Showing posts with label joan rivers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joan rivers. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 8, 2021

a splash of color here and there...

 so, mom finally felt good enough to go out shopping today. it was muggy as fuck outside, so she'll be worthless for the next few days. i could tell while we were shopping for plants that she was really starting to drag. before we went to Lowe's, we went to Shoe Carnival to get her some new shoes. she's lost so much weight, none of her shoes fit anymore. thankfully, we did find two pairs that she really likes. we got a few plants at Lowe's. thankfully, the rain has held off enough that we got everything planted. she likes how it looks, so i'm happy.


here are your highlights from the NHL playoffs last night:





here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:



i thought Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.











enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, NXT, Deadliest Catch and Mr. Inbetween.


i'm sure i'll watch some of the NHL and NBA playoffs tonight.


the Yankees start a series tonight at Minnesota. i hope they win but i won't be shocked when they don't.


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


i have trash to pick up here and next door and dinner to cook, so that's all for me kids.


thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:



until tomorrow...


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


stay socially distant.


get the shot.


mi madre no está envejeciendo con gracia


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:


Roger Waters - The Bravery of Being out of Range (Live)


Alice In Chains - Down In A Hole (Live)


Gov't Mule - War Pigs (Live)


Lou Reed - See That My Grave Is Kept Clean (Live)


"I knew I was an unwanted baby when I saw that my bath toys were a toaster and a radio." 
                                                                                                    - Joan Rivers


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


Monday, June 8, 2015

waiting on a cold front

the rain that was supposed to come yesterday never did. so, the day of agony now becomes another day of agony. it was so hot and humid yesterday, i think both mom and i without saying it to each other, just said fuck it and spent the day in the air conditioning. so, the shit we needed to get done yesterday will have to get done later today. so, that means trips to 3 stores and hopefully i will be back in time to watch the USA women play in the World Cup.

the Yankees won again yesterday, sweeping the Angels 6-2. they are off today. they start a series with the Nationals tomorrow night at home. today happens to be the baseball draft. the Yankees have their highest pick in years. hopefully they get someone who will make an impact soon.

i did watch some of the NBA Finals last night. i have to agree with what Kenny Smith said after the game. LeBron has done more with less than any other player in league history. Cleveland won last night in OT, 95-93. that takes the home court advantage away from Golden State. 3 wins away to witnessing a living deity:


the Sunday night shows were excellent last night. Nurse Jackie was really good. Happyish was excellent. Penny Dreadful had some crazy ass imagery that was awesome. one of the best shows on television by a mile. Silicon Valley was funny. Veep was a little twisted and dry, some good old uncomfortable humor. finally, Last Week Tonight delivered another home run:

i had a hard time falling asleep last night. i thought the bottle of rum i finished off would have put me to sleep. i didn't feel the need to write last night. it was more a few hours of thought. of course, 4 hours later i was up.

a quick music break before we get to today:

after mom gets done with her shower, it's off to the stores. got some shit to return, some shit to buy, and some free birthday shit to pick up as well. we also have to get gas. if all goes well, i'll be back here in time to watch team USA play.

i'm not a big follower of women's soccer but i do support my country in these world events. so, hopefully the ladies can get the job done this time around. they are in the group of death. i figure every American team for the next century will be in the group of death for bringing down FIFA.

after that, it will be time to watch Monday Night Raw. hopefully they have a good show going into the pay per view on Sunday. it's in Columbus. i'm holding out hope i can score some tickets to it. i haven't been to a wrestling show in years.

i figure after some of the late night shows, and hopefully after the cold front has moved through here, i can get some sleep and be (relatively) pain free.

that's all for me today. hopefully the freaks are out today and i have something to write about after my adventure into public today.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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:

Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb (Live)
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - 40 Day Dream
Glass Animals - Gooey
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
The Zombies - Time of the Season

"My best birth control now is just to leave the lights on." - Joan Rivers

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

Thursday, September 4, 2014

let the fun begin

it was nearly 90 degrees today before it was noon. and, of course, i have no clean shorts. at least i had some thin pants i could wear and not be sweltering to death in. i just love when it decides it's going to be summer right when it should be cooling down. i know the damn crops don't need this heat. this is the kind of shit that takes a great harvest to well, what could have been. hopefully it will cool down soon.

the Yankees played like they gave a shit last night, winning 5-1. when they can do that for a few weeks in a row, i'll start giving a shit again.

Big Brother was what i figured it would be last night. hopefully after Nicole gets evicted again tonight, Frankie is the next to go. there's a double eviction tonight, so at least there is hope.

The Bridge was spectacular last night. the violence has really picked up in these last few episodes and next week looks to be even better. best show going today.

tonight is the start of the NFL season. i have no players going tonight, so i'll be in and out of the game all night long. other than Big Brother, tonight i'll be watching Married and You're the Worst on the best network going today, FX.

looks like we're going to have to hit the grocery store here soon. i'm guessing tomorrow, hopefully before the storms come. there's nothing quite like carrying in groceries in a thunderstorm with a bad back. pure fucking joy.

if i do get some time tomorrow, i'm going to get the next batch of poems ready to go out. i really have no clue how many i have to send out. that will kind of determine how many places i send to. and since the fall sports are getting ready to take over my life, my next batch of work will be going out in one of my classic typing at 3 in the morning sessions. as long as the victory beers are flowing, all will be well.

that's all for me today. thanks for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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 my enemies...

music:

Social Distortion - Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell

"You can find my book at your favorite bookstore, and if it isn't there, find a new favorite." - Joan Rivers (June 8, 1933 - September 4, 2014)

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/09/05/arts/television/joan-rivers-dies.html

Sunday, June 8, 2014

when anger and frustration boils over

i have been a sports fan for nearly my entire life. i have seen bad calls go against the teams i root for since birth it feels like. hell, i watched one ref steal an entire series for the Lakers over Sacramento back in the day. and the NBA will never convince anyone that they didn't steal that series. last night was probably the most upset i have been at officiating in my 38 years on earth. when the Rangers get fucked over on 2 blown calls and both times, the puck ends up in the back of their net, it's infuriating. to have it happen in the Stanley Cup Final and cost them a Game 2 they needed to win... let's just say if this was soccer in South America there would be 4 officials that would be murdered by this morning. the sad thing truly is, the officiating has fucking sucked for the entire NHL playoffs. and that's for all the games, not just the ones the Rangers have lost. now, i do know that most people will say this smells like sour grapes, especially given that the Rangers blew 3 different 2 goal leads last night (lost 5-4 in 2OT). and i admit, it probably is. but to see a league fuck over one of the most loyal fan bases on earth, that haven't had a championship, let alone, ANYTHING to celebrate in 20 fucking years so the Kings could win their second title in 3 years is beyond me. i personally hope that the refs return the favor at MSG for games 3 and 4, but i doubt it. and if the horrific officiating continues, i hope the fans march down to the league office in NYC and burn it to the ground.

as you might expect, i haven't had much sleep.

i did manage to find the Yankees game last night on tv. part of the beauty of having the baseball package is i get the games that the rest of the country doesn't. after watching bits and pieces of them losing 8-4, i wish i wouldn't have been able to watch last night. they play again later in the afternoon. i'm hoping my anger leads me to passing out before the game starts.

on the bright side, team USA looked pretty damn good yesterday in beating Nigeria 2-1. i think they may have found the right guys to be the back 6 for the World Cup. and thank god, Jozy Altidore found the net again. hopefully, just in time for some goals in the group of death. here is his second from yesterday:

hopefully they will be ready for Ghana when the World Cup begins. time for some revenge against that country.

on top of all my anger today. 3 of my right toes are killing me. i don't think they are broken and i don't remember kicking anything yesterday, but it is totally a pain i don't need. especially given the fact that is trying to rain today and my back is currently on strike. if there ever was a time to start a heroin addiction...

hopefully i will be in a much better mood by the time the Sunday night shows start. i believe i will start off with the Showtime shows and then flip over to HBO afterwards. i am looking forward to the double episodes of Veep tonight. i believe that is the season finale of it. i could be wrong with that, i don't have time to keep track.

at some point i will flip over to see what is going on in Game 2 of the NBA finals. would be funny if somehow the air conditioning just happens to go out again tonight.

and if i am somehow still awake come late tonight, i might actually try to unleash some words on the page. no guarantee that will happen though. my production tends to slow down in the summer. i tend to like to pretend i have a life during these months. pretend would be the key word there.

i hope this finds everyone in a MUCH better mood than i am. i'll be on here sometime after my trip to the bank tomorrow.

be well. be angry. be the asshole that can make yourself laugh at the misery of others. and be mindful that someone is laughing at you as well.

adios mis amigos

i tried to get creative and tell a story with the titles of the songs below. not too bad. i might try this more often...

music:

The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Shooter Jennings - The Gunslinger
K's Choice - Not an Addict
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Dr. Dog - Shadow People
Pistol Annies - Hell on Heels
INXS - Not Enough Time
XTC - Dear God

"I knew I was an unwanted baby when I saw that my bath toys were a toaster and a radio." - Joan Rivers

Saturday, June 8, 2013

maybe it was the alcohol...

my back felt much better this morning. i'm wondering if it was the victory beer from last night that made the difference. perhaps. it certainly wasn't a good night of sleep, i can tell you that much.

lets start with some good news. team USA had a stunning 2-1 victory last night in Jamaica. the first time they have EVER won there in World Cup Qualifying. and how they won was truly delicious. Brad Evans picked one hell of a time to have his first goal for his country. i would love to post the highlights here but currently YouTube and Blogger seem to be speaking different languages. check out the highlights on YouTube using this link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFVtb4G_pic

i then went from that high to watching the Yankees offense disappear once again and lose 4-1. i would hate to be a pitcher for the team on these kind of nights. when you have to be damn near perfect to even have a chance to win. it's bad enough that the pitcher who won for Seattle won for the first time in 3 fucking years. so much for the winning streak. and of course i'll be watching in a few hours. a glutton for punishment...

i'll be watching if Chicago beats the Kings tonight to set up an original six Stanley Cup Finals. Boston did their part last night sweeping Pittsburgh out of the playoffs. i had a good laugh with the look on the faces of Crosby and Malkin and the rest of those assholes.

i'll probably watch a little horse racing as well later today. no triple crown to win but it should be interesting to see what happens. the favorite should win as it is the horse's home track.

throw in a little ROH this evening and whatever live music i can find on the numerous music channels i have on DIRECTV and i once again have a full plate in front of me.

i did watch most of the women's final at the French Open this morning. mostly because tennis was a sport i loved as a kid and actually excelled at. that usually shocks the shit out of people. and secondly because i have always found Serena Williams to be incredibly sexy. and there is the second shocker to most people; my love of black women. spend most of your schooling in a black school system and you will understand it. too many fond memories to simply turn my back on or ignore.

a pretty cloudy day here so far. it's not supposed to rain, but i don't trust the fuckers who do the weather here for anything.

and lastly, my mother's birthday gifts came in well before amazon.com said they would. that company continues to outperform my expectations time after time.

i hope everyone is in the middle of a great weekend. or at least with a cold drink in your hand and not one single care in your mind.

music today:

Icona Pop - Iconic EP
Daft Punk - Random Access Memories
Emeli Sande - Our Version Of Events

"It's so long since I've had sex I've forgotten who ties up who." - Joan Rivers