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Sunday, January 9, 2022

and finally, the rain has stopped...

 it rained most of the night. it started as freezing rain and then changed over to just rain. i tossed and turned all damn night. joy.


the Dayton Flyers whipped George Washington yesterday, 83-58. they play Saint Louis at home on Tuesday night.




the New York Rangers dominated Anaheim last night, winning 4-1. they outshot them 40-14 in the game. that was a joy to watch.







AEW Battle of the Belts was good last night.



Austin City Limits was excellent last night.






here are your NBA highlights from last night:



i did catch a little of both NFL games yesterday.






enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Power Book II: Ghost, Yellowjackets, the finale of Dexter: New Blood, euphoria and two episodes of The Righteous Gemstones.


the New Orleans Saints play at Atlanta today. if they win and the Rams beat the 49ers, the Saints are in the playoffs.



i need to go vacuum the house. we did get all the Christmas decorations down yesterday. i got most of it in these 3 plastic red and green containers. that makes it really easy to find the shit in the garage when i need to.


i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow before i take mom to the doctor's office. her physical therapist told her she needs to get evaluated before she can get back into physical therapy. the bruises on mom's face don't look good. 


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.


algunas personas no entienden lo que sucede cuando quemo el puente


be well. 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:


Scary Hotel - In Between Days


LONE WOLF - EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD


Lindsay Jordan - Trust in Tequila


The Armed - Adult Swim Festival '21 (Live)


Creedence Clearwater Revival - Born On The Bayou (Live at Woodstock)


"Action is the antidote to despair." - Joan Baez


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



Saturday, January 9, 2021

welcome to the weekend...

 so, i was hoping the package i was expecting to get today was going to be in the mail this morning. of course, it wasn't. it's supposed to be here by 9 PM tonight. i'm guessing i'll actually get it on Monday knowing the post office in this town. 


the Dayton Flyers are driving me nuts this year. they defeated Davidson last night, 89-78 in OT. that being said, the game never should have got to overtime. if you are up 3 with 12 seconds to go and have fouls to give, you have to fucking foul. instead, Dayton let them tie the game and send it to overtime. for all the NBA experience Anthony Grant has, he couldn't coach himself out of a fucking paper bag. thankfully, Jalen Crutcher showed up last night and scored a career high 29 points. i did like that they went small yesterday. the offense has more flow when they do that.


Smackdown and 205 Live were both really good last night.









last night was Alex Trebek's last episode of Jeopardy!. it was a fitting send off to be honest and i am glad i recorded it. hopefully, it will stay on my DVR forever.



enjoy some music:





and now some of this and that:








on the DVR tonight will be ROH, Austin City Limits and The King of Staten Island. 


i do plan on watching most of the NFL playoff games today. the Colts play the Bills. the Rams play the Seahawks. and Tampa Bay plays Washington.


Manchester United plays Watford today in the FA Cup. i'm hoping this is a game they can rest some players and still win. at least, it should be that type of game.


i should be on here tomorrow in the morning, hopefully.


i hope everyone has a great Saturday.


until tomorrow kids...


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck donald trump.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


wear your mask.


al menos hoy salió el sol


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:


The Black Crowes - Charming Mess


The Ragged Jubilee - Can't Stop Loving You


Cowboy Junkies - The Water Is Wide


Prince -  I Could Never Take The Place Of Your Man


"Action is the antidote to despair." - Joan Baez


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




Thursday, January 9, 2020

well, i'm officially old now...

when i got home from the eye doctor, all my mother could do was laugh. i was more frustrated than anything. my eye doctor told me that i could keep my glasses the same as he couldn't change them the way they needed to be and make my vision closer way worse. so i told him fuck it, let's go ahead with the bifocals and get my eyes used to them now. i'm under no delusion my vision is going to get better as i get older. now comes the part where i wonder why the fuck did i get eye insurance. i picked out some new eyeglasses and sunglasses and they came up to a little under $800. fuck me. it's obvious all i'm paying for is the name on them. i should get them in about 2 weeks. i'll be 44 by then. joy.

i should have known today was going to be like this. i had 3 shits before 10 AM. the last one being right as i was getting myself wet in the shower. and people wonder why i often dream about dying.

Jeopardy! Greatest of All Time was excellent last night. i'll be watching again tonight.

NXT was really good last night.

AEW was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Jeopardy! Greatest of All Time, Young Sheldon, The Unicorn, Perfect Harmony and Will & Grace. i already watched NXT UK this afternoon. it was a show hyping their Takeover event this Sunday.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against New Jersey. The Prince is starting again tonight. i really hope the Rangers win again.

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

i need to go figure out what we're having for dinner tonight, so that's all for me kids.

until tomorrow...

nunca quise ser el viejo

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:

Grouplove - Deleter
MGMT - Time to Pretend
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - This Life
Buddy Guy - Done Got Old

"Action is the antidote to despair." - Joan Baez

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

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

with some snowflakes in the air...

so, it did cold as hell, sort of, and there was a little snow overnight. none of it stuck anywhere, but there were some snowflakes in the air this morning when i was picking up our trash can. obviously, the wind didn't die down like the news said it would.

i did send out 29 poems this morning. 10 to Dodging The Rain (already rejected), 6 to Record Magazine, 5 each to The Dope Fiend Daily and Synchronized Chaos and 3 poems to Nine Muses Poetry. when i get back the verdicts on the submissions, i will pass them along.

the New York Rangers lost last night, 4-2 in Las Vegas. they played a little better last night, but not nearly well enough to win.

i thought Smackdown was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Masked Singer and You're The Worst. i'll watch NXT, NXT UK and 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the Dayton Flyers play tonight at George Washington. Dayton hasn't won there since 2009. a victory tonight would almost make believe that they have a chance to win the A10 this year. i'll have to listen to the game tonight as i don't have the ESPN+ package.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

have a good one kids.

nunca me gustó el sabor del rechazo

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:

Morgane & Chris Stapleton - You Are My Sunshine
Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
Dave Matthews Band w/Warren Haynes - Cortez the Killer (Live)

"Action is the antidote to despair." - Joan Baez

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

Monday, January 9, 2017

i guess i'm too bitter to be naive

i really have no clue why it took my uncle's family so god damn long to get him into hospice. was it that they were too fucking naive about cancer and death? were they so fucking selfish that they had to have him at home? it never made any damn sense to me, but it was never my place to say anything. so my uncle went to hospice yesterday. they cleaned him up and 10 minutes later he was dead. i figured his goal was to make it to Christmas and since he achieved that, it shouldn't be too long... the service is on Wednesday. i'm not looking forward to it. my uncle died without ever knowing what one his daughters did to me. now, i put that on my mother since she chose to not tell anyone about it. so, there's an ocean of feelings for me going into this one. i respected my mother's wishes of not telling him myself, but now i get to spend a funeral where the cousin that molested me will be just a few feet away. the stages of grief, they are all fucked up for me. i went a quarter century not being around my uncle, always thinking that my mother and father had told him why. and then to think that we moved next door to him so he could live out his final days around his sister. i have no fucking clue if we are staying here or not now. i was thinking in the car today that there's probably only 5% of me that's left that doesn't want to die. i have no fucking clue how much longer i can live for that 5%. and i know damn well Wednesday is going to be a shit show where i'm supposed to have a brave face on and not embarrass anyone or make a scene. it's not easy for me to swallow everything that has happened to me and pretend it never fucking existed in the first place. it's even harder when you know the people that are supposed to love you simply don't give a shit. and to think all i ever really wanted was for someone to say i'm sorry. nearly 35 years later, i doubt sorry fucking cuts it now. and when i've exhausted the poems about it, where the fuck do i go from there? so yeah, the funeral will be on Wednesday. i'll be highly medicated.
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i thought The Golden Globes was pretty good last night. being a very liberal person, i enjoyed all the shots at the incoming king. i would say president, but i know better. i was really happy for Donald Glover. i thought Atlanta was a really amazing show. the two awards last night proved it.

