so, a ton has happened since i was last on here, so let's get this shit show on the road...
the USMNT played a 0-0 draw yesterday against Wales. given the number of new players playing for the USA, i was pretty pleased with how the game went. hopefully they will get a victory against Panama on Monday.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
Young Sheldon was funny last night.
B Positive was very funny last night.
The Unicorn was great last night.
Cari & Jemele Won't Stick to Sports was fucking great last night.
Total Bellas was good last night.
Miz & Mrs was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
my sister came down today because she had to go to a viewing. she brought with her the baseball cards she had bought me. i paid her $26 for the 5 boxes and i probably got close to $60 worth of cards out of the boxes. i'm pretty pleased with that. she also helped mom out today, which made me happy.
the shitty thing today was the internet was out here and that threw everything off schedule. i would have loved to have this done way earlier than now.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. Ohio State isn't playing because of the shit show that the coronavirus is doing to this country. i know i need to go find toilet paper sometime tomorrow. oh joy.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i need to get going and get some food ordered for dinner tonight.
by the way, i got the new AC/DC album, POWER UP. easily, their best album since 1990.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
no hay suficiente tiempo en el día
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:
Hot Chip w/Jarvis Cocker - Straight To The Morning
Dead Sara - Hands Up
Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Powderfinger
AC/DC - POWER UP
"Sooner or later everyone sits down to a banquet of consequences." - Robert Louis Stevenson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
about a week or so ago, i said something about wanting to eradicate the negativity in my life. well, yesterday, i believe i took two giant steps forward in that process. first up, this woman i had been talking to since August tried to rope me into this scam where i would set up a credit line for her to buy things on. excuse me. now, this was a woman i had thought i was really starting to connect with, but, she's like the rest of them. so, i blocked her. fast forward to last night. my former best friend, the most recent one, contacted me and started to vent about her job. i told her i understand, as a published poet, i've had plenty of shit said about me in social media circles. she took that as me making it about myself and just tore into me, like she normally does when a conversation isn't going the way she scripted it in her head. so, i've had more or less 15 years of this shit, so i told her to fuck off. i then blocked her on every social media platform i have. that felt fucking great to do. hard to believe at one point i wanted to marry that woman and build the rest of my life with her. now, i'm free to be whatever the fuck i want to be. and i honestly hope any success i have drives her fucking nuts. not less than ten minutes after that happened, this happened:
maybe the worm has turned my friends.
of course, earlier in the night, the New York Rangers pissed away another late lead and lost to Columbus in OT, 4-3.
they finally got the part they forgot for the front door on it this morning. honestly, the new doors are light years better than the ones that were here before. plus, mom got black storm doors for both doors. it really looks good.
the grocery store was a bit of a zoo today, but i didn't mind. now, standing in line at the UPS store before i went to the grocery store, that was a little pissy. mom had to return something, so the UPS driver was going to bring the label out and take the package. well, what happened was he came out, dropped the label off at the front door, never rang the doorbell and left. so, i went to the UPS store not far from where i do the grocery shopping. 10 minutes of standing in line, watching these old people not understand any of the fucking directions they were getting... the woman at the counter looked so relieved when she saw all she needed to do for me was scan it and give me a receipt with a tracking number. i had to get gas today and pick up two of my pills as well. all in all, thank god i went in the morning. i was back at the house before 2 in the afternoon.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
nothing on the DVR tonight. i might watch some college football or i might watch the DVD i got for Christmas.
team USA takes on Kazakhstan tonight at the World Juniors. i do plan on watching that.
i will probably be on here tomorrow in the morning. Dayton plays in the afternoon and the college football playoff semifinals are tomorrow as well.
i put my last load of clothes in the washer. i should be done with that before dinner tonight.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. it's the last weekend of 2018, might as well enjoy it.
Finalmente libre de la miseria de estar enamorado de una perra.
