i wrote 4 more poems today. i'm not sure why it has become difficult for me to write anymore. i have a few theories of course, mostly involving my mother and a huge case of burnout. but, i'm not accepting the excuses. that's the beauty of having an asshole ego. so yeah, i really like the 4 i wrote today. i think i know where my next 13 poems are going for submissions. i will hopefully do that tomorrow morning.
the New York Rangers defeated the Devils last night, 6-2. of course, they lost Ryan Reeves in the game due to some dirty shit from P.K. Subban. i am happy that they went after him for the rest of the game. at least i know this team is going to stick up for each other. and i do like how the new coach plays his system. let the players do what they do best, be hard as hell to play against, and have some fucking fun. this should be a good season, hopefully.
Vice News Tonight had some really interesting stories this week.
AEW Dynamite was excellent last night.
Rhodes To The Top was good last night.
The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night. i had no clue who the Baby was.
Alter Ego was good last night.
American Horror Story: Double Feature was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Young Sheldon, United States of Al, Cake, What We Do in the Shadows, Dark Side of the Ring and MLW Fightland. i already watched NXT UK this afternoon. it was really good.
i might watch some of the NFL game tonight between the Rams and Seahawks.
the USMNT takes on Jamaica tonight in World Cup qualifying. i'm really hoping the USA wins tonight.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
i did meet my new neighbor yesterday. she's a retired teacher. i know one thing, i would have got nothing done in her classes. smoking hot. i suppose the dirty poems will start flowing once again...
that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
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.
una mente sucia es algo terrible de desperdiciar
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:
Gal Musette - Oliver
Arooj Aftab - Last Night
Melody Gardot - Bad News (Live)
Roger Waters - The Bravery of Being out of Range (Live)
The Black Crowes - Bad Luck Blue Eyes Goodbye (Live)
"We live on the leash of our senses." - Diane Ackerman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i know the plan was to get some sleep at some point yesterday. so, when i was still up at 3 in the morning, i only could laugh. i went to bed and woke up 5 hours later, almost feeling refreshed. well, i've got shit to do today, so that's all i'm going to get.
yesterday was one of those days where i love being a sports fan, although i am certain it will send me to an early grave.
Manchester United was down 2-0 yesterday and i really wasn't happy. sadly, i wasn't surprised either. and then around the 70th minute, it all changed. United started to finally get some results for their reckless abandon they were playing with. Mata scored. 6 minutes later Martial scored. and then holy shit, in the 90 minute, Alexis scored. well, well, well, i didn't see a 3-2 win coming at halftime, that's for sure.
Ohio State played exactly how i feared they would yesterday. thankfully, it didn't last all game. they allowed Indiana to hang around, but eventually buried them in the 4th quarter, winning 49-26.
the New York Rangers lost last night at Buffalo, 3-1. yet another game where they played well enough to win. but, they ran into a hot goalie and more shitty officiating. joy. the Rangers play this afternoon at Carolina.
the New York Yankees broke out the long ball last night and defeated Boston, 6-2. Aaron Judge hit a mammoth shot in the first and Gary Sanchez hit 2 home runs, including one that went 479 feet. he's the first Yankee catcher to hit 2 home runs in a playoff game since Yogi Berra in 1956. the Yankees are off today and play Game 3 in the Bronx on Monday night. they know now if they just win the home games, they will advance.
Saturday Night Live was pretty funny last night.
ROH was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Deuce, the season finale of Ballers, Last Week Tonight, America to Me, Shameless, Kidding and The Family Business: Trump and Taxes.
since the New Orleans Saints play tomorrow night, today will mostly be a laundry day for me.
i suppose i should wear some clean clothes to my physical therapy appointment tomorrow.
i will probably be on here early tomorrow.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully, your Sunday will be even better.
a veces tienes que hacer tu propia suerte
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:
Pretty Lights - Sunday School
XTC - Dear God
INXS - Devil Inside
Paul Thorn - What Should I Do
"We live on the leash of our senses." - Diane Ackerman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
last night could have been one of those nights where you look back with such joy as a sports fan, that you remember it forever fondly. instead, Joe Girardi fucked any chance of that happening with one of the more baffling managerial decisions i have seen in a long time.
the New York Yankees were winning 8-3 last night and for some fucking reason, Joe decided to take CC out of the game in the 6th. if he would have been bringing in a reliever that wasn't used in the Twins game, i could understand it. instead, he brought in Chad Green. no biggie there. but, when there was guy from the Indians that the umpire said was hit by a pitch when he clearly wasn't, Joe didn't bother to have the play reviewed. his catcher, Gary Sanchez, was screaming that it didn't hit him. nope, Joe's dumb ass was waiting for a visual clue from his staff to tell him to review it. it never dawned on him that you might want to go ahead and review the damn thing anyway since the bases would be loaded and the Indians best hitter would be coming up. and, oh by the way, it would have been the third out of the inning as the ball actually hit the bat and Sanchez caught it for the third strike. so, as you might imagine, the next batter hit a fucking grand slam and the Indians comeback was on. 8-7 soon turned to 8-8 and then came extra innings. the Yankees lost 9-8 in 13 innings to go down 2-0 in the best of 5 series. what pissed me off more than anything was Joe Girardi not taking any fucking responsibility for the review mishap. fucking excuses rather than yeah, i fucked that up. it's time for the Yankees to move on from him now. as is RIGHT NOW. let fucking Tony Pena manage Game 3 and get it over with. it's not like they have a fucking chance anyway. the Yankees final game of the season will be on Sunday night (probably). i'll be watching wrestling, so thankfully i'll miss most of it.
thank god the US Men's National Team didn't shit on my heart last night like the Yankees did. they certainly came out prepared and on a fucking mission. Panama had only given up 5 goals for the entire HEX. the USA scored 4 on them last night in a beautiful and much needed 4-0 victory. this means all the USA needs to advance to the World Cup will be a win or draw at Trinidad & Tobago on Tuesday.
VICE was very interesting last night.
NJPW was very good last night.
Room 104 was excellent last night. the season finale is next week.
Mike Judge Presents: Tales from the Tour Bus was great last night.
Real Time with Bill Maher was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH, Saturday Night Live and Austin City Limits.
Ohio State takes on Maryland this afternoon at home. hopefully they will get another victory today.
the New York Rangers play at Toronto this evening. i'm really dreading this game tonight. the Rangers defense will have to be much better as i know the forwards on the Maple Leafs are legit. and hopefully The King is much better tonight as well.
other than that, i know i have dishes to do, i probably should at least think of doing my laundry and given my imagination, i'll probably have a few poems to write as well.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.
tal vez el siguiente huracán nos mate a todos
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:
Marc Broussard - Lonely Night in Georgia (Live)
Townes Van Zandt - Waitin' Round to Die (Live)
Joe Ely - The Road Goes On Forever (Live)
Gary Clark Jr. - Our Love (Live)
"Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight." - Diane Ackerman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i think i fell asleep last night watching the severe weather channel on DirecTV. they usually will just show the local broadcasts from where the storms are. it's somewhat fascinating to see that all local media does the same shit; fear mongering, dire predictions, scare them to death. and you would think in a state like Florida, it wouldn't take much. i am happy that the storm hasn't done nearly the amount of damage they were thinking it would do. hopefully it stays that way.
i watched a good portion of the New York Rangers final preseason game last night. for the first two periods, they were good. sloppy but good. in the third period, the Rangers were god fucking awful. turned a 2-1 lead into a 4-2 loss to Philadelphia. i have no clue who is going to make this team now. considering how AV likes to do it, i figure i'll be pissed at something. their first game is on Oct. 13th.
i did watch a little of the football game last night. i finally got a fantasy defense to do something good for me. and i picked the game right as well. hopefully those are good signs of things to come.
Better Things was really fucking funny last night.
Fuck, That's Delicious was great last night. Copenhagen certainly looks like a town i would enjoy.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NJPW and High Maintenance.
i sent out 13 poems this morning; 2 to Tuck Magazine, 5 to Live Nude Poems and 6 to Rose Red Review. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.
team USA plays Cuba down in Havana this afternoon in a soccer friendly. hopefully, the USA wins but what i'm hoping the most for is no injuries. that field looks like a fucking landfill.
i figure i have to go to the grocery store today. and just to fuck with myself, i'm going on a Friday afternoon where it should be busy as hell. good times.
i will probably be on here tomorrow morning since Ohio State plays in the afternoon. more on that big game tomorrow.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i hope everyone in the path of the hurricane stays safe.
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 - Skinny Love
Lucero - Hey Darlin' Do You Gamble?
Shooter Jennings - Gone to Carolina
"Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight." - Diane Ackerman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i went out to feed the cats today and it was drizzling. by the time i got out to the barn most of them stay in, it was pouring. thankfully, i was wearing a hoodie so i wasn't going to get fucking drenched. but, bending down to put in food and water wasn't much fun.
Monday Night Raw was very hit and miss last night. the parts that did hit though, were fucking great. The Rock coming back out of nowhere to confront Rusev and Lana was awesome. i love when i can mark out like a kid at something i've been watching for more than 35 years. Dean Ambrose was fucking awesome last night. that guy is going to be a legend by the time his career is over.
The Voice was pretty good. i caught most of it on YouTube.
Gotham was great last night. the ending was fucking perfect. i love this show.
The Big Bang Theory was pretty good last night. i caught most of that on YouTube late last night.
Men in Blazers was pretty funny last night.
i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. maybe some baseball, maybe some PBS. maybe i'll do the smart thing and get some fucking sleep.
i did win my fantasy football match last night. i quit watching the game when Seattle's kicker got me the points i needed to win. i've got some tricky roster decisions to make for this upcoming week. needless to say i'll be up late tonight to see if i get lucky in waivers or not. i need some running backs immediately.
mom and i went to Waffle House tonight for dinner. i figure that beats fast food for the evening. then, we stopped by the store in town. i always love the looks i get when i'm in there. like they haven't seen some bearded dude wearing a black Gremlins shirt before.
i need to get some music together to sell sometime tomorrow. hopefully it won't be raining as i don't want to drive my truck that far in the rain. hopefully i can make enough money to get a fucking haircut before i go to the hockey game this weekend. considering i'll be wearing the Rangers colors in an enemy building, i'd like to look my best while being an asshole.
that's pretty much all for me. i'll be back on here tomorrow after i have a little adventure. of course, if for some reason that doesn't happen, i'll be on here in the afternoon as usual.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Steve Earle - Colorado Girl
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Shovels & Rope - The Devil Is All Around
"I don't want to be a passenger in my own life." - Diane Ackerman