The Affair was a bit of a holy fuck episode last night.

the football games went how i expected them to last night. next week's games should be better.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

sure, i know Alabama is playing Clemson tonight for the national championship. if Ohio State was playing, i'd be watching. i suppose the football game will be on during commercials.

i did write 7 poems today, shocker. i certainly wasn't in the mood to type them up. maybe i'll do that later tonight.

i got the artwork i ordered from Etsy today. it's fucking awesome. here's a link to the shop:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/JamesLinckeCreations

i went to the grocery store this afternoon, mostly just to get out of the damn house. for most of the time i was in the store, i was sort of like a zombie. but then i happened to turn up an aisle and be behind this beautiful black woman wearing tight sweatpants. something about watching as ass shake that snaps you right out of being a zombie. yes, the poem is already written.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays. and i will probably have some more poems written and all of them typed up (hopefully).

my mom is depressed, which i completely understand. as i wrote today, sometimes when we grow old we enter a perpetual state of grief. i'm only 40, so i don't know if there's any fucking way out of it yet.

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:

Fitz & The Tantrums - Songs for a Breakup: Volume 1 EP
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Burning Rome
Red Wanting Blue - My Name Is Death (Live)
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"I've never been an optimist." - Joan Baez

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

Saturday, January 9, 2016

these are the days my 8 year old self was trying to warn me about

it was actually pretty warm this morning, nearly 50 degrees. of course, it was also really damp and just nasty out. i figured i better take advantage and get the damn Christmas lights down. they are saying we're going to get snow by tomorrow night. sure, why not. i also made sure to feed the birds as i figured they will panic if it does snow.

then my clusterfuck afternoon could begin. first up was Manchester United. i was really hoping that the last game was a sign that they had turned the corner and was going to play attractive attacking football/soccer from now on. fuck me, i was wrong. in one of the most boring games of this season, and that's saying something given how fucking boring they have been this season, United went to stoppage time at 0-0. unbelievably, a defender from Sheffield United took down Memphis in the box and Manchester United was given a chance to win that they absolutely did not deserve. don't get me wrong, it was a penalty kick for sure, but the boys didn't do a fucking positive thing in this game. Wayne Rooney buried the pk and Manchester United moves on to the 4th round of the FA Cup. thank god there won't be a replay of this boring ass game.

next up was the New York Rangers. they were trailing Washington by 2 goals going into the 3rd period. i was very happy to see the Rangers show a little fucking pride and score 3 goals to take the lead in the 3rd. and then with 5 seconds left, Washington tied the game. ok, shit happens. at least they will get a point out of the game. the Rangers had a glorious chance to win in OT, but Holtby made a save on Stepan and of course, that fucking asshole Ovechkin took it the length of the ice to score the game winner. well, at least he won't score his 500th goal against us. Rangers lose 4-3.

and that brings me to the Dayton Flyers. Dayton was up early on LaSalle 13-4 and i was thinking good, the boys are on a mission in this game. fuck me, i was wrong again. Dayton missed shot after shot and crumbled down the stretch. i guess the curse of being ranked strikes again. Dayton loses at LaSalle (who was 4-8 by the way, 7 straight losses) 61-57.

needless to say, i'm going to be fucking pissed for the rest of the day and probably the rest of the fucking weekend now.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

tonight on the DVR will be Austin City Limits and ROH.

i did watch Undateable last night. it was fucking hilarious.

not sure if i'm going to watch playoff football the rest of the day or watch Lemmy's funeral on YouTube. they are streaming his funeral service, which is incredibly cool.

i will be on here sometime tomorrow morning probably, as i figure i have a ton of laundry and writing to do tomorrow. and if it does snow, i might have to break out the shovel. always fun for a bad back.

hope this finds everyone in a better mood than i am. it shouldn't be that hard.

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:

Slayer - Seasons in the Abyss
Metallica - Bleeding Me
The Jesus and Mary Chain - Reverence

"I've never been an optimist." - Joan Baez

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