better late than never...

 i'm going to start this blog off with the WWE Elimination Chamber from last night. i was pleasantly shocked that the whole show was better than i was expecting. of course, what everyone is talking about now is John Cena finally turning heel. teaming with the Rock to destroy Cody Rhodes was not on my bingo card. as one person put it last night, the road to WrestleMania just went from 0 to 100 pretty fucking fast.

the Dayton Flyers won yesterday at home against Richmond, 74-64, in 2 OT.

the New York Rangers made a trade yesterday with Colorado. the Rangers will play later tonight at home against Nashville.

i was up early enough this morning to watch the Manchester United game. they lost on penalty kicks at home to Fulham. that knocks them out of the FA Cup. fuck me.

Saturday Night Live was pretty good last night.

AEW Collision last night was ok, at best.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be two episodes of The Americas, The White Lotus, Yellowjackets and Last Week Tonight.

other than the Rangers game tonight, i'll probably watch some basketball and soccer.

i did catch a little of the MLS last night.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.

until tomorrow...

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.

take the fucking shot.

más vale tarde que nunca

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:

The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed

David Johansen - Heart of Gold

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Southern Cross

Tom Waits - Chocolate Jesus

Angie Stone - No More Rain (In This Cloud)

"There's a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out." - Lou Reed

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

the day after...

 well, my 47th birthday went pretty well, other than a few sports teams finding the time to punch me in the dick. but, in the end, i did make a little money and feel really good about how i have lined things up for today. i didn't win any money on the Powerball last night. i had the first two numbers right on one and started to dream. that quickly died. the Pizza Hut order got here way quicker than i was expecting. of course, i am a decent tipper. as for the Melts from Pizza Hut, not as bad as i was thinking it would be. not necessarily a must order item, but i can see why someone would want it. mom really surprised me with the gifts she got me. so yeah, in the grand scheme of things, i survived it. now let's move on.

i never like when my favorite teams play on my birthday. too many instances of a pissed off kid going to his room to sulk over the years. case in point, the Dayton Flyers. honestly, it felt like they thought all they had to do was just show the fuck up. now, they said all the right things after the game, but sure as hell didn't do any of that shit in the game. George Washington never trailed in the game and defeated Dayton, 76-69.

i did watch both NFL games yesterday. the Chiefs beat the Jaguars, 27-20. i made a little money on that but not as much as i wanted to with Mahomes getting injured. in the second game, the Eagles beat the shit out of the Giants, 38-7. that blew up my underdog parlay. today, the Bengals play at Buffalo and the Cowboys go to the 49ers. if all my bets hit today, i will be a very happy motherfucker tomorrow.

Saturday Night Live was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Your Honor and The Last of Us.

so, i woke up to snow this morning. i guess the forecast has changed and we're going to get more than just a coating now. we are already at a few inches. we're under a winter storm warning until tonight. joy.

Manchester United plays today at Arsenal. i would fucking love to see United pull off a stunner today.

the New York Knicks play at Toronto this evening.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.

thanks again to everyone for the birthday wishes.

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.

a la mierda la nieve

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:

Plains - No Record of Wrongs

Maria Isa - Hello to the Weekend

Akina Adderley - Where Does The Love Go

Quasi - Doomscrollers

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Southern Cross

"Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey." - Lord Byron

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

a great day to be a wise ass

welcome to National Poetry Month. i'm not sure how i'm going to "celebrate" it this year. i think i'm going to post one video a day in this blog of a poet. i might even post one of myself, but don't count on it. so for today, here you go:

the New York Rangers pissed away a chance to clinch the playoffs last night, losing 4-3 at Carolina. it would have been nice if the storm that hit here would have knocked the satellite out for the 3rd period. fuck me. another loss and they will be playing themselves into the wildcard. joy.

i was able to see The Big Bang Theory before the storm hit. it was very funny. i got to see about the first 10 minutes of Life in Pieces and the last 15 minutes of the season finale. what i did get to see was hilarious. i'll probably see if i can find it online. i didn't bother with Smackdown as i knew it didn't fully record and i knew what had happened anyways. the Stone Cold Podcast with Mick Foley last night was pretty good. i remember seeing Cactus Jack back in the late 80's and he immediately became a favorite of mine. i did see Lip Sync Battle last night. i don't watch The Walking Dead, so i had no clue who the two women were. but, i was entertained.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW.

i am really looking forward to NXT Takeover: Dallas tonight. to see Nakamura in a WWE ring will be a true highlight for me. his match with Sami Zayn should be an early candidate for match of the year. plus, Bayley vs. Asuka should be off the charts amazing. plus, Finn Balor vs. Samoa Joe should be great as well.

i listened to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast preview of the NXT event late last night. i highly recommend the interview he did with Finn Balor. Finn will certainly be one of the future faces of the company. you can check it out by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2016/4/1/nxt-take-over-dallas-special-with-finn-balor

i think my mother will be calling sometime this afternoon for me to come get her up in Columbus. i believe the plan is for us to meet at my sister's place and then eat an early dinner. i told my mom the only thing i want to make sure is i can be back here before 10 pm. let's hope that is the case.

i haven't been outside yet to see if there was any damage from the storms last night. i know one of the trees on the property behind us got knocked over by the wind earlier in the day.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. between The Final Four and WrestleMania, i will be knee deep in sports and entertainment all fucking 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:

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Southern Cross
Los Lonely Boys - 16 Monkeys
Steve Earle - Colorado Girl

"You have to learn and keep learning." - Gil Scott-Heron

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

trying to make lemonade out of chicken shit

my frustration level increased over each hour last night to the point where my blood was damn near actually boiling. between the Yankees, Manchester United, my bad back, my health insurance, etc. etc... these are the days where my 8 year old self smiles and gives me the finger. this is what i get for not listening. this is what i get for thinking that love actually exists. this is what i get for exposing my soul to the sun for too long. this is what i get for coming from the bottom of the gene pool.

the New York Yankees left a small village on base last night. they had the bases loaded 4 different times and could only score 3 runs. that won't work in a ballpark that screams for softball numbers. the 4-3 loss came on the same night that Toronto finally had a loss. so, there's another damn chance pissed away. they play again tonight. hopefully they actually get some timely hits.

Monday Night Raw was more miss than hit last night. i enjoyed a few segments:

but other than that, the show was useless for me. it's painfully obvious they are setting up Seth Rollins vs. HHH down the line. but to use someone like Sting to do that is beyond fucking stupid. plus, it's totally obvious that Vince thinks that women are only eye candy and nothing else. he alone has basically killed the revolution of women's wrestling. beyond frustrating.

i downloaded the Leon Bridges mixtape today. it's really damn good. check it out by going here: http://cominghometotexas.com/

enjoy some music kids, i'll be trying to find the sun:

and now some of this and that:

Manchester United bought some 19 year old French kid today that supposedly is going to be the next Thierry Henry. i've heard that about every good French player for the last decade. even Henry himself admits that this a massive gamble by the club. they also got some 17 year old defender that probably won't help the club for a few years. 2 moves that make no fucking sense to me. also, you now have a pissed off goalkeeper who wanted to be at Real Madrid but isn't now because of paperwork. and the club has sent away striker after striker and replaced them with a mystery. with all that said, given the number they have given him. let's hope Anthony Martial is the second coming:

on the DVR tonight will be Total Divas, Hard Knocks and the season finale of Tyrant. if the baseball game goes like last night, at least i have something else to watch.

my health insurance went up $200 today, mostly because insurance companies are greedy fuckers that have to always make more money or else. i guess i will be looking for a cheaper plan soon. also, it's the birthday of the woman that molested me. i can't imagine why my day has been shit.

it's fucking September 1st and it was 87 degrees today. and there are still dumb fucks in the world that don't believe in global warming. and people wonder why i always have so much to write about.

god willing, i will drink myself to sleep tonight and not wake up in a pile of my own shit.

and on that lovely visual, until tomorrow folks...

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:

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Southern Cross
Shinedown - Second Chance
MICK & Leon Bridges - Coming Home To Texas

"As long as you're having fun, that's the key. The moment it becomes a grind, it's over." - Barry Gibb

and your pro wrestling video of the day: