reach for the sky

 so, i was watching the Dayton Flyers game last night when i got the alert on my phone that Jay Briscoe had died. now, Jay was one of my favorite wrestlers of all-time. i didn't want to believe the news, but then i started getting alert after alert and knew, fuck, this is real. i started combing the internet to find out as much as i could. the one thing i noticed was all the amazing things other wrestlers had to say about Jay. and what it made me wonder was, did they all tell him this shit when he was alive? it really hit me last night, i don't want my fucking flowers after i'm dead. i have no fucking use for them when i'm dead. so, please, tell me what you want me to know while i'm alive. the horrific thing about the car accident Jay died in, is he was driving with his two young daughters in the back of his truck. thankfully, they have survived the accident. i really feel for Mark Briscoe, Jay's brother, as i can't fucking imagine the pain he is going through right now. thanks for all the years and absolutely amazing matches Jay. you will be missed but never forgotten. rest in peace.

the other thing that sucks is as a wrestling fan, i am so fucking used to tragedies at this point that it doesn't phase me like it probably should. i mean fuck, Jay was 38 years old. younger than i am. that should hit anyone like a ton of bricks. but, i think i have been dealing with wrestling tragedies for most of the 40 plus years i have been a fan. just a crazy fucking world.

the Dayton Flyers did win last night at home against Davidson, 68-61.

NXT was really good last night.

the trip to Meijer yesterday went pretty well. i was able to find most of what i was looking for.

i did get the rest of the grocery shopping done today. that went pretty well, other than my arthritis raging by the end of the shopping. joy.

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 and Name That Tune.

i did watch a little of the USWNT defeat of New Zealand last night, 4-0.

so, i did get home in time to watch Manchester United today. they ended up with a 1-1 draw at Crystal Palace. two things i hated. one, giving up the tying goal in the 89th minute. two, leaving Casemiro on long enough that he picked up a yellow card and will now miss the match against Arsenal this weekend. United could have gone second in the league with the victory. fuck.

the New York Knicks play tonight at home against the Wizards. hopefully, they will win.

i'm not sure when i will be on here tomorrow. i know i need to pick up my pills at Rite Aid and mom's pills at Kroger. and i know one of the contractors are coming out here tomorrow to get some more measurements for the bathroom renovation.

so yeah, i will probably be on here in the afternoon tomorrow.

i need to figure out dinner tonight and get some ice on my back as the rain is coming back into the area now. good times.

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.

No necesito ningún elogio cuando estoy muerto

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:

Pearl Jam - Black (Live)

JJ Grey and Mofro - Brave Lil' Fighter (Live)

U2- Bullet The Blue Sky (Live)

Evanescence - My Immortal

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

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

why does misery feel so fucking familiar?...

 i knew there was always a chance that my old friend misery would come to meet me last night. sure enough, misery rested her head on my shoulder and started to laugh. good times.

the New Orleans Saints lost last night, 30-20. just too many fucking turnovers, which Tampa turned into touchdowns. i fully believe that was Drew Brees last game with the Saints. that made me pretty fucking emotional, as i remember all the fucking losing before he got there. but, that's 4 years in a row where i thought they really had a chance to make a run to another Super Bowl. oh well.

Manchester United played Liverpool to a 0-0 draw yesterday. i didn't see the match, but i did see the highlights. it would have been great if United would have won, but i will take the point for sure.

at least the Dayton Flyers did win yesterday. they defeated George Washington, 67-54.

Batwoman was good last night. i was curious to see how they would make the change in the lead role since Ruby Rose left the show. i thought they did a pretty good job of making it work.

Shameless was excellent last night.

Your Honor was crazy fucking good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening. i'll probably flip over to the NBA or NHL during commercials.

i did listen to episode 326 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can listen to that by going here:

https://omny.fm/shows/notsam-wrestling/wrestlemania-returns-roman-saves-wrestling-dave-la

it has been snowing on and off for a couple of days now. nothing is really sticking, so that's good.

i have my eye appointment tomorrow afternoon. i'm hoping my eyes aren't any worse than they already are.

if all goes well, i should be on here after i get home from that.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

thanks to everyone for reading my latest published poem:

https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2021/01/18/j-j-campbell-47/

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

fuck donald trump.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

solo duele porque te importa

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:

Exitmusic - The Cold

The Black Lillies - Where The Black Lillies Grow

Satchel - Suffering

Leonard Cohen - In My Secret Life

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

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

and this is why i'm superstitious...

so, Dayton played like absolute shit last night in the first half. i was beyond frustrated, so when my stress level gets that high, i stop watching. the last thing i want is a fucking heart attack in my mid 40's. but, while eating dinner, watching wrestling, etc. i did check on the score every few minutes. at one point in the second half, Dayton was trailing Saint Louis by double figures. thankfully, Dayton caught fire from the 3 point line and eventually took the lead. the game went into overtime and Jalen Crutcher nailed a 3 with .1 seconds left in the game to win 78-76. i turned right over to the game when it ended. i wasn't going to be the reason this team lost. and i still won't be.

Real Time with Bill Maher was excellent last night.

