tired of being tired...

 these hot days are dragging me around anymore. sleeping just a little bit here and there, all you really accomplish is just being tired. all the damn time.

the Yankees lost last night at home to Baltimore, 7-6 in 10 innings. hopefully, they will find a way to win this afternoon.

AEW Dynamite was good last night.

NJPW was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight.

i will probably watch some of the Euro 2024 today.

mom has physical therapy this afternoon. she wants me to make sure she is up by 11 AM. of course, i was up today at 6 AM. joy.

i have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. i am not looking forward to it, but it should be interesting to say the least. drug changes, possibly getting physical therapy, etc.

i will probably be on here after that appointment tomorrow.

ok, 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 off the fucking streets.

get the fucking shot.

Cansado de estar cansado

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:

Cults - Crybaby

Bullion w/Charlotte Adigery - World Train

Hayes Carll & The Band of Heathens - Nobody Dies From Weed

Nathalie Joachim - Ki moun ou ye

Luke Smith - Jimmy

"It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper." - Errol Flynn

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

still some drizzle...

 just enough rain that my body is aching. should make for a fun doctor's appointment this afternoon. should just be a A1C checkup, but who knows.

Monday Night Raw was good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Deadliest Catch, Don't Forget the Lyrics, Hot Wheels: Ultimate Challenge and Dark Side of the Ring. 

the Yankees start a series tonight at home against Seattle.

i did listen to episode 452 of Notsam Wrestling late last night. you can hear that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/the-bloodline-wrestlings-greatest-storylines-notsam-wrestling-452-304566494

i need to get in the shower, so that's all for me kids...

i should be on here tomorrow after i get all the grocery shopping done.

until then...

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 primer día del verano es mañana

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:

Dante Bowe w/Anthony B - Wind Me Up

Nonbinary Girlfriend - BIG AND KIND

Obongjayar - Just Cool

Buffalo Nichols - You're Gonna Need Somebody On Your Bond

Clara Kent - LETTING GO

"It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper." - Errol Flynn

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

the bad back wins again...

 this doesn't happen that much to me anymore (thankfully) but there is a point where my pain in my bad back just becomes too fucking much. and what happens is i usually have to spend most of the day in my massage chair with ice on it and i am fucking useless. now, being my mother's caretaker means useless isn't allowed, which i do understand. so, i don't get to spend as much time in the chair as i would love to, but that's called fucking life. today my bad back has decided it wanted to win. and it has.

the Yankees lost yesterday at Toronto, 10-9. they blew an 8-3 lead. oh well. they will hopefully start a new winning streak tonight at that dump down in Tampa.

i did catch a couple MLS games yesterday.

i also watched some golf yesterday.

VICE was very interesting last night.

The Man Who Fell To Earth was excellent last night.

Flatbush Misdemeanors was pretty funny last night.

Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw, Miz & Mrs and Don't Forget the Lyrics.

Game 3 of the Stanley Cup Final is tonight. i'm sure the Lightning are hoping home ice makes a difference for them.

i did listen to episode 400 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can hear that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/the-mcmahon-ceo-saga-notsam-wrestling-400-204209812

i didn't get anything written yesterday. another joy of back pain. my tomorrow is going to be a bit crazy. so, i'm thinking i will get some poems out either late Tuesday night or early Wednesday morning, before i do the grocery shopping.

i have to take mom to get her injection tomorrow. i'm really hoping this takes and eliminates most of her pain. if not, i get the feeling things are going to get very expensive. and then later in the day, i have a doctor's appointment. hopefully my A1C has gone down. so, i will most likely do the blog in the window between appointments or after my doctor's appointment.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. 

tomorrow is the first day of summer here. i believe the temperature is supposed to be something close to that of hell.

until then...

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.

¿Tienes alguna sugerencia para cenar esta noche?

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:

Nina Simone - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

Tina Turner - Proud Mary

Aretha Franklin - Ain't No Way

Big Mama Thornton - Since I Fell for You

Sade - No Ordinary Love

"Any man who has $10,000 left when he dies is a failure." - Errol Flynn

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

at least the humidity went down...

i feel bad for my mother. her first doctor's appointment went pretty good as she learned her insurance would cover another round of shots for her back. then, her next appointment was with the eye doctor. she now has cataracts in both eyes. she mentioned something about the steroid injections she gets for her back to the doctor and he then said well, now you know why your cataracts are so bad. so, as we were driving away, i told mom she has to really attack her physical therapy for her hip when she's getting the injections for her back so she won't need those injections again. she's hoping to put off the surgery for her cataracts until after she gets all 3 rounds of shots for her back. i swear, if it's not one thing, it's another. and now we get to see the surgeon that did her hip tomorrow. joy.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i thought the show had a pretty good flow for all 3 hours. i truly enjoyed Braun Strowman coming back to destroy Roman Reigns, after Samoa Joe destroyed him as well. plus, Big Cass turning on Enzo was excellent.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, WWE Smackdown, Deadliest Catch and The Jim Jefferies Show. i will watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Yankees start a series at home tonight against the Angels. hopefully they stop the damn losing streak tonight.

since we aren't supposed to get any rain for a few days (fingers crossed), i put out some bird food today.

i'll be on here tomorrow sometime after mom's doctor's appointment and (maybe) a trip to the bank.

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:

Bassnectar - Take You Down EP
CocoRosie w/ANOHNI - Smoke 'Em Out
Portishead - Glory Box
Tricky - Aftermath

"It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper." - Errol Flynn

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

the sun comes up tomorrow England

my bad back seems to have turned the corner. i spent most of yesterday working on it. ice, stretching, ice, stretching, rinse and repeat. at least i was able to get some sleep. perhaps that was the 2 victory beers. not sure.

i was very happy for Wayne Rooney yesterday, FINALLY getting a goal in the World Cup. of course, England still lost to Luis Suarez, 2-1. they need to have Italy do good today to still be alive in the tournament. in other action yesterday, Colombia defeated the Ivory Coast 2-1. Colombia is sneaky great and will be a tough out. Japan and Greece played to a scoreless draw, even though Japan was a man up for the last 55 minutes of the match. sometimes it was like watching paint dry.

today, the game of the day comes early. Italy plays Costa Rica. HUGE match. next sees Switzerland play France. and then, Ecuador takes on Honduras. hopefully, another good day of matches.

the Yankees completed the sweep of Toronto last night, winning 6-4. they now are 1 1/2 games out of first place. they play against Baltimore tonight, the start of Old Timers weekend. and no, that's not a joke about the current team.

the weather is still crazy here. we had flooding all around us after all the rain yesterday. somehow, we didn't get much. maybe around an inch or so. go 1 mile to the south, they got 3 inches. today is supposed to be some more storms. figures, as my sister will be on the road.

looks like another evening of baseball and flipping around to avoid commercials. i'll probably end up on the Food Network if the Yankees aren't doing well.

that's pretty much all for me. i have a bad back to go ice down. and breakfast to eat.

be well. be creative. be the evil your parents were scared of.

peace and chicken grease...

tried my hand at doing the story with the song titles again...

music:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Chuck Mead - Sittin' On Top of the Bottom
Stereophonics w/Tom Jones - Mama Told Me Not to Come
John Prine - It's A Big Old Goofy World
Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)

"I like my whisky old and my women young." - Errol Flynn

some deadlines just come and go

so i spent most of today going through old papers that need to be shredded, listening to some new music, and watching all the baseball trade chatter going on online. i'm not shocked that the Yankees did nothing. management seems determined to drive that team right to mediocre. that should go over well with the fan base.

the Yankees lost last night 3-2 on a walk off hit by the Dodgers. i've been beaten down by this season so much that the anger doesn't even last anymore. yet another game where the pitching was good enough to win but the offense, outside of Overbay, did nothing. i give them even less of a chance to win tonight against one of the best pitchers in baseball.

the season finale of Deadliest Catch was great last night. next season will be pretty different with so many guys leaving or changing crews.

tonight i'll be watching Big Brother and the best show on television, The Bridge.

i did get my order from amazon.com today. so, you'll be seeing some strange names in the music section of the posts. today will be a perfect example.

i may sneak in a few views of the MLS All-Star game tonight as well.

today has been pretty damn dreary out here on the farm. no sun at all. just this haze that is filled with apathy.

add another cat to the danger list. i haven't seen my cat Jermaine Jackson in a few weeks now. i'm pretty sure both it and the cat Walt Whitman are both gone for good. i suppose by the middle of August i'll know for sure.

well, just finished my lunch of a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk. not sure if that will help my stomach or not. the way my body has been acting here lately, perhaps it is time for a lobotomy or an exorcism.

and with that lovely visual in your minds, i bid you a fond farewell for today.

music:

Jason Isbell - Southeastern
Neon Indian - Psychic Chasms
Houndmouth - From The Hills Below The City
Paloma Faith - Fall To Grace

"It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper." - Errol Flynn