i just got back from getting some prescriptions from Kroger. i finally got mom to start taking her medications again. i think she is a little frightened at just how fragile her mental health is anymore. i chuckled and said you should see it from this side. she hugged me and said i'm sure you can't wait until i die. i told her no, i just know it will happen one day. and it will happen when it is your time. so yeah, another uplifting day here in the house of apathy.
here are your links for this day of Black History Month:
if that title has you puzzled, this is the song i was thinking of:
i do nothing but toss and turn at night these days. i try to write out the pain and nothing comes. i guess i'm trying to get water from a rock again. i know there is rain on the way. my back told me that as soon as i got out of bed. joy.
here are your videos for this day of Black History Month:
Monday Night Raw was good last night.
The Voice was good last night. hopefully, it will be tonight as well.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, NXT and two episodes of Shogun.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Davidson. hopefully, they will find a way to win tonight.
the "experts" say the weather could get crazy tonight. possible tornados i guess. good times.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done and after Manchester United plays in the FA Cup.
i need to get going on dinner and get the trash picked up.
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.
Se siente como si la muerte estuviera a la vuelta de la esquina.
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:
Craig Mack - Flava In Ya Ear (Remix)
Day Soul Exquisite - Mosaic
The KVB - Labryrinths
Tiger's Eye - Goodbye Again
Public Enemy - Shut Em Down
"A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ." - John Steinbeck
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i think i got around 6 hours of sleep last night. i'm not quite sure if this is how you feel when refreshed or not. but, i don't have any time to ponder such matters. mom has physical therapy this afternoon and i will have time for that then.
i thought Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i did enjoy Roman Reigns calling out Brock Lesnar. that was some of his best mic work in a long time. and it does appear that they are going to have Kurt Angle and Ronda Rousey wrestling together at WrestleMania against HHH and Stephanie McMahon. as long as they continue to paint Ronda as the bad ass and then follow through with it, this should be fine. and if they are going to have a triple threat match for the Intercontinental Championship (Rollins, Balor and The Miz), i know which match will steal the show. all in all, it was a good show.
The Voice started back up last night. i think i am really going to enjoy Kelly Clarkson this season.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Baskets, Hate Thy Neighbor and The Voice. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i will be bringing my little notebook with me to mom's physical therapy this afternoon. if i can write 5 more poems, that will give me 50 for the month. that would be my highest output that i can remember in years.
and i think she wants to go out to eat after her therapy session, so i have no damn clue where we're going to go. thankfully, there will be plenty of options.
i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. hopefully it will be after typing up a few poems.
have a good day kids.
disfruta de un poco de sol con un vaso de algo fuerte en tu mano
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:
Buddy Guy - Baby Please Don't Leave Me
Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy (Live)
Gary Clark Jr. - Our Love (Live)
"A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ." - John Steinbeck
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
when i got ready to go to the basketball game this morning, i was feeling pretty good. mom and i got to the game in plenty of time, so we got a really good parking spot. and for once, i actually remembered my sunglasses as the sun was really shining today. when i saw Kendall Pollard actually dressed and taking shots, i felt like today was going to be a really good day. and then i noticed the clock above one of the big screens in the arena. it was working again. it had been out for weeks. i jokingly said to my mother, oh shit, they fixed the clock, Dayton is going to lose today. this is the part of the story where i apologize for always being right. Dayton got punched in the face by a depleted Rhode Island team and never really fucking responded. sure, they made a desperate run in the second half and actually showed signs of urgency, but they never had the lead once in the entire fucking game. AT HOME. how the fuck does that happen? sure, the officials stunk and blew about 8 moving screens on Rhode Island that were never called... at least the Flyers coach apologized to the fans after the game. that's two losses at home in a row in front of sell out crowds. with the 75-66 loss, they more or less pissed away any chance of winning the regular season title and are quickly playing themselves out of the NCAA tournament.
i told mom i didn't want to go out to eat after the game. the mood i was in was not a good one. i told her if someone said the right words i would just go ahead and tell her to call the attorney now, because i'm going to need him. she knew i wasn't kidding. we got some food at a fast food place and went home.
we were done eating in time to watch the New York Rangers play at Dallas. the Rangers frustrate the living shit out of me by not shooting the puck enough. you can't have 5 fucks on the ice that all want to pass. once again, they were badly out shot. once again, The King saved the day. the Rangers won a wild game 3-2 with a late goal in the 3rd period from Kevin Klein. apparently he should have broken his thumb earlier in the year as that is his 4th goal i believe since the thumb was broken. i really hope the Rangers do something good at the trade deadline. nearly all the teams they could end up facing in the playoffs have already made moves to make themselves better. the Rangers don't play again until after the trade deadline on Monday.
in a little poetry news, i heard back from Misty at Pink Litter on my poetry submission from last December. she decided to pass on the poems i sent and challenged me to send her a poem i don't want anyone to see. too bad i'm not a young punk at this and need the motivation.