Smackdown and 205 Live were both really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Austin City Limits and ROH.

i will probably watch a ton of college basketball today while icing my back in my massage chair.

i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow before Manchester United takes on Liverpool. if i'm not, here is the preview of the game:

today started off with freezing rain. enough ice that the satellite was going in and out all morning. it's now turned over to just rain with plenty of wind. the feels like temperature is supposed to get down to the single digits tonight. joy.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

until tomorrow kids...

hay algo especial en el aire

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:

Marcus King - Beautiful Stranger
Rupert Holmes - Escape (The Pina Colada Song)
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

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

and here comes the storm...

a little poetry news to pass on before i get to this day of pain and more pain... i heard back from the editors at great weather for MEDIA on my poetry submission from back in November. they decided to pass on the 4 poems i sent. i certainly will have plenty to choose from for my annual poetry submission on my birthday this year. i've got a few places in mind. hopefully i will have better luck.

so i wanted to get to the store before noon today since there's this big storm coming and i know everyone around here would be in a state of panic, as usual. i got out of the house and to the first store before noon. not as good as i wanted, but i'll take it. i got out of there and was to the second grocery store about 10 minutes after noon. of course, i had a prescription to pick up, so there was my next 30 minutes. i have no damn clue why they would put two trainees on the cash registers when the line is about 25 people deep. i got everything that was on the scroll, plus my birthday cake as well. as usual, no baggers working and my back was killing me. joy. thankfully, i made it out there before 2 PM and spent less than $200.

of course, i needed to help mom this afternoon clean as she always gets a wild hair up her ass when my sister is coming. and just my luck, i go to empty the vacuum cleaner and it breaks and most of it ends up on me. if i truly was as insane as most people believe i am, today would have been the day i would have killed everyone. but, i'm not. i wouldn't say i'm well adjusted either, just not as crazy as these assholes need to believe i am.

i'm guessing my sister will be down here before the storm starts. and i'm guessing we'll get enough snow that she's going to be here a couple days. joy.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

The Big Bang Theory was pretty good last night.

Young Sheldon was very good last night.

Gotham was fucking great last night.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty funny last night.

the New York Rangers recovered from a shitty start last night and defeated Chicago, 4-3. the win gives The King a tie for 6th place all time in wins by goalies.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW, Women of Wrestling (WOW) and Real Time with Bill Maher.

i'm going to try to do the blog tomorrow after Manchester United plays in the morning. that way i have a nice little window to actually enjoy breakfast, the game, and get the blog done before the Dayton Flyers play in the afternoon. at least that is the plan.

of course, just as life, everything is subject to change.

we're supposedly going to get 7 inches of snow and a good layer of ice as well. just in time for my birthday. oh joy.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. be safe and enjoy it.

Espero que a mi hermana le guste usar una pala.

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:

twenty one pilots - My Blood
Guided by Voices - Don't Stop Now
Shrug - Long Live the Scene
Freekbass - Fre3KroNomoKon

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

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

of course, it had to be raining

imagine walking in to get your driver's license renewed and you see they are serving number 52. you pull your number and it's 63. all you have to sit on are these hard benches, sort of like you are waiting to be booked into jail. of course, it's raining outside and your arthritis is absolutely killing you. you look at all the bruises on your left ring finger. not a good first day to be trying to track your blood sugar. after 20 minutes, they finally get to your number. it's the same woman from 4 years ago that almost failed you on the vision test. oh joy. amazingly, everything goes well and one shitty picture and 10 minutes later... you have a new driver's license. talk about an afternoon wasted, unless you happened to...

i wrote 10 poems this afternoon before the adventure began. what happens to be most times is something will hit me when i'm either on the toilet or in the shower. i believe it is all due to me constantly talking to myself. i was pissing and a few words hit me and 35 minutes later, i had 10 poems. i typed them up after i got home this afternoon and i really, really liked them. that's now 21 poems in 18 days for the month. that's the goal this year, write as much as fucking possible, each month.

the New York Rangers scored in the first minute last night. the next time i turned to the game they were trailing 3-1. fuck me. i ended up watching most of the rest of the game. a crazy 7-6 loss to Dallas that never should have happened. i have no fucking clue why the coach waited so damn long to pull Hank and put in the backup goalie. the Rangers tried to get the game tied late, but failed. much like how this season is quickly turning into a failure.

Smackdown was pretty good last night.

205 Live was pretty good last as well.

i really enjoyed Taboo last night. the show is still dark as hell, but i actually like that. Tom Hardy's character is so fucking creepy, it's fucking great.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Total Divas. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i got an excellent FREE EP on NoiseTrade this morning. the link will be in the music section.

i had to ask my mom to help me get a blood sample this morning to do my blood sugar. apparently my skin is much thicker than i thought it was. my numbers suck though.

a big THANK YOU to my friend/fan for the gift card i got in the mail today. an excellent early birthday gift. i'll use it wisely.

i will be back on here tomorrow early as the Dayton Flyers play at home tomorrow night. it's most likely going to be a sellout, which is good since they will be playing for a share of first place in the league. more on that tomorrow.

i hope everyone had a good day. hopefully you have a better 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:

Bon Iver - 8 (circle)
Strand of Oaks - Radio Kids
The Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl
Hurray for the Riff Raff - Hungry Ghost Tour EP

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

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

the beginning of my birthday weekend

laundry day.

figure if my sister is coming down and my family plans on dragging me out of the house this weekend, i might as well have clean clothes.

big sports weekend. hockey starts back up. the NFL playoffs are at the conference championship stage. another big game for Manchester United on Sunday. and no Dayton Flyers to potentially fuck it all up. so, fingers crossed, i could be in store for some victory beers.

while doing my laundry, wasted some time on NoiseTrade. found 2 great albums i really, really like. look for them in today's music. i highly recommend them both.

i also won 2 free downloads from this survey site i am a member of. so, as usual, i downloaded the odd combination of Bon Iver and Social Distortion. so far, my 2013 goal of not making sense is going good.

i do hope everyone has a great weekend. a holiday weekend here in the states. my birthday is actually on Monday, but since most things will be closed for MLK day, hence the weekend festivities. hopefully i won't be on here this weekend to rant and rave. hopefully.

music today:

Futurebirds - Exhume
Broken Anchor - Broken Anchor Sampler
Bon Iver - I Can't Make You Love Me/Nick of Time (MP3)
Social Distortion - Bakersfield (MP3)

and now from the birthday boy

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell