i got up this morning and my bed looked like a war scene. i know that meant i must have tossed and turned all night long. good times.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both very good last night.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
i got up this morning and my bed looked like a war scene. i know that meant i must have tossed and turned all night long. good times.
Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both very good last night.
before i get to the absolute shit show the New Orleans Saints have become... i saw last night as i was trying to go to sleep that Quincy Jones had died. being the age i am, i definitely knew who Quincy Jones was. that man probably had one of the most amazing music careers of anyone that has ever existed. for anyone younger that isn't aware, that is one rabbit hole you should definitely lose yourself in.
sometimes life gets to that point where all the days just bleed together and you can end up in a bad movie that just bores you to death. these nights of 3 hours of sleep have me spinning my wheels. the rest of the day is just catching naps when i can and trying to play catch up with the news, sports, etc. joy.
i did watch plenty of football yesterday. i won a little money, but not nearly as much as i was hoping to.
first off, a computer update. last time, it was a thumb drive that cured the noise. this time, it was a shut down and reboot. at least i didn't have to hear the noise overnight.
i was up in time this morning to see Manchester United play Wolves. United won the game, 2-0. they desperately needed that win.
so, when the news of Grant Wahl's death last night hit me, i was shocked. Grant was the best soccer writer in this country by a mile. he did an amazing job explaining the sport and growing the sport in this country. i still am trying to process his death covering the World Cup. part of me doesn't want to believe it is true. and part of me knows, having just celebrated his 48th birthday 8 days ago, it is the circle being completed. Grant was also an amazing writer about college basketball. i have been an avid reader of his for damn near 20 years. i think i cried for hours last night as i was trying to deal with my own grief. he was the writer i thought i wanted to be when i was a kid, thinking of writing for a team or a sport, long before the poetry bug latched on to me. rest in peace Grant. you were an amazing human. condolences to his wife and his family.
i always love walking outside and it feels like you just stepped into a bowl of soup. the rain we were supposed to get today hasn't happened yet. joy.
so, i didn't watch much of the Yankees game yesterday. i really don't feel like watching them when they are playing like shit. they lost to a A's team that probably couldn't beat a wet paper bag on most nights, 4-1. they start a series tonight in Anaheim against the Angels. the lead in the division is down to 7 1/2 games.
so, as i watching the Yankees game yesterday, they brought up the stat that the Astros no-hit them in a combined no-hitter 19 years ago. and sure enough, they did it again yesterday. the Yankees struck out 15 fucking times yesterday and lost 3-0. they need to win today to split the series. it is painfully obvious that the Astros are still in their fucking heads.
mom is back home from her surgery. she had the skin cancer from her face removed. the cancer was right above her lip, so of course, it was a little gruesome, at least from the picture my sister sent me. but, they got most of it on the first try. mom said he missed a little spot and got that the second time. they took some skin from her collarbone to graph to reform the lip. the stitches on the lip will dissolve. i have to take her Feb. 1st to the office to get the stitches removed on her collarbone. fun times.
today would be my grandmother's 110th birthday. part of me laughs at what she would think about this fucked up world now.
the New York Rangers defeated Toronto last night, 6-3. my family knows how i get, so when the Rangers got down 2-0 last night, i turned the game off. so, i did follow the game on my phone, but i know there was enough stress in the house already. i love that Ryan Reaves had his first two goals as a Ranger last night.
as you can see, i have no fucking title for the blog today, so the smart ass that resides in my brain won out. i have spent most of today in pain. fun times.
on to better news, the Dayton Flyers defeated Belmont yesterday, 63-61, to win that tournament down in Orlando. it's the first one they have won in a decade i believe. i really hope this is the galvanizing point of the season where they take off from here and be great. one thing that is really obvious, they are a much better team when Malachi Smith is on the floor. the offense flows so much better when he's running the show. he won the MVP of the tournament.
i didn't have any side effects from the second vaccine shot. my arthritis has been kicking my ass all day as it was supposed to rain. of course, or thankfully, the rain didn't start until i got all the grocery shopping done. sadly, i have felt the pain of that rain from this morning on. and i guess tonight we're supposed to get hail and thunder and all the good shit. joy.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Katie Lewington.
https://bookshop.org/books/here-comes-the-sun-travel-poetry-written-by-katie-lewington/9781548706135
https://ghostcitypress.com/poetry-56/2019/1/5/katie-lewington
https://oddballmagazine.com/poem-by-katie-lewington/
https://www.thebeautifulspace.co.uk/poetry/fear-cycle-a-poem-by-katie-lewington
https://burninghousepress.com/2016/07/11/2-poems-by-katie-lewington/
https://madswirl.com/author/klewington/
NXT was really good last night.
so, i went to bed around 5 again this morning. up at 9, rinse, repeat, off to the grocery stores... i have been defeated by the mundane. good times.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Mather Schneider. yet another one that i have been published with for decades now, Mather knows how to lay down the words and keep you coming back for more...
https://www.rattle.com/county-by-mather-schneider/
https://thestockholmreview.org/the-stagnelius-section/poetry-by-mather-schnider/
https://rustytruck.wordpress.com/2020/11/30/done-to-death-by-mather-schneider/
https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2021/02/13/mather-schneider-6/
https://terrorhousepress.com/product/6-to-6/
http://www.nyq.org/books/author/matherschneider
the WWE Hall of Fame ceremonies last night were pretty good. it did feel a little long, but that was mostly due to the fact they were doing the 2020 and 2021 classes in the same night.