everyone is trying my patience...

 so, i tried to get the grocery shopping done early today as i wanted to see the baseball hall of fame ceremonies. as you can imagine, that meant everything that could possibly go sideways today would. especially today at Kroger. only 4 checkout lanes open and i was lucky enough to get a trainee cashier. oh fuck me. i had to put my credit card in 3 different times. good times. thankfully, i did get back home in time to see Derek Jeter's speech. as usual, the Captain didn't disappoint.

the Yankees lost last night to Toronto again, 5-1. more importantly, Gerrit Cole left his start early with a hamstring injury. if he misses any time, they are truly fucked. i hope they win tonight, but the worm has to turn for that to happen.

NXT was really good last night.

Deadliest Catch was a little crazy last night. two episodes remain for this season.

the season finale of 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 American Horror Story: Double Feature.

the USMNT plays tonight in Honduras. they really need a victory tonight. i'll be shocked if they actually get it.

happy birthday to my sister. she'll be down here this weekend.

happy birthday to my friend in Colorado. i hope you have a wonderful day.

the dumb fucks around here put their trash out last night. they seem to have forgotten Labor Day was on Monday and trash won't be picked up until tomorrow. and today was windy. so there is fucking trash all over here. just lovely.

i have to pick ours up now and put it out.

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

until then...

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.

Me imagino que estaré completamente loco a finales de mes.

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:

Early James - Tumbleweed

Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Last of My Kind (Live)

Radiohead - If You Say the Word

Steve Earle - Colorado Girl

The Black Crowes - Sister Luck (Live)

"I try to hop into a new personality as often as I can." - Peter Sellers

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

welcome to the weekend...

 so, mom decided she wanted to have a cheat meal on her low sodium diet last night. so, i ordered some pizza and wings from Pizza Hut last night. i get the feeling we're both going to be paying for that the rest of the weekend.

the Yankees lost last night to the Red Sox, 5-3. i'm pretty fucking annoyed that they haven't beat Boston yet this season. hopefully, tonight will be different.

Smackdown and 205 Live were both pretty good last night.

the season finale of Pause with Sam Jay was excellent last night.

The Shop was really good last night.

Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious last night.

Betty was great last night.

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:

here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW and ROH.

the Euro 2020 games start back up today. at noon, Wales plays Denmark. at 3 this afternoon, Italy plays Austria.

i'm sure i will watch some of the NBA playoffs tonight as well.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday.

i should be on here tomorrow morning.

until then kids...

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.

y los viejos recuerdos vuelven como una inundación

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:

Sleater-Kinney - Worry With You

Fall Out Boy - Sugar, We're Goin Down

Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers - Swingin'

Van Morrison - Into The Mystic

"I love it when people doubt me. It makes me work harder to prove them wrong." - Derek Jeter

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

well, that sucked...

i remember having a surprise party for my 16th birthday. most birthdays after that have been downhill since. last night was no different. my mother wanted to make me something special for dinner. of course, when it didn't come out how she wanted it to (it was fine by the way), she got depressed and lamented her cooking skills leaving her with age. and no matter how many times i told her it was fine, she kept apologizing.

the New York Rangers lost last night to the Islanders, 4-2. Artemi Panarin didn't play last night due to an upper body injury. it certainly showed in the game how much the Rangers rely on him for everything. they are off now for the All-Star break.

WWE Backstage was really good last night.

i got a call this morning that my glasses are ready. so i guess i will add that to my to do list for today. joy.

i'd love to know who is the one asshole that didn't vote for Derek Jeter to be in the hall of fame. Larry Walker made it yesterday as well.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT and AEW.

Manchester United plays later today against Burnley. this is a MUST win game.

the #7 Dayton Flyers play at home tonight against St. Bonaventure. i'm really hoping Dayton wins tonight.

amazingly, they picked up the trash and recyclables pretty early this morning.

i should have some poems published later today, hopefully before i leave for the basketball game. so, look for a second blog at some point today or tonight.

that's all for now kids... until tomorrow...

mi muerte será celebrada por mí más

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 - The Well
Pearl Jam - Dance Of The Clairvoyants
Yola - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Staind - It's Been Awhile

"If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad." - Lord Byron

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

happy birthday to me

i turned 44 today. as usual, i have spent today in pain and working on getting some poems out. i've got my third load of laundry in the washer and i have trash to pick up. joy.

no big plans this evening that i'm aware of. i'll probably be watching the Rangers vs. Islanders game tonight, hoping the Rangers win so i can have a drink on my birthday. hell, maybe even a shot.

i sent out 11 poems this morning; 3 each to Mad Swirl and Yellow Mama; 5 to Misfit Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

Monday Night Raw had some good moments last night and plenty of moments where i switched the channel.

The New Pope was very good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be WWE Backstage.

other than the hockey game, i'll probably watch some college basketball tonight as well.

i'm really hoping Derek Jeter will be elected to the baseball hall of fame later today with 100% of the vote.

i still have the trash to pick up here and next door, so that's pretty much it for me kids.

in the music section today, i have my 5 favorite songs of all-time.

i will be on here in the morning tomorrow as my Wednesday is going to be a busy one.

until then kids...

thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes, i do appreciate them.

Han pasado más de 20 años desde que tuve una mujer en mi cumpleaños

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:

Otis Redding - A Change Is Gonna Come
John Prine w/Iris DeMent - In Spite of Ourselves (Live)
The Band - It Makes No Difference
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland
Tom Waits - Come On Up To The House

"I'm not against half naked girls, not as often as I'd like to be." - Benny Hill

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

one of those days where that wild hair gets up your...

sometimes i feel like i get complacent with my writing. now, it could be the truth or it could just be me not willing to accept rejection. who knows. but, that wild hair got up my ass today and i started to hunt for some places i had never sent to before. i found a couple that i felt like i had a decent shot at getting into and one had a deadline of today. that meant i had to get my ass in gear. it's amazing how quick i can get shit done when the adrenaline kicks in. i sent out 11 poems today; 5 to Profane and 6 to The Hungry Chimera. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

the New York Yankees offense came alive yesterday. of course, that meant the pitching went to shit. the Yankees won the first game of the doubleheader yesterday 11-6. they lost the nightcap 10-7. at least the win came before the Derek Jeter ceremony. that was excellent as usual.

the two episodes of Guerrilla last night were great. the only thing i didn't like about the series is it was only 6 episodes.

Veep was fucking hilarious last night.

Silicon Valley was very good last night.

Last Week Tonight was great as usual.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Voice and Gotham. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i might watch some of Game 7 between the Celtics and Wizards tonight. my NBA rules still apply though. i'll only watch the last 5 minutes of any NBA game because that is the only time the game is good.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i do a little shopping at Menards. we are getting low on birdseed and mom wants me to get some new solar lights.

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:

Mazzy Star - Fade Into You
Candlebox - Cover Me
Nine Inch Nails - Something I Can Never Have

"Man's idea of God, and a God's collusion, is an essential part of the equation to wage war." - Ralph Steadman

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

the mother of all days...

first off, Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there.

i believe mom liked everything she got today. plus, she wanted Chinese food for some damn reason. my sister went and got that for her.

from what i got to see last night, Saturday Night Live was pretty fucking funny. sadly, my local NBC station doesn't know what the fuck it is doing on Saturday night. they will just run local commercials sometimes rather than the show. as a guy who loves comedy, that's a good way to piss me off.

ROH was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Silicon Valley, Veep, Last Week Tonight and two episodes of Guerrilla.

i got some great FREE music on NoiseTrade this morning. i'll post the links below in the music section and i HIGHLY urge you to check it out.

the New York Yankees are playing a doubleheader today against Houston, weather permitting. the second game tonight is when they will be retiring Derek Jeter's number 2.

Kevin Hayes and Brady Skjei, from the New York Rangers,  got added to team USA over at the 2017 Ice Hockey World Championship in Europe. so, i guess i will be paying attention to that now.

i did see Ottawa beat Pittsburgh in OT last night. i just happened to flip over and 20 seconds later Bobby Ryan scored in OT.

i wasn't looking forward to the Manchester United game today against Tottenham. it was the last game to be played at White Hart Lane, so i figured the Spurs would be gunning for a victory. United has nothing to play for but pride really, as they have no chance to finish in the top 4 now. they have to win the Europa League or this season will be a complete fucking failure. United lost 2-1 today. they showed no desire to play until the last 25 minutes or so. i guess if i want to be an asshole, Wayne Rooney did score the last ever goal at White Hart Lane. so there's that...

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully your Sunday will be 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 Monday Movement - Live at The War Room
The Monday Movement - Through the Fire/Through the Night

"Real beauty knocks you a little bit off kilter." - David Byrne

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

RE2PECT

it takes a night like last night to remind me why i loved baseball as a child and why i love being a fan of the New York Yankees even more. there is no soul on earth who could have scripted last night and not be laughed at in every inner circle jerk in Hollywood. Derek Jeter's final home game will be remembered by every Yankee fan for the rest of their lives. the big hit in the first inning. the constant chants. the horrific blown save that set up one of the most dramatic moments in a meaningless game in baseball history. and yes, i was in tears by the end of it.

easily, the best win of the season. they play again tonight in Boston. i couldn't give a shit if Jeter plays or if they win. last night will be what everyone remembers.

needless to say, since god is obviously a Yankees fan

(photo courtesy of Judy G. on Google+) 

and there was no rain after every forecast on earth said there would be, i didn't watch any other sports last night. i was a little surprised with the blowout in the NFL. i didn't see that coming at all. thankfully, neither of my opponents this week had any New York Giants on their fantasy teams.

