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Sunday, January 30, 2022

a few surprises, but nothing surprising...

 mom and i decided to get pizza and wings last night from Pizza Hut before the Royal Rumble. it was the first time she had a really good amount of protein since she had her surgery. i thought the Royal Rumble was pretty good last night. it is kind of funny to think that the best guy in the men's Royal Rumble match was Bad Bunny. i did like Paul Heyman turning on Brock Lesnar. that sets up what should be a really good WrestleMania main event. this Roman Reigns and babyface Brock Lesnar haven't faced each other at the event before. i'm going to guess this will be their best match. all in all, i'm looking forward to the road to WrestleMania.










Saturday Night Live was very funny last night.



i did go to Menards yesterday. it was more packed than normal. now i remember why i rarely ever shop on the weekends. i did find everything i was looking for. and with the rebates i had, i got everything for under $60. 


enjoy some music:





and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Power Book II: Ghost, Billions, Euphoria, The Righteous Gemstones and Somebody Somewhere.


the New York Rangers play at home this afternoon against Seattle. the Rangers need to end this losing streak today.


USMNT plays at Canada today. i'm hoping the USA finds a way to get 3 points out of this cold ass match today.







the conference championship games are today in the NFL playoffs. the Bengals play at the Chiefs. and the 49ers play at the Rams. i'm hoping both games are really good today.


i need to go get the paper and feed the birds, so that's all for me today kids.


i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.


until tomorrow 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 fucking shot.


me encantaria solo un ultimo beso


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:


Chris Stapleton - You Should Probably Leave


Gary Allan - Smoke Rings In the Dark


Cody Jinks - Somewhere Between I Love You and I'm Leavin'


Tyler Childers - Whitehouse Road (Live)


Ryan Bingham - The Poet


"It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult." - Richard Brautigan


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



Tuesday, April 3, 2018

when the thunder rattles the whole house...

i started aching sometime before midnight. i asked mom when was the rain supposed to begin. she said right about now. so, at least i know my body is receptive still. i probably didn't fall asleep until 4 in the morning. i might have got 4 hours of sleep by the time i got out of bed. mom asked me if the thunder that shook the whole house woke me up? i said yes, having no damn clue what she was talking about. she said it was loud enough to wake the dead. i laughed, as i must have slept right through it. so, at least i know when i do sleep, i get a good 1 to 3 hours of deep sleep. joy.

all this rain we're getting at the moment (2.6 inches so far this morning, i'm sure it's over 3 inches by now) is headed northeast. i'm sure that means they will have a hard time getting the New York Yankees home opener in this afternoon. i hope i am wrong.

here is your poetry for this day of National Poetry Month:

The Voice was really good last night.

mom just cancelled her physical therapy for this afternoon. her arthritis is so bad she can barely move right now. i just checked the rain gauge again and there was another 1.5 inches in it. that's 4.1 inches in less than 12 hours with more on the way. our front yard is starting look like a pond.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. i really like the way they have gone into WrestleMania this year.

King in the Wilderness last night was brilliant. the first 5 minutes of the documentary was like a punch right to the gut. it's hard to believe it's been damn near 50 years since he was assassinated. i highly recommend everyone go out of their way to see this one.

i didn't watch much of Villanova's victory over Michigan last night, 79-62. mom had picked Villanova to win the title when she filled out her bracket. i didn't bother to count her wins and losses. i really didn't want to know that she did better than me this year.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

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

of course, if the storms persist all damn day and night, i have no clue how much of that will actually record.

the New York Rangers play at New Jersey tonight. it would actually benefit the Rangers to win tonight. if they could keep New Jersey from making the playoffs, that second round pick of New Jersey's that the Rangers got in the Grabner trade would be much better than what it would be if they make the playoffs. of course, i'm not expecting the Rangers to win tonight.

and since my afternoon is now suddenly free, i will probably spend a good portion of the afternoon figuring out where my next batch of poems will be going to.

that's all for me kids.

i'll be on here tomorrow after my doctor's appointment.

debe ser el final de los días

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:

Nikka Costa - Nothing Compares 2 U
The Church - Under the Milky Way
The Breeders - Do You Love Me Now?
Gary Allan - Smoke Rings In the Dark

"Living well is the best revenge." - George Herbert

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

Friday, April 18, 2014

surviving modern healthcare

before i get into just how LONG my day was yesterday, here are your national poetry month links:

http://skokie.suntimes.com/things-to-do/poetry-LWR-04242014:article

http://www.tabletmag.com/jewish-arts-and-culture/books/169614/poetry-month-hirschfeld

http://www.economist.com/blogs/prospero/2014/04/cowboy-poetry?fsrc=scn/gn_ec/rhyme_em_cowboy

http://www.syracuse.com/entertainment/index.ssf/2014/04/national_poetry_month_continues_with_two_syracuse_slams.html

so we got to the hospital around 11 am, seeing they wanted us there at 11:15. mom and i go back as my sister waited in the waiting area. about 30 minutes later, my sister is allowed to come back. they had to stick my mom 3 times to get an i.v. started. i wasn't happy about that. then, the 1:15 surgery was pushed back to 2 pm. then, it was pushed back to 3 pm. needless to say, i'm at the point where i could murder everyone. my mother finally goes into surgery a little after 3 and my sister and i finally get to eat some lunch. now i have to admit, lunch was about 10000000000000000000000% better than i thought it was going to be. around 4:30, the surgeon tells my sister and i that mom's surgery went great. they saw everything they thought they were going to see and he was really happy with the results. that was a huge load off of my mind. but, given that my mother is a goody two shoes who doesn't abuse drugs or alcohol, EVER, i figured she was going to take forever to come back to reality. sure enough, around 7:15 we were allowed to go back and see her. i could tell that she was still loopy. but, after a good 45 minutes of talking to her and joking, she started to act like herself again. my sister helped her get dressed as i went to get the car. i needed that long walk to wake my damn legs back up. now, we had 3 prescriptions that needed to be filled and the pharmacy we use is about 45 minutes away from this hospital. so, i did my best to drive cautiously/aggressively and not get my mom sick/upset in the backseat. we got the prescriptions in and then went to get some dinner. i got mom a plain cheeseburger, which she said was so much better than the stale crackers and flat ginger ale she had at the hospital. we went back to the pharmacy and they had just finished my mom's order when i got up to the cash register. that made me extremely happy. we ended up getting home nearly 11 1/2 hours after we left.

thankfully, my sister let me know on the way home that the Yankees were winning and the New York Rangers had won. that made me even more happy. i definitely needed some victory beers.

Yankees won 10-2. Rangers won 4-1. i at least got to see the highlights when i got home.

mom is doing ok today. she's sore but isn't dizzy or feeling like she's going to puke. so, that's a good first step. the pain pills are knocking her out pretty good. she'll have to take it extremely easy for the next few weeks. the shunt should be settled in and doing its' job by then. so, i'll be her little slave for the time being. i don't mind that at all. even though i told her if she died in the surgery her life insurance would kick in for my sister and i. she knew i was joking though. sure, i was joking....

not sure what the family is going to watch tonight. i get the feeling i will be in my room flipping between playoff hockey and the Yankees game.

on top of all that yesterday, i also wrote 6 poems during my hours at the hospital. i typed them up at 2 this morning. they are short and pretty good. i'll be sending those out in the next week or so.

no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. kind of depends on how my mom is doing and the sports schedule. i'll try to bust something out before i pass out.

hope this finds everyone well. have a great weekend. and thanks for all the kind thoughts and well wishes for my mother. she really appreciated it.

peace and chicken grease my enemies...

music:

AC/DC - Rock 'N' Roll Train
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Kiss - War Machine
Shrug - Scratch
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Gary Allan - Smoke Rings in the Dark
The Crystal Method w/Dia Frampton - Over It
J.D. McPherson - North Side Gal
Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue
Yellowman - Nobody Move Nobody Get Hurt

"When all else fails there's always delusion." - Conan O'Brien