousand cd's on my bed. took me 3 1/2 hours to get it all done. later this week, i'll do the same with my books. good times.
the WWE is having the Extreme Rules ppv tonight. since i have the WWE Network now, i'm planning on watching it. that means, on the DVR tonight will be Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Silicon Valley, Veep and Last Week Tonight. either the wrestling is going to be so good that i'm in a really good mood and watch a few of those shows before i go to sleep or the wrestling is going to suck and i'm going to watch them all as i'm slowly drinking myself to death.
here's a little music to change the mood:
took mom over to the farm today. she's been letting the family come over and take shit before the auction company decides what they want to auction. of course, mom forgot to make sure she got what she wanted first. i will get to listen to her bitch about this for years to come i imagine. i fed the cats while i was over there. looks like we may be down to 15 cats now. that's all i have seen the last few times over there.
i'm going to get in the shower now (enjoy that visual) and give these old bones a good soaking. i'm in pain from head to toe at the moment. these are the days where i'm certainly yearning for the relief that death will bring.
hope everyone is having a great weekend. i was able to vacuum the house and take out the trash without falling down, so life certainly must be good.
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:
Courtney Barnett - World Cafe Session
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - 40 Day Dream
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
The New Basement Tapes - Down on the Bottom
"I think there is a poem out there for everyone, to be an entrance into the poetry and a relationship with it." - Natasha Trethewey
so like a dumb ass, i decided to give a shit about the Red Sox vs. Yankees last night. 19 innings later, i remember why baseball stopped being my favorite sport in my 20's. needless to say, i'm running on little sleep, my sister is back in town, and i have a farm to go help clean out. these are the days where i wish i drank coffee or was addicted to heroin.
welcome to the 11th day of National Poetry Month. today, i'd like to highlight the lazy bastard i am and just post three random YouTube videos that i happen to enjoy. well, the first two poets i really like and have been published with. the third video got me with the title. anyone that knows my dating history of black women, they will understand. hope you enjoy, go support, etc. etc.
i will give the Yankees credit for at least fighting back last night. but they pissed away chance after chance to win the game in extra innings. they have way too many left handed bats and are too easy to pitch to at the moment. hopefully that changes as the season goes on... though i doubt it will. Yanks lose 6-5 in 19 innings. you can imagine how much i needed a beer after that game. they play again this afternoon. thankfully, i will miss it.
today is the final day of the NHL regular season. so by tonight, i'll know who the Rangers will face in the first round and if i made a miracle comeback in fantasy hockey. the Rangers play in Washington this afternoon.
i believe Saturday Night Live is new tonight. i'll watch that, if i happen to not be completely dead by the end of today. on the DVR will be ROH.
not sure when i will be on here tomorrow as the Manchester derby is happening. i suppose it depends on just how much we get done at the farm today. my back isn't feeling great from moving some shit this morning, so this could get interesting in a few hours.
the weather looks great outside. hopefully i'll actually get to enjoy it.
raise a glass for the weekend and i do hope it never gets empty.
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:
Alabama Shakes - Don't Wanna Fight
The National - Sunshine on My Back
Fall Out Boy - Centuries
Algiers - Blood
Courtney Barnett - Pedestrian at Best
"Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure." - Mark Strand
before we get to the state of my right ankle, welcome to the 4th day of National Poetry Month. today, i want to shine a little light on Chiron Review.
Chiron Review is one of the best poetry magazines to EVER come around. i highly urge all of you to go to the site, http://www.chironreview.com/, check out the current issues, BUY some back issues and really dig your teeth into one of the finest zines around.
so i got the x-ray results for my right ankle this morning. no fracture. but, a couple of spots showing bone spurs. fucking lovely. so, it all now comes down to pain tolerance or surgery. as i told a friend earlier that suggested i have the surgery... i have no idea how to live without pain in my life. so, as usual, i'll simply find the pleasure in the pain and march on. with a limp.
my sister and i started putting up some of the things in my room; posters, awards, shelves, etc. my mother looked at it and asked when i was going to grow up? i laughed and said i've been avoiding it for 39 years, why the fuck am i going to stop now. i found a nice little spot for the artwork i bought from Mr. Brainwash. i'll get some pics up when this all gets done.
i went over to the farm this morning to help load up a bunch of shit that needed to be taken to the county dump. i was a little surprised when my mother and sister took be back to the house and basically let me off the hook for the rest of the day. that did give me a chance to rest my ankle and catch up on some of the pro wrestling on the DVR.
it also gave me the chance to catch the second half of the Manchester United game. it wasn't exactly pretty but i'll gladly take the 3 points in the 3-1 win over Aston Villa. plus, the goal from Wayne Rooney was spectacular. here are some highlights from the game:
the Final Four starts tonight. i figure i'll watch most of that. the New York Rangers also play tonight. i'll have an eye on that as well. also, Saturday Night Live is new and the episode of Austin City Limits looks to be a good one. i guess the DVR is going to be busy tonight.
hard to imagine that the baseball season starts tomorrow night. i have no clue how the New York Yankees are going to do this season. but, i imagine if they miss the playoffs for the 3rd straight season, heads are going to fucking roll.
that's all for me today. i've got some icing to do and a nap to take. hope everyone is having 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:
Glass Animals - Gooey
Alabama Shakes - Don't Wanna Fight
Tobias Jesso Jr. - How Could You Babe
Courtney Barnett - Pedestrian at Best
Beck - Blue Moon
"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." - Maya Angelou