today has been a pretty long day for me. got my blood drawn at the doctor's office. i'll find out early next week if anything is going on with it. i also got a flu shot. i figured since i'm going to be around more people with having the hockey season tickets, i better be the responsible adult for once in my life. after all that, nothing quite like eating cheeseburgers before noon since you haven't eaten anything in over 12 hours. mom had another doctor's appointment to go to, so guess where i ended up going. at least the chairs in the waiting room were somewhat comfortable.

when we got home, the cats were giving me that WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN look. i laughed and took my time getting their food and water ready. after feeding them, i got some money together and went to the bank to make a deposit. always fun trying to get there while trying to avoid school bus routes. the lady that took my deposit did make me laugh. she wanted to let me know that i have qualified for a new Chase credit card. i bet i have. i haven't had a paying job in 12 years. sure, why wouldn't i get another credit card.

tonight will be a little baseball and then The Knick on Cinemax. i finally fucking remembered it. hopefully it is a great episode.

i'll most likely be on here tomorrow after the Manchester United game. i would say earlier but tomorrow is derby day in the Premier League and my ass will be glued to the television. of course, if i do what i did today and get up way before the sun does... fuck it, i'll be on here sometime tomorrow. not like anyone is waiting with baited breath...

a thank you to the nurse who took my blood today. it was obvious you were flirting with me, asking about my hair color. i figured i did good when i told her she didn't need any for hers when she complained about her grays coming in. i'm curious to see where the sex dream goes tonight. she did tie me off and put a needle in me, so i'm guessing there is going to be some pain involved.

that's all for me today. hope everyone has a great weekend. thanks for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time. 

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up

John Prine - It's a Big Old Goofy World

Deep Purple - Perfect Strangers

Volbeat - A Warrior's Call

Geto Boys - My Mind Playin Tricks on Me

"Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity." - T.S. Eliot

elimination and nostalgia

i was driving home from the bar yesterday when the Yankees were finally eliminated from having any chance to make the playoffs this season. sadly, i was not surprised but i was happy in some sick sense. perhaps now the team will make some changes; philosophy, players, management, SOMETHING... i can only imagine what would happen if The Boss was still running the show. now, the last 4 games of this season will be about Derek Jeter, not that the previous 158 weren't all about him. if they actually get the game in tonight, it will be somewhat surreal to know that this is the final home game of his career. a big thank you to the Captain for a great 20 years. there will be plenty of moments to remember for the rest of my life.

i had a good time yesterday at the sports bar catching up with Paul, my best friend from high school. it definitely brought back the memories. he's coming over to the farm this weekend for the Ohio State game.

the Yankees lost 9-5 yesterday by the way. Jeter went 0-4. i have to think he's not going to do that again tonight. of course, it would be the 2014 Yankees if he did.

Big Brother went as i expected last night. the look of shock on the faces when they found out Derrick is a cop was priceless. i enjoyed it even more when Frankie didn't win America's Favorite Player. the look on that asshole's face will have me laughing for months. i wonder how long until Cody realizes he made a $450,000 mistake by not blindsiding Derrick in the end. i saw that the show got renewed for another 2 seasons. guess i'll be enjoying this guilty pleasure when i'm 40.

The Bridge was great last night. i absolutely can't wait for the season finale next week for two reasons. one, it looks like it is going to be an edge of your seat season finale. and two, it means American Horror Story is one week away.

i'll be making a trip to the grocery store this afternoon to hopefully pick up my pills and get some supplies for this weekend (beer, chips, etc.). plus, i do believe we need some shit for the animals out here. thankfully, i think Tractor Supply is having a sale.

tonight starts the NFL week with a game i couldn't give two shits about. i probably won't watch much of it as there are some good college games on as well. this is assuming that the Yankees game is going to be in a rain delay for god knows how long.

i saw on tv this morning that it is National One Hit Wonder Day. that certainly brought back nearly all the music i listened to in the 80's to mind. let alone the drivel in the 90's that falls under that. here is probably my favorite one hit wonder of all time:

that's pretty much it for me today. i'll be on here tomorrow after a trip to the doctor's and getting my blood drawn. that's always fun.

thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Nikki Lane - Right Time
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Grouplove - Let Me In

"Give me golf clubs, fresh air and a beautiful partner, and you can keep the clubs and the fresh air." - Jack Benny

heavy on nostalgia

today is one of those days that you suddenly realize just how fucking old you are. and it's not that you had to vacuum the steps while your back was killing you. it's the fact that today starts the final home stand of Derek Jeter's career. and when you sit back and realize you've watched all 20 of his seasons, the joints start to ache and all you want to do is sit back in the chair and relive some championships.

the Yankees did win last night, 3-2. that was a nice victory beer, as they at least won the last game Jeter will play in that dump in Tampa. i saw this ad today and i have to admit, i did get tears. this will be tougher than i thought watching The Captain leave...

Big Brother was pretty good last night. i'm pretty sure that Caleb didn't see his eviction coming at all. it's pretty safe to say that the guys will be in the final 2 as Victoria hasn't won shit all summer.

The Bridge was excellent last night. the ending had me on the edge of my seat. i can't wait until next week.

tonight i'll be flipping between some baseball and football, both pro and college. at 10 i'll flip over to FX and watch the season finales of Married and You're the Worst.

on top of doing the stairs today, i also had dishes and toilets on the list. let's just say my back needs some ice.

i feel like i may have some words to get down on the page later tonight. i know when i start talking to myself and coming up with lines out of nowhere, something is coming.

i got 2 GREAT albums on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i highly recommend both of these. links will be in the music section.

the weather has been damn near perfect today. low 70's and hardly any humidity. i'd take it like this every damn day if i could.

that's all for me today. thanks for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Brian Keith Wallen - Mission
The Hush Now - Trapeze Falls Without Regret

"Life would be so wonderful if we only knew what to do with it." - Greta Garbo

one yawn after another

this has been a day where i should be napping. yet, here i am typing. i should be stretching my back out, yet here i am typing, with the windows open and me yawning. i won't be silly enough to promise that what you read past this point won't just be a pile of shit. nicely manicured, but still shit.

the American League won the all star game last night, 5-3. Jeter went 2 for 2. i thought the ovations he got last night were pretty classy. i thought it was a rather fitting nod by MLB to give the MVP to Mike Trout. the obvious passing of the torch.

Deadliest Catch was pretty interesting last night. it was the Super Bowl episode. and since most of those guys live up there, they are huge Seahawks fans. 

Tyrant was really good as well last night. i like how they are slowly revealing the backstory of the main characters. that should really provide some drama as the series goes on.

tonight will be Big Brother, Wilfred, and The Bridge. i'm looking forward to all 3.

if i truly get bored i might turn on ESPN, but the chances are extremely slim.

mom and i went to a different store yesterday than usual. we had to get some filters for down in the cellar. ah, farm life. not many people were in the place. but, i think i might have a poem or two, mostly at how damn expensive baseball cards are now. $3 for a pack. fuck me. i can remember getting a whole box (36 packs) for under $10. fuck, i feel old.

while in the store my left leg and back started to hurt. there really isn't a way to stretch out a leg or back and not look like a silly motherfucker while doing it. i did my best to play it off, but i got a few looks. thankfully there were no mothers clutching their children a little closer. i don't mind being labeled a pervert by a stranger, but a pedophile is way too far. as a victim of abuse, that is one damn line i'll never fucking cross. you might imagine where the poems are going to go now.

i think summer is supposed to reappear tomorrow. so, these windows will be closing here soon. get the air back on before i forget and the house gets up to 80 or so.

that's all for me today. i'm off to go read all the Manchester United rumors. nothing like a good laugh before dinner.

be well. be creative. be a better listener. be willing to use your tongue more.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Nine Inch Nails - Hesitation Marks (Deluxe Edition)

Massive Attack - Mezzanine

M83 - Hurry Up, We're Dreaming

"Aren't we all striving to be overpaid for what we do?" - Will Ferrell

running on fumes

so, my bright ass got on iTunes last night because i have avoided it for a week or so. next thing i know, it's 4 AM and i really need to sleep. but, i wasn't tired. so i was up at 6 and then again at 7:30. it was at that point that i said fuck it, and just decided i'm up for the day. needless to say, i will crash like a motherfucker after the USA vs. Germany game today.

while i wish FIFA would have banned that dirty fuck Suarez for life, 9 international matches and 4 months is better than i thought they would do.

since we're on the topic, here's your World Cup recap... Argentina beat Nigeria 3-2 in a very entertaining game. Bosnia-Herzegovina defeated Iran 3-1. Switzerland beat Honduras 3-0 and France and Ecuador played to a 0-0 draw, even though that game should have had many goals in it. that sets up Argentina vs. Switzerland and France vs. Nigeria in the knockout round.

today, Group G is really all that matters. Portugal plays Ghana. USA vs. Germany i hope will be a really good game, as i believe both teams won't be playing for a draw. in other action, Belgium plays South Korea and Algeria plays Russia. today will be the last day of group play. hopefully, i'll find a knockout round bracket that i can fit on here for tomorrow.

the Yankees actually won last night, 5-3. that victory beer was a little unexpected. they have today off, thankfully. today happens to be Derek Jeter's 40th birthday. that makes me feel really old. they play tomorrow night against the Red Sox.

i did watch Big Brother last night. of the first 8 house guests, i can easily see me hating all of these people by the end of the summer. the other 8 get revealed tonight. i don't mind the "new" twists so far. i'm sure that will change as the producers usually find a way to fuck something up.

Wilfred was great last night. i wish i still smoked pot, i would have enjoyed it more.

and i saw the commercial that The Bridge is coming back to FX on July 9th. i can't wait. of course, it will be on that the same time as Wilfred on FXX, so i will have to figure that out somehow.

now i have a decision to make... do i go into town and get the mail and feed the cats before or after the game?

after a trip to the store this evening, i believe i will be watching the NBA Draft, at least parts of it i guess.

that's all for me. i better get off of here before i pass out or start typing bizarre bullshit.

hope this finds everyone well. if you're an American and not skipping work to watch the game today, FUCK YOU. the best thing is i will be drinking as long as one of the teams win. i do hope is the USA loses they will still qualify for the knockout round. it certainly would be less entertaining for me if they don't.

be well. be creative. be drunk. and don't give a shit that it's a Thursday.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
Kitten - Why I Wait
X Ambassadors & Jamie N. Commons w/Jay Z - Jungle (Remix)
Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs
Brandi Carlile - Creep (Live)

"Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought." - Matsuo Basho

my body feels like it is 80 years old

when i woke up this morning, 3 1/2 hours after i fell asleep, my whole damn body ached. every portion that has any scar tissue on it was aching like i was an addict in need of a fix. and it has been like that all damn day long. it's a struggle to hold my head up to see what the fuck i am typing on the screen. good times.

men's hockey has started in the Winter Olympics so now i am interested. i watched Sweden beat the Czech Republic 4-2 earlier today. always good to see my favorite goalie get a win. i believe team USA plays tomorrow morning.

Manchester United played Arsenal to a 0-0 game. i wish United would have played this kind of defense all of this season. of course, 26th game of the Premier League season, 26th different lineup Moyes has started. there's part of the damn problem.

Dayton plays Rhode Island here in a few in a MUST win type of game. of course, they haven't beat Rhode Island since 2008. that streak has to end tonight if they want to have any chance to play in the postseason.

i did manage to send out the 15 poems this morning. i figured i would do my best to block out the pain to get it done. i want to thank Michele McDannold for the invitation to this project and for allowing me to send the poems as attachments. sorry it took 6 or so emails. i'm a piss poor organizer of this shit. when i hear back on the poems i will pass along the news here on the blog.

so i saw today that Derek Jeter will be retiring after this upcoming season. great, another year of waterworks. maybe they can make the playoffs for The Captain this season, since they couldn't do it for the greatest closer of all time this past season.

do check out episode #90 of the Sam Roberts Show Online. you can find it on iTunes, Stitcher, notsam.com as well as the right hand side of this blog. also, check out the new store at the website.

sorry for being so short today. the pain pills aren't working as well and mother nature has a foot up my ass. hope you enjoy that visual.

until tomorrow...

music:

Charlie Parker - Jazz 'Round Midnight

"Never wound a snake; kill it." - Harriet Tubman

i wept like a baby

i had an uneventful drive to the airport yesterday to pick up my mother and sister, until the airport cop decided he wanted to play tough guy and literally tell me where to park, not really giving a shit i would be cutting off a car to do so. so, just to show what an asshole he was being, i did like he said. the woman i was now blocking in wasn't happy. she looked at me and i pointed to the dickhead and gave her the look of, there's where your anger needs to be. the police in general have always pissed me off.

i tuned into the Yankees game just in time last night to see everything regarding Mo. it was his final game at Yankee Stadium. he entered the game in the 8th to get the final 2 outs, which he did. he got the first 2 outs of the 9th (which lowered his career ERA to the lowest ever for a pitcher with over 1,200 innings pitched). then Andy and Derek came out to take him out of the game. i was doing fine until i watched Mo start to cry while hugging Andy. then i lost it. all the emotions of the last 17 years or so; the championships, the unbelievable moments, the crushing defeats, the parades... just reflecting on watching the greatest closer to ever live and how remarkable his entire career has been. of course, the Yankees lost again last night. not sure what next season holds for the team, but i do know without Mo it will never be the same.

i did watch The Big Bang Theory last night. very funny. one of my guilty pleasures i suppose. i really love how quick the writing is on the show. as a writer, it's that kind of stuff that hooks me.

the rest of the night was spent watching the NFL. at least the defense i started showed up last night. unlike all the other games this season. that gave me a nice start in my NFL.com fantasy league.

i have no clue what i'll be watching tonight. i might just hand the remote over to my mother and go write the night away. or, it could be an evening where i flip between the Smithsonian Channel and Food Network. i always tend to try to learn shit when i'm bored. i never stop trying to learn everything i can about everything there is. not sure my family enjoys it when they end up getting stuck watching some documentary on a topic they couldn't give 2 shits about. i almost care.

big sports weekend and Sunday night shows coming up. should be interesting to see how i map out the 5 shows i want to watch on Sunday night that all air at the same time on 2 different networks. thank god for the west coast feeds.

