i know it is supposed to get really fucking cold in the next few days. while the cold does really help my bad back, it doesn't do jack shit for my arthritis. joy.
we have this little table outside our front door for people to leave the packages on. so, did the Amazon driver leave the 3 heavy boxes on the table today? fuck no. so, i picked them up and of course, immediately felt my back tell me to fuck off. so, i have been icing my back for most of today. i think i have got it to the point where i can at least stand long enough to cook. welcome to my life.
i did write two poems last night. i'd like to get a good batch of poems ready to go before i make my next round of submissions.
the New York Rangers won last night at Utah, 5-3.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher.
i'm sure i'll watch some other shit tonight as well.
i need to go to the bank tomorrow to make a deposit.
i know i will probably be on here before the football games start tomorrow.
i know the Dayton Flyers play tomorrow at 4. so, i definitely should be on here before that.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
4 days to my birthday. joy.
until tomorrow kids...
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.
Puedes sentir el frío acercándose
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:
Lera Lynn - Black Hole Sun
Olivia Ellen Lloyd - Every Good Man
Parker Woodland - The Reckoning
Japanese Breakfast - Orlando In Love
Evan Nicole Bell - Catfish Blues
"The man who has no imagination has no wings." - Muhammad Ali
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
just as i was finishing up the blog yesterday, the news broke about the death of Bill Russell. now, as a basketball fan and as someone who tries to champion human rights as much as i can, i was always aware of Bill Russell. any of you too young to know much about him, do yourself a favor and learn everything you can about the man.
and then later in the day, i saw the news about the death of Nichelle Nichols. the inner geek in me was crushed by this one. i have always found black women to be beautiful and she was one of the first ones to really light my imagination.
the Yankees bullpen pissed away a win yesterday. they lost to the Royals, 8-6. in response to that, the Yankees GM made two fantastic trades today to sure up the bullpen and add a top of the rotation arm as well. i think they will make a few minor trades before the deadline tomorrow, but they are fully equipped to go win the World Series now.
Big Brother was good last night.
Westworld was fucking great last night. just two episodes remain in this season.
Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.
Vice was excellent last night.
The Chi was great last night.
City on a Hill was really good last night.
Flatbush Misdemeanors was pretty funny last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw, Don't Forget the Lyrics and Industry.
the Yankees start a series tonight at home against Seattle. this could be a possible playoff matchup, so i'm hoping the Yankees play well and win.
i did listen to episode 406 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
mom had some cleaning ladies out here today. i wasn't that impressed with what they did, mostly because i'm not a fan of cleaning and then forgetting where everything was to begin with. she also had a guy out here doing the measurements for the bathroom remodel. i get the feeling i'm going to have to make the decisions on everything as she procrastinates about all of this shit. good times.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the bank and Rite Aid. i'm hoping to get all that and the blog done before mom has physical therapy in the afternoon.
thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:
i really was hoping to get the blog done before the Dayton game today, mostly because i didn't want to be in a shitty mood yet again writing this. but, life gets in the fucking way and here we are.
i preached to my mother that the only shot Dayton had in their game against VCU today was to limit their turnovers. they couldn't do that today and what i feared would happen did. VCU defeated Dayton, 73-68. i don't think there is a chance in hell of Dayton getting a bid to the NIT, so their season is over.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
Young Sheldon was pretty funny last night.
B Positive was hilarious last night.
The Unicorn was good last night.
Clarice was excellent last night.
Desus & Mero was fucking funny as hell last night.
the New York Rangers defeated the Devils last night, 6-1.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i did watch NXT UK last night while i was putting the cards into sleeves. it was really damn good.
so, i guess my mother is dehydrated again and her potassium levels are out of whack. it sucks, mostly because nearly everything i bought at the store on Wednesday for meals this coming week, she can't eat. so, now she's depressed and my sister will be down here soon. hello dysfunction, my name is...
i had to go out and get some things today. i was hoping to find some baseball cards. it has gotten so damn bad at Meijer that they had a sign up that said the sports cards will be sold at the desk in the electronics section at 3 PM on Friday. of course, i was there a little after noon. fuck. i did find a one touch case that i needed. i also got a couple of binders to put my newer Donruss cards in and finally get all my hockey cards all together.
the Yankees and Tigers finished up 1-1 today.
i will hopefully be on here tomorrow before the Rangers play in the afternoon.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
nada peor que el potencial nunca se dio cuenta
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: (all the songs today are from Bandcamp Friday)...
Japanese Breakfast - Be Sweet
Guided By Voices - Free Agents
Shawn James - The Lake Wenatchee Sessions
Patterson Hood - Little Red Corvette
Freekbass - Show You The Way
"A drop of water, if it could write out its own history, would explain the universe to us." - Lucy Larcom
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i didn't sleep good last night. i couldn't find a position where my pinched nerve in my neck wasn't driving me crazy. so, i might have got 4 hours at best. i woke up this morning and had a plan. i wanted to get the poems out and i wanted to get my shit together so i could get my blood drawn. 10 hours now after waking up, and i pretty much have everything done, other than the trash and this blog. and no, they aren't the same.
i sent out 26 poems today; 5 each to Horror Sleaze Trash, Misfit Magazine, Academy of the Heart and Mind (already rejected) and Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication); 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.
i did get a shave and shower in today. i got my blood drawn, went and picked up pills for mom and then she wanted Taco Bell for lunch/dinner. now, i just need to get this done and get the trash picked up and i'm done for the night.
