a trip down memory lane...

 i completely forgot the Yankees play this afternoon, so i thought i should at least try to get the blog done early today.

so, the Rangers decided they were going to show some toughness last night, even though they aren't built that way. there was 6 fights in the game in the first 5 minutes or so. hats off to Brendan Smith for going after Tom Wilson. hats off to Buchnevich for a sneaky little slash on Wilson that i hope broke his fucking hand. the Rangers lost the game, 4-2. they play tonight at Boston, at least whoever doesn't get suspended from last night's game.

the Yankees defeated the Astros last night, 6-3. they go for the sweep this afternoon.

The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.

AEW was fucking crazy as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, B Positive, The United States of Al, Clarice, Desus & Mero and Dark Side of the Ring. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on Peacock.

Manchester United plays at Roma today in the Europa League. they won the first leg 6-2, so United should make it to the finals.

it is supposed to rain today. i'm not looking forward to that.

i have no clue what time i will be on here tomorrow.

until then kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

get the shot.

Ayer pusimos a mi padre en el suelo hace seis años

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:

James Vincent McMorrow - We Don't Eat

Exitmusic - The Cold

The Black Atlantic - I Shall Cross This River

Trampled By Turtles - Alone

"The goal of all life is death." - Sigmund Freud

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

i'm at the crossroads...

so, it looks like from my latest lab results, my liver is damaged. all my other levels are fine though. so my doctor wants me to come back in a week and get my blood drawn again. this of course is so he can send me to another doctor so they can tell me to stop drinking. so now i'm at the crossroads of do i tell my doctor not to bother or do i tell him i'm going to be a good boy. decisions, decisions.

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

i wrote 17 poems yesterday while in the waiting room of my mother's new dentist. i typed those up last night. i really like a few of them. i think i'm somewhere near 50 poems or so for this month. i suppose it's time to get some books ready...

i was a little surprised last night when the New Orleans Saints traded up in the NFL Draft. it's obvious they believe they drafted the missing piece to winning a Super Bowl, as they gave up their first round pick for next season in the trade. that being said, i do love the player they picked.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

The Big Bang Theory was very funny last night.

Young Sheldon was excellent last night.

Life in Pieces was very good last night.

Atlanta was fucking great last night.

i did watch some of the NHL and NBA playoffs last night. here are your highlights:

the New York Yankees didn't get a hit yesterday until the 6th inning. i knew they were losing 3-0 when i was walking into the grocery store. when we got done shopping i asked my mom to check the score. she said the Yankees won 4-3 on a walk off home run from Gary Sanchez. i started to chuckle. that's a 4 game sweep of the Twins and the end to an 8-2 homestand. not bad. they start a series tonight out on the west coast against the Angels.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW, Major League Wrestling, Real Time with Bill Maher and Wyatt Cenac's Problem Areas.

i will be watching the Greatest Royal Rumble for most of today on WWE Network.

i will probably watch a little of the NFL Draft tonight, and probably some of the playoffs as well.

it looks like my hope for good weather is going to come to an end tonight. at least i was able to turn off the furnace for a day or so. but, the low will be in the 30's tomorrow night, so i'll have to turn the fucker back on.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

nunca tendré miedo a la muerte

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:

James Vincent McMorrow - Higher Love
Antony - If It Be Your Will (Live)
Fiona Apple - Across the Universe
My Morning Jacket - It Makes No Difference (Live)

"We do not write in order to be understood; we write in order to understand." - C. Day Lewis

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