i caught bits and pieces of the New York Rangers last night. i think they play again tonight though i imagine it's probably going to be blacked out for me. i could tell one thing hasn't changed even with a new coach. they struggle to fucking score goals beyond belief. 41 shots and 0 goals. and people wonder why i get so fucking frustrated at times. my fantasy hockey draft is this weekend as well.

i will most likely be back on this blog sometime between the end of the Manchester United game and before Ohio State plays tomorrow night.

peace and chicken grease.

music:

The Killers - Hot Fuss
Morphine - Like Swimming
Ani DiFranco - Living In Clip

"The best way to predict the future is to create it." - Peter Drucker

i am spent

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just got done watching the Manchester United goalless draw against Chelsea. United was the better team, as the special one decided to play without a striker to give the false belief of how badly they need Wayne Rooney. and speaking of Wazza, he played awesome today.if the ref would have been smart enough to make the right call on the obvious handball by Chelsea in the box, i have no doubt that United would have won the game. but, 1 point is better than none. next up is Liverpool on Sunday.

the Yankees won a game they had to yesterday, in extra innings, 3-2. much better than getting swept. up to Toronto tonight for hopefully another sweep of the Blue Jays. Derek Jeter makes yet another return to the lineup tonight. god willing, he won't get injured again this season.

i did watch most of the VMA's last night. i felt good that i knew basically 90% of the people there, at least the names. as for the performances, none of them were really my cup of tea. i did enjoy most of them though for what they were; mindless music with hey, look at me, performances. i was very happy for Macklemore and Ryan Lewis. i absolutely love that album.

The Newsroom was excellent once again. can't wait to see what happens in 2 weeks. Ray Donovan was too short but the killing at the end was a twist i didn't see coming until it happened. should be an interesting road for the show now. Total Divas made me laugh for all the wrong reasons. i suppose i really know too much of the inside shit of the world of pro wrestling to be able to take this show for what it is.

i love the dumb asses that only watch the CBS portion of Big Brother and think they are going to see someone big leave the house on Thursday. such fools.

i'm looking forward to Monday Night Raw this evening. i figure i'll flip between that and the Yankees game for most of the evening.

a big thank you to Janne Karlsson for the cartoons this morning. i will probably post another one this Friday.

the humidity is making another comeback. incredibly shitty sleeping weather. so, i figure until the storm comes through, i'll be dealing with insomnia. lovely.

that's all for today.

music:

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - The Heist
TV on the Radio - Nine Types of Light

"The artist who aims at perfection in everything achieves it in nothing." - Eugene Delacroix

at least there was some cloud cover

got the grass mowed today in a little under 3 and 1/2 hours. thankfully the temps were in the 70's and there were some clouds. of course, i did get a little sun. i'm sure i will be paying for that later tonight and tomorrow. i wonder why i bother when SPF 100 doesn't do much better than the other shit.

so while i was mowing there was some Yankees news. A-Rod suspended and appealing, Jeter back to the disabled list, all coming off yet another fucking series loss. do you get the sense i'm tired of all of this... i doubt i will watch much of the circus this evening.

the kid i grew up next to will be the home plate umpire in the intermediate world series on ESPN2 @ 7pm. i'll check that out just so i can feel older than shit.

the shows last night were pretty good. Big Brother was what it was, creatively edited bullshit from CBS. The Newsroom was great. the acting and the writing was superb. Ray Donovan was excellent. as someone who has had a few "bad trips" in his life, boy that episode brought back some memories. as for Total Divas, last night's episode showed me that the WWE certainly isn't what it was 10 years ago. if the lies last night would have taken place in the past, they would have been fired on the spot. not sure what system i like better.

tonight, a little Monday Night Raw will be in order. after that, hopefully i will get some sleep. i was up until 3 this morning trying to get shit done on the internet. a big thank you to Frontier Communications for once again being a big piece of shit. i just love it when the signal is slower than dial-up.

if i feel up to it, sometime this week i will bust out the camera again and take some pictures. just don't hold your breath.

tomorrow, between laundry and podcast listening, i will go through some poems and figure out where the next 10 or so are going.

hope this finds everyone still willing to give a shit about something.

music:

Black Sabbath - 13 (Best Buy Deluxe Edition)

"I believe that every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don't intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises." - Neil Armstrong

the sweet smell of victory

so i slept in this morning and awoke to computer problems. thankfully, i know just enough that i can troubleshoot the little shit. and if that doesn't work, reboot. thankfully, that did work.

i've been really pleased so far with the response to the poems i've had published the last 2 days. a really nice shot of confidence.

after getting the animals fed and the trash down to the road, i settled in for the Yankees game. Jeter comes off the disabled list and hits the first pitch he sees into the stands. the man is a walking movie. Hughes was pitching, so i knew no lead was safe. he coughed up a 3-0 lead and a 5-4 lead. it was really nice to see Soriano have a great game, as well as Ichiro, and the Yankees win in a walk off. or as one reporter put it, a Jeter home run, Soriano game winning single and a win for Mo, say hello to your 2003 Yankees.

watched a little bit of the Brickyard 400 today. all 5 of my drivers on my fantasy team finished in the top 9. that will work.

that went right into team USA winning the Gold Cup 1-0 over Panama. i am so happy for them. they absolutely deserved this trophy. hopefully this gives them the momentum on the way to Brazil for the World Cup.

last night was a night of watching fights on tv. i caught the last hour of the UFC on Fox. and then a tremendous night of Boxing on Showtime. if you can catch a replay of that, i highly recommend it. and then another great episode of ROH. anytime i can see a show with a steel cage, chairs, tables, a fireball to the face, lighter fluid, and a few package pile drivers with Kevin Steen winning, i'm a happy boy.

tonight i'll bounce between Big Brother, The Newsroom, Ray Donovan and i'll humor myself with watching Total Divas. i'm tuning in for the behind the scenes shit from the WWE, i swear.

i really hope all those shows are great tonight. this has been a pretty damn good Sunday. a little unseasonably cool, but i really don't mind that.

here's hoping all is good in your neck of the woods.

music:

Joe Bonamassa - LIVE from nowhere in particular

"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other." - Abraham Lincoln

another wasted Saturday

this morning started off with some rain. and then that rain decided not to stop. after about 8 hours or so, it finally ended. i'm pretty sure we got well over an inch. no flash flooding that i could see and the crops seem to be handling it pretty damn well. the sun came out and it actually turned into a pretty decent day. i was able to open up the house again and let the breeze in.

after CC shit the bed again last night in the Yankees 10-6 loss, i was really hoping today was going to be better for them. i turned on the game and soon realized it was blacked out for me. so i followed the game a little bit online but mostly just decided to check in from time to time. yet another game where the offense decided it was better to just bake in the sun than do anything productive. 2 damn hits and yet another shutout loss where the pitcher has pitched less than 97 pitches to get the complete game. it's happened 4 times this season, 3 to the Yankees. fucking ridiculous. i'll watch tomorrow for a little bit, mostly because Jeter is supposed to be back and they are honoring Matsui as well. but once the soccer match starts, goodbye...

i did find out this morning that team USA's coach will be banned from the sidelines for the Gold Cup Final tomorrow against Panama. hopefully it won't matter. i am looking forward to them hopefully getting to raise that trophy once again.

honestly, i haven't done jack shit today. the internet has been surprisingly good so i have been trying to catch up on some YouTube viewing from the last week or so.

other than cleaning some toilets tonight and watching some ROH late tonight, i have no clue what i'm doing this evening. i may try to sit down and write a few poems. i've got a few lines swimming in my head that i need to put somewhere.

hope this finds everyone well, drunk, creative, insane, rich or enjoying a final breath.

music:

Ryan Bingham - Mescalito
Jamey Johnson - Living For A Song: A Tribute To Hank Cochran
Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A.

"It is one of my sources of happiness never to desire a knowledge of other people's business." - Dolley Madison

the end of this heat, please...

looks like this unending streak of days over 90 degrees may finally be coming to an end. and hopefully we get some rain to end it. the crops are starting to look a little thirsty.

i sent out 11 poems today, 5 to Nerve Cowboy and 6 to The Fox Chase Review. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.

the Yankees start back up tonight up in Boston. they placed Derek Jeter back on the disabled list earlier today. i can't remember a season with so many damn injuries. of course, when the majority of the team is around my age, it's understandable. not exactly sure how much of the game i will watch tonight.

i did catch the episode of The Bridge i missed. holy shit, what a great show.

thankfully, on Big Brother, the new HOH is a breath of fresh air. maybe a girl will finally go home this coming week.

Wilfred made me laugh a good number of times last night. deep, belly laughs. that show has nearly crying with laughter every week. i can't recommend it enough.

i'm hoping to get to bed early tonight as Manchester United is playing at like 5 in the morning or so. and i of course will be up to watch it. hopefully they play better than they did last week.

that's pretty much it. i have some floors that i need to sweep and a newspaper to read.

great, some thunder in the air and the internet is fucking up again.

music today:

Nine Inch Nails - With_Teeth
Father John Misty - Fear Fun
Tesla - Time Makin' Changes: The Best of Tesla

"The best luck of all is the luck you make for yourself." - Douglas MacArthur

the more things change...

i've had an interesting few days with Frontier Communications. they admitted that the farm is technically 0.02 miles outside of the high speed internet coverage area yet couldn't answer why the fuck did they sell us the service to begin with. and then they made the mistake of telling my mother that the service has been upgraded and nothing else is planned. well, i imagine after a few emails and angry phone calls from a woman that would love to work from her home instead of going into the hospital for everything, some shit may change here soon. shockingly, the service has been good so far this morning. amazing how the squeaky wheel always gets some grease.

it was good to see Derek Jeter back yesterday for the Yankees. he did a little of everything while at the DH spot in the lineup. they won 8-4 to split the series. and it wouldn't be this year's Yankees if the captain didn't have to leave the game late with quad tightness. give me a fucking break already. he has a MRI later today i guess. i have no clue if he'll play tonight against the Twins.

