swimming upstream it seems

i opened my email this morning and had 256 emails. i started to laugh. so much for eating breakfast before noon. i got through all the emails eventually, and knew my day was about 3 hours behind where i wanted it to be. oh well.

Manchester United plays this afternoon in the Champions League against PSG. i'd love to see them pull off a miracle, but i'm not counting on it.

The Voice was pretty good last night.

Smackdown was really good last night.

205 Live was good last night as well.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, You're The Worst and Drop the Mic. i'll watch NXT and NXT UK sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the Dayton Flyers play at home tonight against LaSalle. it's senior night, so there should be plenty of emotion in the building. this is a game Dayton MUST win if they want to finish in the top 4 of the conference.

i think mom has physical therapy tomorrow. i'll probably be on here after that is done.

i'd really love if spring would show the fuck up here. this cold ass wind is driving my arthritis nuts today. good times.

the New York Rangers lost last night at Dallas, 1-0. the refs certainly didn't do the Rangers any favors last night.

that's all for me kids. i have to go have some lunch and get a shower in before i leave for the game tonight.

until tomorrow...

La muerte sería más fácil que esto.

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:

Enigma - Return To Innocence
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
Warren Haynes - Soulshine (Live)
Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should've Come Over (Live)

"Necessity has the face of a dog." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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

it's only blood...

i don't know how many fucking times i have hit my lower left leg on this spot on my bed frame, but it fucking hurts every damn time i do it. but, it's only blood. as i told my mother, everything on that leg is fucking dead except the nerves. and quite honestly, if i didn't have something to bitch about, it wouldn't be my life.

i sent out 24 poems today. 3 to Pyrokinection, 5 each to Your One Phone Call, Misfit Magazine and Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication) and 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

The Voice was pretty good last night.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Baskets, Hate Thy Neighbor and The Voice. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Winnipeg. it will be interesting to see if they can keep their winning streak going.

the New York Yankees won today over Detroit 7-2. i believe the baseball regular season starts in like 3 weeks or something.

i'll be on here tomorrow after i make a trip to the dollar store. i need to find a cheap 3 ring binder so i can better organize my poetry archives and records.

that's all for me today kids. i'm off to go get the trash done next door and here.

la glamorosa vida de un puto poeta

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:

Bob Dylan - The Man In Me
Madonna - Ray of Light
Moby - This Wild Darkness
Walk The Moon - One Foot
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb (Live)

"Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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