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:
Dead Sara - Something Good
Dusty Springfield - Spooky
Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue
The Band - It Makes No Difference
Motorhead - I Know How to Die
"I think I've never stopped feeling like a kid." - Stan Lee
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i was actually able to sleep in my own bed last night and not cough myself awake every couple minutes. i got close to 6 hours of sleep. i've only had a few coughing fits today, so i want to believe the worst is over. so that means i'm going to be busy as fuck this weekend catching up on everything; mostly poems and laundry.
the grocery store was really picked over by the time mom and i got there. hell, i had to go to the smaller grocery store in town to get my bread. and they are still moving shit all around at the main grocery store we go to. i had the whole fucking store memorized and now it's changed. i figure once i get that down, they'll change it again. the fuckers.
the New York Yankees lost last night to Boston, 5-4. they were down 4-0 and came back to tie the game. of course, Aaron Boone made the mistake of allowing Betances to go out for his second inning of work and he gave up the winning run. oh well. the Yankees did win the series against Boston and are still tied for first place in the division. they start a series at home tonight against Oakland.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
the season finale of The Big Bang Theory was excellent last night.
the season finale of Young Sheldon was very good last night.
Gotham was fucking amazing last night. the ending certainly set up what should be a very entertaining season finale next week.
the season finale of Atlanta was great last night.
here are your highlights from Game 7 last night between Nashville and Winnipeg:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW, Major League Wrestling, Real Time with Bill Maher, Wyatt Cenac's Problem Areas and Kevin Smith: Silent But Deadly.
i'll probably watch some of the NHL playoffs tonight. Game 1 between Tampa and Washington should be a good one.
the pollen count here lately has been off the fucking charts. that certainly isn't helping me fight this fucking cold. i think that's why it has taken me so long. at least that's the theory i'm going with.
my sister is coming down tomorrow to spend most of the weekend here for Mother's Day. i guess i should get the rest of what i'm giving mom ready.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i'll probably be on here early tomorrow. i will probably spend a good portion of tonight and early tomorrow sending out poems.
that's all for me kids.
deja que las bebidas fluyan como el río
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:
Dead Sara - Something Good
Halestorm - Freak Like Me
Thunderpussy - Speed Queen
Dorothy - Flawless
In This Moment - Whore
"Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings." - Salvador Dali
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i didn't sleep well at all last night. i think the best sleep i got was when i should have been getting ready to take mom to her appointment. she had to wake me up and i busted my ass to get us there on time. more or less, we were. she got the injections and we were out of there before 9:30 i believe. i'm really hoping this round of injections work better now that the hip has been replaced.
NXT was pretty good last night. i am certainly looking forward to the next Takeover. i remember War Games when i was young. that should be a spectacle.
Total Divas was pretty good last night as well. it should be interesting to see how this season goes.
You're the Worst was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Chris Gethard Show, Better Things, Gotham, Will & Grace, The Big Bang Theory, Young Sheldon, Life in Pieces and Fuck, That's Delicious Classics.
i didn't watch any of Game 7 of the World Series last night. i'm just glad it is over. now, the Yankees can get to hiring a new manager.
the New York Rangers play tonight in Tampa. the Rangers haven't won on the road yet this season. i highly doubt that changes tonight.
i think at some point tomorrow, probably after getting the grocery shopping done, i'll get together some poems for the next round of submissions. this should be a pretty big one. and i'd love to get that done before my interview comes up on the 13th.
that's all for me today kids.
todas las mujeres hermosas son espejismos de un alma rota
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 Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl
Dead Man Fall - Bang Your Drum
Dead Sara - Something Good
Grateful Dead - To Lay Me Down (Live)
"I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks." - Daniel Boone
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
it hit 80 degrees here today. all we were missing was the humidity and today could have easily been mid August. not that i'm complaining. the house is open, the ceiling fan is on and i'm enjoying a victory beer. life can't be bad all the time, at least that's what they tell me.
for National Poetry Month, i give you:
the New York Yankees finally got a hit with a runner in scoring position today. felt like it was the first time all season. they got some great pitching, a few big hits and avoided the sweep by defeating Seattle today 4-3. they are off tomorrow and start up a series against Oakland on Tuesday.
i really enjoyed ROH last night. hell, i enjoyed it so much i watched it again this afternoon.
i thought Saturday Night Live was pretty good last night. a few of the taped skits had me howling with laughter.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of Vinyl, the season finale of Girls, House of Lies and Last Week Tonight.
if you are a fan of laughing and sexual innuendo, i highly recommend you check out the latest podcast from Sam Roberts' Show.
i think i might have strained my Achilles today. not sure how the fuck i did it, but i was walking the kitchen and felt a good jolt of pain that nearly stopped me in my tracks. good times.
i believe my lazy ass needs to get some work done in the next week for National Poetry Month. i suppose i should actually do an audio recording and another YouTube video. so, if you happen to see either or both of those pop up in the next week, yours truly found some fucking inspiration.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully your Sunday is even better.
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 Naked and Famous - Young Blood
JJ Grey & Mofro - The Sun Is Shining Down
Dead Sara - Something Good
Ozzy Osbourne & Primus - N.I.B.
"Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to." - George Seaton
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i woke up this morning and it was still raining. everything outside looks like a wet dog. i'm really hoping the sun comes out at some point today. maybe just even to open the fucking windows for a bit.
i did write a poem this morning. i haven't typed it up as i'm hoping for more poems to come. nothing quite like having a line come to you when you're taking the morning shit. and when it involves jesus and boobs, you know you have something.
enjoy a musical interlude as i go get a glass of water:
the New York Yankees won last night, 7-2. Adam Warren pitched great, Brett Gardner went 4-5 but all the headlines are about A-Rod getting his 3,000th hit:
today is Old Timer's Day at Yankee Stadium. they will be honoring Willie Randolph with a plaque in Monument Park. today will be the classic nostalgia fuck i always enjoy.
i didn't get done what i wanted to last night. so, i'm hoping i can do that today. i also know i need to vacuum and probably help mom in the garage. and if it fucking rains all day long, maybe i'll sneak in a nap somewhere.
here's some funny shit from last night:
on television today i'll be flipping through some soccer as the Women's World Cup starts back up, the Copa America, some baseball, avoiding golf as much as possible and like i usually do, i'll find some music channel to just zone out to.
tonight on the DVR i will have Power and ROH.
i guess i missed one hell of a show last night from ROH. i'm sure i'll see some highlights from it popping up on tv or YouTube here soon.
since it's the weekend, enjoy another video:
i hope everyone has a great weekend. hopefully you have better weather than i do. go enjoy it. get drunk in the arms of a stranger and remember to only fuck the ones that cough.
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:
Bright Eyes - Lover I Don't Have to Love
Ryan Bingham - The Poet
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy
Dead Sara - Something Good
"I consider myself to be a crusader of love. I try to spread love around the world as best I can because I know I have a handle on love." - Brian Wilson
so i saw my father's obituary in the paper today. i was actually shocked that i was listed as his son. of course, i did get a chuckle with the errors in it. now i really believe that he told his new family what he wanted them to believe and we were left with the truth. i went online to see it and saw two pictures of him one of my aunt's posted. that's the first time i saw him since 1995. pretty much looked the same as i remembered him. i suppose i'm happy that he found a second wife and from everything i've heard, enjoyed his second life. but, i can truly say i'm much happier knowing that he is dead. seeing the obit today lifted a fucking cloud, that's for sure. the funeral is Tuesday at 10 am. i told my mother it was sort of fitting my father would be buried on Cinco de Mayo. kind of a tip of the hat to his former drunken self. that brought back the memory of him passed out on the bathroom floor at the house from getting way too drunk. i think i was like 5 at the time. can't imagine why i started drinking at 6.
i got an email from another one of my aunt's yesterday as well. not exactly defending my father, but sort of in a way. i was pretty proud of my response. i didn't use any dirty words once. lord knows, i wanted to. the link to this blog has been given to all of my dad's family by now. that also means they should all have my new address. so, there really isn't any excuse for ignoring me and my sister now.
my sister and i are going to the funeral. i think mom might go as the designated driver since there is going to be some drinking afterwards. probably in a bar. we are Irish after all.
yesterday was one of the craziest sports days i can ever remember. it started off for me with Manchester United pissing the living shit out of me once again. losing 1-0 to West Brom. how the fuck can you have nearly 80% of the possession for the entire game and never score? oh, that's right, RVP missed a penalty kick that he rarely ever misses. just another one of those days. that makes 3 of just another one of those days in a row. not good.
the New York Yankees won yesterday 4-2. they go for the sweep tonight up in Boston.
the New York Rangers got off to a great start yesterday:
and The King was being The King again:
which made all Rangers fans like this:
here's the highlights from the 4-2 win:
the horse i picked to win The Kentucky Derby finished 3rd. that's actually better than what i normally do.
Game 7 between the Spurs and Clippers was fucking awesome. any playoff game that comes down to a final shot goes well beyond any hype before the game. and Chris Paul did exactly what i've watched him do for years now:
even more amazing considered he strained his hamstring in the first half.
ROH was great yesterday. and Saturday Night Live was pretty damn good as well:
now, a music break:
i really haven't watched any television so far today (SHOCKER). i took mom to Menard's to pay a bill and 90 minutes later we leave with $100 worth of shit for the birds and the house. then, we had to go over to the farm and get the rest of the shit that needed to be put in the trash or taken to be shredded. now that that's finally over, time for some tv.
tonight will be a full night for me. on top of the Yankees game on ESPN, there's some playoff hockey going on. on Showtime, there's Nurse Jackie, Happyish, and one of my favorite shows ever comes back tonight, Penny Dreadful. over on HBO, it will be Veep, Silicon Valley, and Last Week Tonight. given the nice sunburn i got today, i think it's the perfect night to just lay in bed with the fan on and relax.
not really sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. Monday night is shaping up to be another classic clusterfuck for me. more on that tomorrow.
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:
Alabama Shakes - You Ain't Alone (Live)
Dead Sara - Something Good
Sturgill Simpson - Turtles All the Way Down
JJ Grey & Mofro - This River
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death
"A son can bear with equanimity the loss of his father, but the loss of his inheritance may drive him to despair." - Niccolo Machiavelli
welcome to the 7th day of National Poetry Month. today, i want to shine a little light on my good friend, Ben John Smith.
Ben is the brains behind Horror Sleaze Trash. he is also a damn fine poet. you can check out some of his poetry here and here and here, plus, the crazy fucker certainly knows how to do a YouTube video:
do yourself a favor and get your hands on anything Ben has done and enjoy the fuck out of it.
the New York Rangers beat Columbus in OT last night, 4-3. it was a pretty good game, even though i had to watch with Columbus' shitty announcers. with the win, the Rangers are now one more win away from winning the President's Trophy. that could come tonight when they play at the Devils. hopefully it does. here are some highlights from last night:
The Voice was pretty good last night. one performance completely blew me away:
hopefully there will be more good ones tonight.
my dream woman was playing charades last night on The Tonight Show:
The Voice will be on the DVR tonight as i watch the hockey game. hopefully i start to feel a little better as this rain is quickly putting me in the dumps.
my mother thinks she may have broken a rib when she fell yesterday. needless to say, i'm not thrilled with this news.
that's all for me today. hope everyone is dry somewhere.
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:
Dead Sara - Something Good
Hayes Carll - I Don't Wanna Grow Up
Title Fight - Chlorine
Grace Potter and the Nocturnals - Things I Never Needed
Inventions - Springworlds
"What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out." - William Wordsworth