Treehouse Masters was pretty good last night. it was kind of interesting to see how someone else goes about building a treehouse.
VICE was really good last night.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Austin City Limits and ROH.
i'm not sure what i'm going to do with the rest of the evening. i probably should do some writing, but i won't. i should do some angry art, but i won't. i'll probably just end up watching some hockey and maybe take a nap. it seems i drink liquor for the same reason i used to smoke pot in high school. to sleep better. maybe one of these days it will actually work.
i did listen to another Sam Roberts podcast this morning. this was from his show on SiriusXM.
i highly recommend you listen to it. go to notsam.com for more info.
i will be on here tomorrow after the Manchester United game with Arsenal. i really hope i'm in a better mood than i am right now.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. call if you need bail money.
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:
Morphine - Cure For Pain
Gary Jules - Mad World
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
"A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ." - John Steinbeck
and your whatever the fuck i want you to see video of the day:
i was in a pretty good mood last night. the Yankees had a comeback victory, Monday Night Raw was pretty good, The Voice was pretty good as well, and i was halfway through my victory beer when i turned on the news. all the tornado coverage just drained me. so, i got on the computer to check my email and i saw that Ray Manzarek had died.
that brought back a flood of memories of being a teen, either locked in my room or down in the basement, just listening to The Doors for hours upon hours. nothing quite like reality slapping you right in the fucking face and turning that victory beer into one of sorrow.
the Yankees had a very nice 6-4 come from behind victory last night. the kind of victory i really love. piss away a lead, look like you are going to lose, get a big home run to tie it up (Travis Hafner), get great pitching from the bullpen and then win it in extra innings. i love the make up of this team so far. they definitely give off the smell that nothing is going to keep them from getting the job done. and since they are doing it with a bunch of guys no one wanted, that makes each win a little sweeter.
i thought that most of the performances i saw last night on The Voice were pretty solid. if i had to pick the 2 i would send home tonight, i would have to go with the male model from team Usher and Kris Thomas from team Shakira. the only one i really hope i am right on is the male model. he totally sucks. hopefully the teenage girls weren't voting with their libidos again this week.
as for Monday Night Raw, i was really pleased when the "new" Paul Heyman guy was revealed to be Curtis Axel. i was scared they were going to go with blasts from the past that have already seen the top of the mountain. they instead went with a talent they have misused for years now. i'm really looking forward to seeing where that goes. helps that HHH and The Rock both love the guy and want him to succeed. that should help, no doubt. plus, any show where i don't see any John Cena and get The Shield for what seemed like over 30 minutes, i'm all for. i'm interested to see where they are going with the HHH concussion angle that ended the show last night. i'm sure it will tie into the money the company just donated and probably Vince and Stephanie getting more air time, but i don't want to shit all over it just yet.
as for tonight, i could use the Elvis wall of televisions. the Yankees play at 7. the New York Rangers and their absolutely MUST WIN game 3 starts at 7:30. the episode of Deadliest Catch i missed from last week starts at 8, with the new episode at 9, and The Voice comes on at 9. i think the Yankees might get the short stick tonight, all depending on how the Rangers play. if they are shitting all over the ice like the 3rd period of game 2, hello Discovery channel.
to change the mood a bit, check out the interview my friend Sam Roberts did with Huey Lewis. an enjoyable listen, especially if you are old enough to vividly remember the 80's. the interview can be found here: http://www.notsam.com/news/audio-huey-lewis-on-the-sam-roberts-show
i did work on some poems today, figured out where i'll be sending out 13 later this week. most likely tomorrow if i get everything in order. more news on that tomorrow most likely.
not exactly sure what my feelings are about the Yankees and Manchester City joining forces to bring another MLS team to New York City. my favorite baseball team and a soccer team that i wouldn't mind falling off the face of the earth. i guess all those upcoming emails will just get deleted.
that's all for today. hopefully tomorrow i'll be in something resembling a better mood.
music today:
The Doors - The Doors
The Doors - In Concert
"A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it." - John Steinbeck
