Showing posts with label joe cocker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joe cocker. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 3, 2024

been a long day...

 for some damn reason, i was up at 6:30 this morning. i didn't want to be, i know that for sure. i had to get mom up at 9 so she would ready for her hair appointment this afternoon. i dropped her off there and went to the bank to make a deposit. after i did that, i went to Meijer to look for some baseball cards. my goal was to spend under $40. i got 4 packs and some NBA cards for $32. sadly, there wasn't much good in the packs. of course, that is the danger of buying retail. after that, i went back to where mom was getting her hair cut. she must have had around 6 inches cut off. i told her that should feel much better in this heat. once she paid, we went to Kroger, which is basically across the street. she had pills ready and so did i. i thought i was going to get a better discount on the Rybelsus. the first two times i got it, it was $74. this time, it was $237. as i told my mother, ah, capitalism. so, instead of $300 off like the first two times, this time was around $130. sadly, nothing surprises me anymore. this was mom's first time in Kroger since they had remodeled. i think she could tell i was being honest when i told her it would be sensory overload her first time in there. we went back home and i finally had some lunch; roughly 8 hours after i had breakfast. 


the Yankees won last night at Texas, 8-4. hopefully, they will do it again tonight.



Name That Tune was good last night.


Monday Night Raw was very good last night.






enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









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


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


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




i have no clue what i'm going to do for dinner tonight.


i need to go ice my back down.


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.


Ha sido un día largo


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:


Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood


The Pharcyde - Passin' Me By


Parker Woodland - Ladder at Your Window


Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes


Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man (Live)


"The visionary starts with a clean sheet of paper, and re-imagines the world." - Malcolm Gladwell


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


Tuesday, October 29, 2019

at least my range of motion is better...

the physical therapist said today that i was really tight, especially in my traps. he asked if i get any headaches, which i don't. he asked in a way that he thought since i was so tight i would have them all the time. good times. my range of motion is better since last week, so that's good. after my session, i went to the Meijer store down the street to pick up a few things. $60 later, i was on my way home. of course, nearly got into an accident because some fucking teenagers don't know how a 4 way stop works. i came so close to just following them and scaring them to death. but i didn't. and people wonder why i don't want to own a gun.

the series finale of The Deuce was excellent last night. the final scene had me in tears.

Monday Night Raw had a few good moments last night. as for the rest of it, i should have just gone to sleep.

The Voice was pretty good last night. the battle rounds are finally over and now it's on to the knockouts.

Desus & Mero was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, Total Divas, Mr. Mercedes, Mayans M.C. and The Jim Jefferies Show.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Tampa Bay. i'm not sure how much of the game i'm going to watch.

it's been a dreary fucking day today, so my arthritis has been driving me fucking crazy. joy.

and of course, it's supposed to start raining soon and i need to pick up the fucking trash.

so, that's all for me kids. i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

until then...

la tecnología será la muerte de todos nosotros

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:

Jason Isbell - Cover Me Up
Bryan Adams - Thought I'd Died and Gone to Heaven
Chris Isaak - Wicked Game
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes

"There are no mistakes, only happy accidents." - Bob Ross

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

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

now the fun begins...

when i started hearing the reports last night that the New York Yankees were on the verge of trading for Zach Britton, i was not surprised. the market for starting pitchers sucks at the moment, so you might as well get the best reliever available. and when i saw the Yankees were giving up 3 prospects that they might have lost anyway in the winter because of the glut of pitching they have that has to be put on the 40 man roster, the trade made even more sense. throw in the fact Britton will be pitching for a new contract since it's his free agent year, i'm really hoping the Yankees are one piece closer to winning it all this year.

as for the game last night, Masahiro Tanaka threw a 3 hit complete game gem and the Yankees defeated Tampa 4-0. they will go for the series win this afternoon.

Smackdown was really good last night.

205 Live was excellent last night.

Miz and Mrs was hilarious last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was great last night.

Fuck That's Delicious was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and Lucha Underground. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

Manchester United plays late tonight against AC Milan. it would be nice to actually see them win on this preseason tour of the USA.

i'm planning on doing my laundry this afternoon while the baseball game is on. that way i will have it all hopefully done before this evening.

the woman from Italy contacted me this morning. when i told her it just felt like she was running a scam, she didn't react the way i thought she would if she wasn't. that alone tells me i made the right choice. so i figure i'm going to spend most of today beating myself up for being fucking stupid.

that's all for me kids. until tomorrow...

moriré pobre y feliz, con mi dedo medio en el aire

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:

Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - Beautiful Loser (Live)
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Grant Lee Buffalo - Honey Don't Think
Ray LaMontagne - It's Always Been You

"Age does not bring you wisdom, age brings you wrinkles." - Estelle Getty

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

Thursday, July 28, 2016

apparently, my pain radius is around 100 miles or so

i tossed and turned all night long last night. i couldn't get my back into a comfortable position for most of it. my arthritis was killing me. i figured it had to be raining. when i finally got up, it wasn't raining at all. that rain was down in southern Ohio/northern Kentucky. so i'm guessing if i have to move somewhere so i don't feel the pain of rain coming and going, i'll be going to a desert somewhere. good times.

the New York Yankees pissed away a golden chance yesterday to gain ground in the playoff race by losing to Houston 4-1. in other words, they went back to reality. they are off tonight. they start a series in that dump in Tampa tomorrow.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. i knew Michelle had won the VETO comp, but i was more impressed with how she did it. i'm pretty sure Frank will be evicted tonight, unless the producers decide to pull some bullshit.

Tyrant was excellent last night. the show is incredibly real at times, especially with the drone attacks and the deaths of children, etc. i was stunned by the end of the show, but i should have seen it coming.

NXT was great last night. i love that they have set up Samoa Joe vs. Nakamura for the next Takeover event in Brooklyn. dream match alert. plus, it was so cool to watch Ibushi make his NXT debut.

CWC was excellent last night as well. i really enjoyed watching Zack Sabre, Jr. wrestle. he is fucking amazing.

Any Given Wednesday was pretty funny last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother and Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll.

i will say one thing, the man can give a speech:

i listened to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. it was a classic interview with Michael Cole, plus a recap from the world of wrestling. check it out by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2016/7/28/wrestling-podcast-92-michael-cole

if i would have felt better today, i'm sure i would have at least started my laundry. i still have two toilets to clean. good times.

at least the fucking weekend is closer to being here.

i hope this finds everyone hoping that the political season would already be over.

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: (look for the creative poem boys and girls)

Fantastic Negrito - Lost in a Crowd
Kid Rock - Only God Knows Why
The Replacements - I'll Be You
Valerie June - Pushin' Against A Stone
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes

"I want to live my life, not record it." - Jackie Kennedy

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

Monday, May 30, 2016

happy memorial day...

first off, a happy memorial day to everyone that has served our country... regardless of my feelings about war or government or other bullshit about this country, i will always honor your service, commitment and ultimate sacrifice for this nation.

it's going to be another hot one day. i think they said it was going to be in the 80's. it's not so much that but the 90% humidity that has me feeling like i'm in hell. plus, my stomach isn't feeling great (i'm guessing a bad salad is the culprit) and i know if i go outside i will shit all over myself. enjoy that visual.

the New York Yankees only got 1 hit yesterday. thankfully, it was a 2 run home run to help win the game in Tampa 2-1. that was the first time they have won a game with 1 hit since 1914. they start a series tonight in Toronto.

the Sunday night shows were good last night. House of Lies was hilarious. Silicon Valley was very funny. Veep was excellent, mostly for using the word cunt countless number of times last night. and finally, Penny Dreadful was simply fucking amazing. the ending was a tension filled holy shit moment that was great. i simply love this show.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight. i will be watching Monday Night Raw and some stuff on WWE Network afterwards. John Cena comes back tonight, so i'm getting my voice ready to boo the shit out of him.

if i do have a Memorial Day tradition, it's watching the NCAA Men's College Lacrosse finals. that happens this afternoon.

i believe the Stanley Cup Final starts tonight and there is Game 7 between Golden State and OKC tonight as well. i will probably be in and out of those games most of the night.

i listened to the latest Sam and Cathy podcast this morning. a very interesting one that i highly recommend.
you can find it by going here: http://notsam.com/srshow/2016/5/30/sam-cathy-013-imacro

i did see where Marcus Rashford signed a new deal with Manchester United today. that made me extremely happy. hopefully Mourinho plays him and he continues to score at will.

i hope everyone that is observing Memorial Day today has a good one. for those of you outside of the USA, i hope you enjoy your Monday.

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:

Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around with Jim
Johnny Cash - Hurt
Jimi Hendrix - Machine Gun (Live)

"The snake will always bite back." - Jake Roberts

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

Saturday, February 21, 2015

hello snow, how are you?

i woke up at 5:30 this morning to a few inches of snow. after a long piss, i thought sleep would be the best thing for me. back up at 8 and guess what... even more fucking snow. the beauty is there is still more to come. and then maybe some rain, then freezing rain, and then sunshine. good thing i didn't have plans to move shit today or anything. fuck me.

the New York Rangers got scored on early again last night. i felt bad for their rookie goalie making his debut. thankfully, that was all Buffalo did all night long. the Rangers were dominant for most of the game, getting a much needed 3-1 victory. here are some highlights from the win:

NJPW was excellent last night. anytime i get to watch Shinsuke Nakamura wrestle, i am happy.

Treehouse Masters was very good as well last night.

