when the thunder rattles the whole house...

i started aching sometime before midnight. i asked mom when was the rain supposed to begin. she said right about now. so, at least i know my body is receptive still. i probably didn't fall asleep until 4 in the morning. i might have got 4 hours of sleep by the time i got out of bed. mom asked me if the thunder that shook the whole house woke me up? i said yes, having no damn clue what she was talking about. she said it was loud enough to wake the dead. i laughed, as i must have slept right through it. so, at least i know when i do sleep, i get a good 1 to 3 hours of deep sleep. joy.

all this rain we're getting at the moment (2.6 inches so far this morning, i'm sure it's over 3 inches by now) is headed northeast. i'm sure that means they will have a hard time getting the New York Yankees home opener in this afternoon. i hope i am wrong.

here is your poetry for this day of National Poetry Month:

The Voice was really good last night.

mom just cancelled her physical therapy for this afternoon. her arthritis is so bad she can barely move right now. i just checked the rain gauge again and there was another 1.5 inches in it. that's 4.1 inches in less than 12 hours with more on the way. our front yard is starting look like a pond.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. i really like the way they have gone into WrestleMania this year.

King in the Wilderness last night was brilliant. the first 5 minutes of the documentary was like a punch right to the gut. it's hard to believe it's been damn near 50 years since he was assassinated. i highly recommend everyone go out of their way to see this one.

i didn't watch much of Villanova's victory over Michigan last night, 79-62. mom had picked Villanova to win the title when she filled out her bracket. i didn't bother to count her wins and losses. i really didn't want to know that she did better than me this year.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Voice, The Chris Gethard Show, The Jim Jefferies Show and Deadliest Catch. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

of course, if the storms persist all damn day and night, i have no clue how much of that will actually record.

the New York Rangers play at New Jersey tonight. it would actually benefit the Rangers to win tonight. if they could keep New Jersey from making the playoffs, that second round pick of New Jersey's that the Rangers got in the Grabner trade would be much better than what it would be if they make the playoffs. of course, i'm not expecting the Rangers to win tonight.

and since my afternoon is now suddenly free, i will probably spend a good portion of the afternoon figuring out where my next batch of poems will be going to.

that's all for me kids.

i'll be on here tomorrow after my doctor's appointment.

debe ser el final de los días

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:

Nikka Costa - Nothing Compares 2 U
The Church - Under the Milky Way
The Breeders - Do You Love Me Now?
Gary Allan - Smoke Rings In the Dark

"Living well is the best revenge." - George Herbert

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

and then there's snow in April...

i woke up this morning to see a decent amount of snow in the grass. thankfully the pavement and sidewalks were still too warm for the snow to stick. and they are saying that by this time tomorrow, we'll be having thunderstorms. welcome to the fucking apocalypse.

here is your poetry for this day in National Poetry Month:

and a link for you as well:
http://michiganradio.org/post/high-school-muskegon-looks-poetry-change-citys-rough-image

saw my new favorite at the bank today. one of these days i will confess to Alexis just how beautiful she is.

the New York Yankees were humming right along yesterday, up 4-1 over Toronto. then the usually steady bullpen shit the bed and gave up two massive home runs over the next 2 innings to turn a sure victory into a defeat, 7-4. the Yankees were supposed to have their home opener today, but the snow nixed that. so, they are going to try tomorrow afternoon to have the opener against Tampa Bay.

i spent a good portion of yesterday going through my records, sending out queries to all the places i had submitted to over the last year or so that i haven't heard back from. i figure if i don't hear back from someone after this query, i'll simply try to send the poems somewhere else and never bother to submit to that place again. i sent out 8 queries and heard back from two of them within a hour of sending the email. this is the job of being a poet that i wish i was rich enough that i could have that little boy that Bukowski said wrote his poems keep track of this shit for me.

Our Cartoon President was hilarious last night. the season finale next week should be great.

Homeland was fucking crazy last night.

Billions was excellent last night.

Here and Now was great last night.

Barry was really good last night.

Silicon Valley was really funny last night.

Last Week Tonight was fucking brilliant as always.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Voice and King in the Wilderness. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i might watch some of the national championship game tonight between Michigan and Villanova. hopefully it's as good as the women's national championship game yesterday.

i will probably be on here early tomorrow as mom has physical therapy in the afternoon. this is a pretty busy week as i have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday and mom has one with a different doctor on Thursday. good times.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

follar la nieve

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:

Zapp - More Bounce to the Ounce, Pt. 1
Counting Crows - Round Here
Reignwolf - Are You Satisfied?
Prince - Sometimes It Snows In April

"I am an artist... I am here to live out loud." - Emile Zola

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