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Tuesday, April 18, 2023

time to grow the playoff beard...

 if all goes well, i won't be shaving again until sometime in June. now, i started doing this back in the 90's and got to see one glorious run to the Stanley Cup in 1994. the beard i can grow now is light years better than what i could grow back then. that is saying something since i have been shaving since the age of 12. so, i hope tonight the New York Rangers start the journey to winning another Stanley Cup.




here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:




the NBA playoffs were good last night:





the NHL playoffs were excellent last night:






The Voice was very good last night.







That's My Jam was hilarious last night.





Perry Mason was very good last night. the season finale is next week.


Monday Night Raw was excellent last night.














enjoy some music:







and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Deadliest Catch and MLW.


the New York Yankees start a series tonight at home against the Angels.


the New York Rangers play at New Jersey for Game 1 of their series tonight.




the New York Knicks play Game 2 tonight at Cleveland. 


i'm sure i will watch some of the other games tonight as well.


i did write 3 poems today while mom was in physical therapy. i also made a trip to the bank when she was in there. mom is really feeling better so i am giving her more room to be an individual. i know how much she appreciates that.


a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:








i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.


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.


El tiempo es ahora


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:


Little Dragon - Slugs of Love


Lucrecia Dalt - Contenida


Verde Prato - Nina Sonando


Solid Lines - Solid Lines


Jen Cloher - Alien Telephone


"I write it to get it out of me. I don't write it to remember it." - Kathy Acker


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





Sunday, April 29, 2018

it's always fun to win at the death...

i'm not sure why it has to be this way with Manchester United, but it does. they will simply sleepwalk through games sometimes and it will usually take the other team scoring to wake them the fuck up. that pretty much sums up today's game against Arsenal. a 2-1 victory that United definitely needed but probably didn't deserve. oh well. it ensures that Arsenal will not finish in the top 4 and that United will. now United needs 4 points from their last 3 games to clinch a second place finish in the league. Pogba scored in the first half and Fellaini scored the winner in injury time.

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

the New York Yankees scored early and often last night against the Angels. they won the game 11-1. they were up 10-0 after the second inning. they will go for the sweep tonight.

here are your highlights from the NHL and NBA playoffs last night:

ROH was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of Homeland, Billions, Barry, Silicon Valley, Westworld and Drop the Mic.

i will probably watch some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight as well. i'm currently watching Game 7 between Cleveland and Indiana as i'm writing this.

i'm not sure what to make of what the New Orleans Saints did in the NFL draft this year. i think they stretched a bit too far for some players, but only time will truly tell.

i didn't see any frost this morning, but i know it did get down into the 30's last night. amazingly, i think i almost slept 6 hours, without alcohol.

i hope everyone had a good Saturday. hopefully, what's left of your Sunday will be even better.

acepta el dolor y abraza lo desconocido

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:

Father John Misty - Just Dumb Enough to Try
Todd Snider - East Nashville Skyline
Birds of Chicago - American Flowers
Jen Cloher - Regional Echo
John Prine - Summer's End

"Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it." - Rod McKuen

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