Manchester United plays at Swansea here in a little bit. i would love to see United get a very good win today, but i'm a realist, so however they fucking get the 3 points, i'll be happy.

later today the Dayton Flyers play at Duquesne. i'm a little worried about the quick turnaround from the last game, but hopefully Dayton can pull it out.

after that, i suppose i'll be shoveling snow, feeding cats, and packing more shit into boxes. fun times.

late tonight i'll definitely be watching the new episode of ROH, that is if i can stay awake for it. just a few short weeks away from finally having a DVR.

i figure i'll also watch some hockey tonight and some college basketball. and maybe some shows from somewhere where it is hot this time of year. i'm slowly getting tired of that heater smell.

that's all for me today. i guess i should eat some breakfast before the game starts.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. do something fun. send me money. thanks again 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...

music:

Alex Clare - Too Close
Lords of Acid - Pussy
Sia - Breathe Me
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Tricky - Aftermath

"Find out what you're afraid of and go live there." - Chuck Palahniuk


Wednesday, February 4, 2015

in a constant dream/nightmare...

it seems like my old ass can't stay up past midnight anymore. if life truly begins at 40, then i guess at 39 i'm regressing back to the embryo. i'm chalking it up to the two victory beers. but, my tolerance hasn't got that soft, has it? i guess the birthday party i'm going to this weekend will truly let me know. it's been so long since i've been drunk in public. maybe i'll have to just let loose.

i heard from the muse last night. it's always good to hear her voice although i know any call out of the blue from her means chaos has taken place. this was no different. maybe one day she'll enjoy the quiet life with some crazy poet in Ohio that loves her.

i also heard from my friend in California this morning. she's doing much better it seems.

i start getting poems published left and right and people start contacting me. the world is a funny fucking place at times.

tonight is a bit of a clusterfuck for me. Lucha Underground and the New York Rangers game will be on at the same time. the Rangers starting goalie is out with headaches from the shot he took to the throat two games ago. i fear that he has a concussion. hopefully. he doesn't. i guess we'll see just how good the backup really is now. New York is playing Boston tonight. it will be a tough game.

as for Lucha Underground, i think this is going to be yet another good episode. as one friend put it on Google+ recently, it's a great time to be a wrestling fan.

for those that are interested, i'm doing much better dealing with my shoulder pain. i'm still sleeping in the damn chair, but at least i'm getting just as much sleep as i got in my bed. i do try to get in my bed a little each day. mostly to stretch and jerk off.

enjoy that visual.

there is supposedly some snow moving in here tonight and then it's going to get cold. some genius on the television today said that the teens were bitter cold. i laughed. the teens around here is called winter. get to -30 to -40 and then you have bitter cold. i'm becoming the bitter old man, i can feel it.

i'll be on here sometime tomorrow. thanks again 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...

music:

Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash - Poor Man's Son
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man
Wolfmother - White Unicorn
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine

"If they play dirty, then you play dirty." - Lawrence Taylor

Monday, December 22, 2014

say hello to stress for me

i spent most of last night beating myself up over fantasy football decisions and rejected poems. it's such a lovely disease being a frustrated genius. but, god once again got his way as i have spent most of today being his court jester. nothing quite like getting the shits on the hour for 3 straight hours before it finally stops. as i jokingly said to myself as i was secretly wishing for my death... what better way to break in some new underwear.

thankfully, after a long shower, i do feel a little better. not sure if it was something i ate, or stress, or impending doom. whatever the fuck it was, hopefully it has passed.

the meeting with the nutritionist that mom wanted to drag me to today got cancelled this morning. as happy as i was about that, i definitely wanted to spend my afternoon doing something else than sitting on the toilet.

i'm trailing by 9 points in my fantasy football championship game. i do have a WR for Denver going tonight, that is IF he plays. i'll be glued to this fucking computer to see if he does or not. of course, if i would have played the defense i had on my bench that scored 24 more points than the one i started (thanks Arizona), i would have already won this damn thing. so, it's most likely going to be one of these nights where i will basically chew my nails down to blood. good times.

the New York Rangers won again yesterday, 1-0. that's six wins in a row. i got to see the first two periods of the game. from what it sounded like, i didn't miss much in the third. they play a huge game tomorrow night against Washington. here are the highlights from last night:

the finales on Showtime last night were interesting to me. Homeland had been so damn good this season and then the finale was fucking boring as hell. more of a mind fuck than it really needed to be. on the other hand, The Affair was really fucking good. plenty of sex and violence and crazy enough storytelling that i'm really looking forward to the next season.

i saw where there was a shooting at the closest mall to me over the weekend. a teenager thought he was going to get some new Air Jordans off of a guy that just bought them in the store. little did the teenager know, the guy he was trying to steal from had a gun on him as well. the kicker to the story is the guy who has a legal concealed weapon permit was carrying inside of the mall, which is illegal. so now the teenager is dead and the guy that shot him is probably going to get in trouble for having the gun at the mall, but probably not for shooting the teenager. it's good to see that people are still getting into crazy shit over sneakers like they did when i was a child. always important than some traditions never end.

and on that uplifting note, i bid you a fond farewell. i'll be on here sometime tomorrow afternoon. we have a basketball game tomorrow night. that should be interesting as the weather is supposed to get fucking crazy around that time as well.

thanks again 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...

music:

Exitmusic - The Cold
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble
JJ Grey & Mofro - This River
Gov't Mule - Wish You Were Here (Live)
Joe Cocker - When The Night Comes

"Hope is but the dream of those who wake." - Matthew Prior

rest in peace... your voice will never be forgotten  (May 20, 1944 - December 22, 2014)