i went to the bank this morning to make a deposit. no big deal, there was a little rain but thankfully it wasn't freezing rain. as i was coming out of the bank, i noticed this contractor talking to the police in the parking lot. as i got in the Highlander, the cop was leaving and this old guy comes racing out of the bank. he starts yelling at the contractor, you fucking asshole, you stole money out of my account, i should punch you in the fucking face. i was like, i guess i can wait around for a bit. the old guy was probably in his 70's, the contractor was maybe late 30's. the old guy got into the contractor's van. the contractor got out and got on his phone. i started the Highlander and left, obviously there wasn't going to be the violence i could have another book of poems about. oh well.
i did write 1 poem last night. i have 5 in the unpublished file. i'd love to get another 5 so i can send to a couple different places.
Smackdown was excellent last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was great last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Collision, Saturday Night Live and Austin City Limits.
the Dayton Flyers play today at home against Loyola Chicago. hopefully, Dayton will end their losing streak today.
the USMNT takes on Venezuela today in a friendly.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Columbus.
a big thank you to John Sweet. he sent me several of his books. i'm thinking of it as an early birthday gift.
the NFL playoffs start back up today. Houston at Kansas City and Washington at Detroit.
i will hopefully be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays in the morning.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
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.
El último fin de semana antes de que la distopía vuelva a ser normal
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:
Next of Kin - Mean Streak
Destroyer w/Fiver - Bologna
Sharon Van Etten - Seventeen
Dorothy - Flawless
Melissa Etheridge - Bring Me Some Water
"A writer wants something more than money for his work: he wants permanence." - A.A. Milne
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i was in the shower today, mostly because i really fucking needed one. i got out, dried off, got dressed (partly) and my mother said to me from the living room, guess what? i asked her what did she do? she was trying to put the sheets into the fold out couch and fucking fell into the couch, minus the cushions now, and cut her arm. so yeah, much like how a parent can't turn away for even a second and their young child will do something stupid... i told her she is now on punishment. she can sit in her chair and watch tv or sleep. anything other than that, an adult has to be present at all times. i think all of this truly explains why i wanted to be dead before my 30's. and i know that the odds are my life is going to get better at some fucking point, but my patience for that is running as fucking thin as ever.
happy cinco de mayo to everyone. or as i like to think of the day, happy 7th anniversary of the day we put my piece of shit father into the ground.
the New York Yankees lost last night in Toronto, 2-1. they are off today and start a series at home Friday night against the Texas Rangers.
here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:
here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:
The Masked Singer was good last night. Shaggy and En Vogue certainly brought back my youth last night.
AEW Dynamite was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be How We Roll, Atlanta, NJPW and Desus & Mero. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on Peacock.
the New York Rangers play Game 2 tonight at home against Pittsburgh. i really hope the Rangers have learned their lessons from Game 1 and win tonight. the interviews below are from after their practice yesterday.
no NBA playoffs tonight, so i'll be watching plenty of hockey tonight.
i did get to see a good portion of the Seattle Sounders becoming the first MLS club to win the CONCACAF Champions League. they defeated Pumas last night 3-0 (5-2 on aggregate). they now will become the first MLS club and first club from the USA to play in the FIFA Club World Cup.
i'll be on here in the morning tomorrow. mom has her MRI tomorrow evening. most likely, by the time we get home from that, my sister will be down here.
if you happen to be going out drinking tonight, don't get arrested.
my old bones are telling me it is going to be raining soon. so, that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
Supongo que solo los afortunados envejecen con gracia.
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:
Morphine - Cure for Pain
Destroyer - Eat The Wine, Drink The Bread
Urban Heat - Have You Ever
Death Of The High Street - Synergy
Ibibio Sound Machine - All That You Want
"Religion is the impotence of the human mind to deal with occurrences it cannot understand."
- Karl Marx
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
