running behind on a Saturday...

 and here i wanted to be already done with this blog and have most of Christmas put away already. of course, i was going to get up at 7 to do all that. instead, i didn't get up until almost 10. oh well.

i did write 1 poem last night before i took a shower.

the Dayton Flyers defeated St. Joe's last night, 77-72. you would never by the final score Dayton was up by 29 at one point of the game.

Smackdown was very good last night.

Real Time with Bill Maher was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night's Main Event, Austin City Limits, AEW Collision and Saturday Night Live.

i'm sure i will watch plenty of college basketball and hockey today.

as soon as i get this done, i'm going to start taking down the Christmas decorations.

i should be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays.

that's all for me today kids.

until tomorrow...

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.

corriendo atrasado un sabado

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:

Kirk Smith - Julian

Benjamin Booker - SLOW DANCE IN A GAY BAR

Tom Waits - Invitation To The Blues

Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream

Cross Canadian Ragweed - Wanna Rock 'n' Roll

"There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing." - Robert Burns

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

so happy i didn't watch Manchester United today...

 i knew i wasn't going to be able to see the game today because i would be out grocery shopping. i'm even happier i didn't bet on them to win today, just who was going to score. and i got that right. i saw that United got up 2-0 and i was very happy. then it was 2-1. no big deal. then United scored to make 3-1. next thing i know, i was done finding everything on the list and looked at my phone and the score was now 3-3. in a game that they had to WIN and they gave up 3 fucking goals when they rarely ever can score 3 fucking goals. fuck me. so now, they don't control their own destiny in the Champions League. last place in the group with one match to go. 

grocery shopping went pretty well today. nothing was really crowded and i got everything on the list.

NXT was really good last night.

Inside the NFL was good last night.

Name That Tune was pretty funny last night.

The Voice was very good last night. i can't wait for the live shows.

Hard Knocks was kind of sad last night.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and The Masked Singer.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Detroit.

the Dayton Flyers play tonight at SMU. that game will be on ESPN+.

i guess the kitchen renovation will start next week. they will be out here on Friday to go over the final plans. if everything goes as scheduled, it should be done a week before Christmas. i'm hoping it gets done earlier than that. so, i know that the next few days will be moving shit and figuring out where we are putting the microwave, the coffee makers, etc. should be quite the clusterfuck.

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

https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2023/11/29/j-j-campbell-82/

i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

until then 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.

hora de hacer la cena

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:

John Tejada - Simulacrum

Freekbass - Shut The Club Down

Kirk Smith - This Debt

Alex Vile - Stainless

Christone "Kingfish" Ingram - She Calls Me Kingfish (Live)

"I once made love for an hour and fifteen minutes, but it was the night the clocks are set ahead." 

                                                                            - Gary Shandling

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