Wilfred made me laugh as always last night. i always wonder the amount of pot smoked when writing that show.

i did watch Big Brother last night. was expecting the one guy flipping, but not the second. the real fun came after Helen won the HOH and the mean side of the house decided to strike first before they get put on the block. and it's always funny to watch a racist who doesn't understand that she is racist. it was very close to a mini race riot last night on Big Brother After Dark. i would love to see how CBS would have shit their pants if that would have happened.

i did sneak in a little of the Gold Cup last night while managing my frustration of not being able to check my email. looking forward to watching team USA tomorrow.

and it looks like i'll be getting up earlier than i thought as Manchester United will be playing in Asia in the morning. i saw where they had to send Wayne Rooney home with an injured hamstring. if it's not one thing it's the other. fucking incredible. i'm still hopeful they sign someone useful here soon but i'm growing increasingly doubtful it's going to happen.

i will be mowing some grass here in a few hours. thought i'd take advantage of a rare dry day that's only going to get into the low 80's with comfortable humidity in July. it's mostly weeds except for a few spots.

and thankfully i was finally able to shit this morning. i went 42 hours without one. i will say this about Imodium... it really fucking works with me. almost too good.

didn't write anything last night but i am planning on it over the weekend. and i'm hoping to hear back from a few places as well. got a few print submissions i know i need to make here soon.

that's pretty much it. hope everyone has a great weekend.

music today:

Guided By Voices - Class Clown Spots A UFO
Radiohead - Live at Tramps June 1, 1995
Florence & The Machine - Addicted to Love (MP3 Single)
The Crystal Method - Busy Child (MP3 Single)

"The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it." - Henry David Thoreau

why am i up before noon

i managed to post my ramblings yesterday in this blog right before a huge storm rolled through. we didn't get too much damage, just minor shit really. but, a few miles north and they had hurricane force winds and the next town over is still without power this morning. i'm constantly amazed at how lucky we get out here.

the Yankees offense woke up last night, finally. 3 run homer from Cano and a grand slam from Overbay in a 8-1 win. Nova was dominant on the mound once again. i believe he has finally found it. and a nice little rumor this morning, Derek Jeter is going to be called up for the game this afternoon. i'll definitely be tuned in to see if that is true or not. and hopefully watch the Yankees split the series.

i got to enjoy one of my favorite beers last night after the Yankees victory. Sam Adams Cherry Wheat. that little pop of cherry after each drink... perfect. i could drink that beer endlessly until the day i die.

i did watch The Bridge last night on FX. holy shit that was good. definitely will be watching it again. enough plot twists and turns that should keep me interested for the summer.

i did watch Big Brother as well last night and after reading some overnight recaps this morning, i'm afraid i'm going to be in for another sad eviction tonight. looks like it's possible that a member of the all guy alliance has turned on them. while it should make for great trashy tv, it also means that production's little darling Elissa is going to be staying. yuck.

after that tonight i will luckily have Wilfred to turn to for some laughs. that show never disappoints.

there are some Manchester United rumors this morning that i'm not very happy with. starting to remind me of a few years ago when they lost a player at the last moment to a rival. i'm really hoping it's not a case of deja vu. i suppose time will tell, most likely in the next 4 days.

i heard last night on the news that the local pro soccer team will be playing a friendly against Wigan next Tuesday. i'm really tempted to travel to see that one. not sure if it's going to happen though.

i haven't been outside this morning, but it certainly looks like the stranglehold of humidity might have finally broken. if i can feed the animals and not be dripping with sweat after 5 minutes, i'll be happier than a pig in shit.

the poetry itch needs to be scratched again, or so it feels. after the journey into the public yesterday, i believe i may have a few thoughts to be put down on paper this evening. i would have done that last night but my anger with Frontier Communications over the internet going out again at 1:15 am while i was in the middle of doing a survey (for money) royally pissed me off. 3 times at a time where 95% of the people around here are asleep, even the fucking teenagers. i'd love to switch providers but everyone else out here sucks as well. pretty sad when we have to entertain moving just so we can get a more reliable internet service. maybe one day these fuckers out here will wake up and realize it's the 21st century.

allow me to step off my soapbox now...

hope everyone has a great day. i really hope i do.

music today:

Niki & The Dove - Instinct
The Rolling Stones - Sticky Fingers

"Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute." - Josh Billings