Monday Night Raw wasn't nearly as good last night as it was last week.
Divorce was pretty good last night.
Desus & Mero was hilarious last night. all the shit they haven't shown yet was on last night.
i did watch a good portion of Home Run Derby last night. i get the feeling everyone on earth knows who Vlad Jr. is now.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, I Love You, Now Die: The Commonwealth v. Michelle Carter and Deadliest Catch. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight.
i imagine if i get bored i might watch some of the All-Star game tonight. i know there are 2 New York Yankees in the starting lineup for the American League.
i have no damn clue what is going on tomorrow, so i will probably be on here in the afternoon.
i have trash to pick up now. until tomorrow kids...
bueno no tengo miedo a las agujas
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:
Lana Del Rey - Doin' Time
Japanese Breakfast - Head Over Heels
Valerie June - Little Wing
Dana Fuchs - I'd Rather Go Blind (Live)
"Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind."
- Dean Koontz
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i wanted to wake up and get right to the poems this morning. small glitch in that plan. for some fucking reason, i had 256 emails. that took me over 90 minutes to get through all that. needless to say, that pushed everything back today. and as usual, it was all my fault. (those are my mother's words, not mine)
i did send out 30 poems today. 3 each to Rusty Truck, The Beatnik Cowboy and Mad Swirl; 5 each to Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication) and Rust Belt Review; 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.
by the time i got that all done, it was 2 in the afternoon. mom wanted to go get her hair done. it was hot out and she doesn't do well in the heat. we waited for about 30 minutes and she finally got called up to get her hair done. about 30 minutes later she was finished. i guess it had been 34 weeks since she had anything done to her hair. i needed to go pick up a prescription of mine at the grocery store. after that, mom decided she wanted to go to Bob Evans for lunch. since we got out of there around 5, it might as well been dinner.
so yeah, it was one of these days where i'm running around like a chicken with the head cut off. good times. tomorrow might be more of the same. more on that later.
the New York Yankees lost last night in Toronto, 11-7. the bullpen shit the bed last night. hopefully they will avoid the sweep tonight.
here are your highlights from Game 3 of the NBA Finals:
NXT and NXT UK were good yesterday.
The Wrestlers was very good last night.
the USMNT lost to Jamaica last night, 1-0. there's 2 hours i'll never get back in my life.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lip Sync Battle, Life in Pieces and Desus & Mero.
Game 5 of the Stanley Cup Final is tonight. i will probably watch a good amount of that.
so, the WWE is doing Super Showdown tomorrow afternoon on the WWE Network. i think it's around 2 PM or so. my goal is to get the grocery shopping done in the morning so i have a reasonable shot at getting the blog done before the wrestling starts. of course, that also means i need to get to bed before 5 in the morning, which is sadly becoming my new normal.
so yeah, hopefully i will be on here around noon tomorrow and i will already have some shit done.
that's all for me kids. until tomorrow...
un hombre sin hogar me iba a contar el secreto de la vida ... todavía estoy esperando
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:
Japanese Breakfast - Head Over Heels
Dead Man's Bones - My Body's a Zombie for You
Tomasa Del Real w/Eli Fantasy - Braty Puti
Beach Slang - Love My Way
"The task of a writer consists of being able to make something out of an idea." - Thomas Mann
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
my dreams anymore are simply my subconscious simply fucking with me. i'm getting ready to kiss the woman i saw in the grocery store last week and suddenly i'm awake and have to piss. and people wonder why i want to start using drugs again...
the New York Yankees tried their best to piss away last night's game against the White Sox, but thankfully they held on to win 6-5. hopefully they can make it two in a row tonight.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good again last night. i certainly love the push they are giving Samoa Joe. and the women's gauntlet match to end the show was very good.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Deadliest Catch and The Jim Jefferies Show. i'll watch 205 Live on WWE Network sometime tonight.
mom has her first outpatient physical therapy session today. this one is supposed to be a long one since she has questions to answer, paperwork to fill out, etc. i'm planning on bringing along a pen and a little notebook. i usually can bust out 10 or so short poems if everything works out well. i'm going to try to make sure i'm facing a window, just in case.
depending on my laziness, i do have to do the trash here at some point today. i'm guessing there will be plenty of trash next door given that my aunt is now back home with in home care 24/7. i figure i will probably do it all after we get back home. of course, mom was saying something about stopping at the grocery store to pick up some prescriptions, so god knows when we'll actually get back home.
i was up early this morning writing checks. hopefully, i'm up early tomorrow morning deciding where my next round of poetry submissions are going to go. if i do write some good poems later today, i'm guessing that my next submissions are going to be a large one. somewhere around the 20 to 30 poems range.
i need to get going. i have a gnarly ass goatee to clean up and a morning paper to read. i hope this finds everyone generally well or fucking drunk.
be well. be creative. be good. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Japanese Breakfast - Machinist
Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit - Cumberland Gap
John Prine - Some Humans Ain't Human
Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye
"Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you." - Frank O'Hara
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: