today was a day to remind myself that life is nothing but a slow death...

 i wrote a poem last night that i broke into five parts. it was the first time i have done that in years. i'm doing my next round of submissions either tomorrow or Friday.

the first two stops on the grocery shopping day were fine. i went to Rite-Aid to get a ton of stuff for mom. they didn't have any baseball cards there. so, i went to the one where i got lucky the last time, near the Kroger i go to. more on the baseball cards i found in a bit. as for Kroger. you would think a damn blizzard is coming or something. fuck, it was way too damn crowded for my liking, especially in a fucking pandemic. but, i got everything on the list, so we are stocked for weeks in my opinion.

as for the baseball cards, i paid $13 for 3 Fairfield boxes. i got 1 autographed card out of one box and all told, probably close to $50 worth of cards. not bad.

the Dayton Flyers started off like shit yesterday at Duquesne. and honestly, when the score was 15-3, i turned the damn thing off. the final score of 69-64 does no justice to the fact the game was never close. 

here are your links for this day of Black History Month:

https://blackfacts.com/fact/negro-baseball-league-founded

https://blackfacts.com/fact/blanche-kelso-bruce-elected-to-us-senate

https://blackfacts.com/fact/u-of-alabama-first-black-student

enjoy some music:

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on the DVR tonight will be NXT, AEW, The Masked Dancer, Name That Tune and Vice News Tonight.

i really have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i know i would love to get the poems out or actually get more than 3 hours of sleep.

i have a dinner to go make that i should have been making a couple of hours ago, so that's all for me kids.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

nada más que una maldita muerte lenta

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:

Jorja Smith - February 3rd

H.E.R. - I Can't Breathe

Lauren Eylise - Peaks & Valleys

Janelle Monae - Make Me Feel

"A singer knows how he wants the song to go, and a writer visualizes how he wants the song to go." 

                                                                                                       - Dennis Edwards

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holy shit, where did the humidity go?...

it was nice enough today to actually open up the house a bit and let it air out some. of course, by the afternoon it was 77 degrees in the house, so i shut it up and turned the air back on.

i did go out shopping today. i found everything i was looking for at Meijer. i also got some baseball cards while i was there. i think between the Aaron Judge card and Mike Trout card i got, i should be able to make up for what i spent on the 3 packs.

speaking of Aaron Judge, the Yankees pissed away a 5 run lead last night. thankfully, Aaron Judge hit a massive 3 run homer in the top of the 9th. the Yankees won 8-6. they finally play their home opener tonight against the Red Sox.

i did watch some of the NBA last night. as i told my mother years ago, and full credit to Bill Simmons as he is totally fucking correct, all you ever need to do is watch the last 5 minutes of a NBA game. that's where all the action will be.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Holey Moley was hilarious last night.

Don't was pretty good last night.

NXT UK was another best of last night.

Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.

in the MLS last night, Philadelphia won 3-1.

enjoy some music:

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on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, Room 104, Real Time with Bill Maher, The Go-Go's and Ex Machina. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i'll probably watch some more NBA tonight, along with the MLS game between Orlando and LAFC.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after the Rangers first game of the playoffs against Carolina.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

i'm off to go make dinner and hopefully have a nice evening of watching sports and some other shit.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

Creo en las almas perdidas que se encuentran

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:

Jorja Smith - By Any Means
Public Enemy - Shut Em Down
Tracy Chapman - Talkin' Bout a Revolution
Rage Against the Machine - Killing in the Name (Live)

"For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination, lack of creativity." - Jean Dubuffet

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i suppose i should have gone to bed before 5 in the morning...

and after just 4 hours of sleep, before i could even take the morning shit, my mother asked me to make biscuits and gravy for breakfast. last night was one of those nights where i was burning the candle at both ends. between flipping between baseball and football, watching Triplemania on the computer, and finally having it out with the scam artist from Italy... last night was one of those nights where i could feel the blood flowing like my youth. i'm sure i'm going to fucking pay for it today.

for the first time all season, the New York Yankees won both games of a doubleheader. they won the first game 10-3. they won the second game 5-1. they will go for the 4 game sweep of Baltimore tonight.

the New Orleans Saints started off slow last night, but came back to rout the Chargers 36-7.

Triplemania 26 last night was crazy. it's probably the only AAA event i try to watch every year. it sucks that i can only watch it on the computer, but i get it for free, so i'm not going to complain too much. i haven't seen a Mexican death match in so long, i almost forgot just how fucking violent they really are. holy shit. last night truly was fucking crazy.

so, somewhere around the 4th hour of wrestling and 3 strong drinks in, the woman from Italy contacted me on Google Hangouts. amazingly, she once again started talking about phone problems and i just snapped. i told her about how i never wanted to believe she was trying to scam me, but when i have people from all around the world tell me about the same fucking scam, it's kind of hard to not believe it any longer. so after telling her to fuck off, i blocked her. those old poems will be more ironic than anything now.

i did watch that Drew Michael comedy special on HBO last night. not having an audience was a bold choice for it, but i think it worked. it was funny enough that it didn't just seem like a crazy person rambling for 50 minutes.

ROH was excellent last night.

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on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Power, the series finale of Sharp Objects, Ballers, Insecure, the season finales of Who is America? and Our Cartoon President, and finally America to Me.

i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow, sometime before Manchester United plays.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.

algunos tontos nunca aprenden

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:

Sudan Archives - Nont For Sale
Jorja Smith - February 3rd
Prince - Black Sweat
The Weeknd - Call Out My Name

"One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody." - Mother Teresa

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