Ohio State was down 12 with 8 minutes to go last night at Penn State. this was a situation that i figured they would be in and i was really interested to see how they would respond. what happened gave me enough to believe that if the cards happen to fall just right, Ohio State could win it all this season. 2 amazing drives and a great defensive stand/or just shitty play calling from a scared Penn State coaching staff gave Ohio State a 27-26 victory.
the New York Yankees won yesterday 8-5 in Boston. that gives them 100 victories on the season. they also set the team record for hone runs in a season. they will hopefully extend that record later today. Andujar broke Joe DiMaggio's team record for doubles by a rookie. i'd love to see them get the sweep of the Red Sox today, but all i really care about is staying healthy and getting the pitching set up for the wild card game at home on Wednesday.
the Yankees also became the first team ever to have every spot in the batting order have 20 or more home runs on the season.
Saturday Night Live was pretty fucking funny last night.
ROH was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Deuce, Ballers, the season finale of Insecure, Last Week Tonight, America to Me, Shameless and Kidding.
the New Orleans Saints play at the New York Giants this afternoon. the game doesn't start until 4:25, so i'll be able to get some shit done before i settle in to watch it.
i did watch a good portion of the Global Citizen concert last night, once i remembered that it was on.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully, your Sunday will be even better.
Mi amor por la musa se profundiza cada día.
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:
Lil Wayne w/Nicki Minaj - Dark Side of the Moon
The Weeknd - Can't Feel My Face
Bettye LaVette - Let Me Down Easy (Live)
"Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor." - Truman Capote
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last night, i had the alcohol flowing; i was playing the new Thelonious Monk live album... all i was missing was the needle and a spoon. sadly, the poems never came, but i did enjoy getting lost in some old sounds.
i woke up this morning, said good morning to the muse and started to get ready to get shit together for the grocery store. of course, i quickly found out that today would entail 2 grocery stores, the drug store and getting gas.
sometime last night, i discovered this large red mark on my left leg. so, that adds another fucking color to my left leg. i have no fucking clue what it is. i've been putting some anti-itch ointment on it, hoping it would do something to it. so far, no fucking luck. so, i'll add that to the scroll i'll take to my doctor's appointment on October 2nd.
the New York Rangers won their last preseason game last night in Philadelphia, 4-2. i did watch a good portion of the game. i was a little surprised with the cuts the Rangers made today, but i will hold off any judgment for now. given a new coach and a new system, i'll allow things to play out before i get critical of management. at least for now... the Rangers season starts October 4th at home against Nashville.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
The Big Bang Theory was pretty funny last night.
Young Sheldon was pretty funny as well last night.
i felt bad for the muse last night while watching the game between the Vikings and Rams. that certainly wasn't the game to have any of those defenses on your fantasy team.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW and Real Time with Bill Maher.
the New York Yankees start their final regular season series tonight in Boston. this series really doesn't mean much. all the Yankees need is 1 victory or 1 Oakland A's loss and the Yankees will be hosting the wild card game next Wednesday. the winner of the game will go to Boston to play in the division series. i wouldn't mind if the Yankees just won tonight and got it over with.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays early in the morning.
the drug store was pretty good today other than this fucking kid yelling and hitting his grandmother about how he wanted a toy. of course, the grandmother didn't look that older than me. the local grocery store was pretty painless. the big grocery store was a fucking zoo. i did see a few beautiful women in there. of course, their children were with them as well. all in all, between the pills, the gas for the Highlander, the groceries and my $2 toy at the drug store, i spent somewhere around $260 today. fuck me. good thing mom will be paying me back soon. joy.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
uno de estos días la musa me dará un beso antes de morir
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:
Thelonious Monk - Monk (Live)
Lil Wayne w/Kendrick Lamar - Mona Lisa
Framing Hanley - Lollipop
Sleigh Bells - Blue Trash Mattress Fire
"Only idiots refuse to change their minds." - Brigitte Bardot
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i don't have a twitter account. but, i do creep on twitter from time to time... keep up with sports, news, old friends, etc. so, last night i saw one of the women i used to be in love with was in an accident. she's always been a pretty private person, so her stating this publicly somewhat surprised me. so i sent her an email and ended it with love, J.J. the one warning i have had to every woman is if i ever tell you i love you, it's unconditional and forever. as you might imagine, the amount of heartbreak that has resulted in has fueled 24 years of writing poems. part of me really wonders if i should still be that way. it's painfully obvious the small number of women that have told me they love me don't think of it the same way. i'll admit, in the dark times, it truly is hard to even think of love. and my hindsight is full of what ifs and quite honestly, my imagination never sees any of them as something good. i remember my old friend that got me into writing poetry in the first place. he told me i was made for this... that i can walk into any situation or society and think of things in a poetic way. now 40, i often look at the negative in that. the tragedy of needing the bad to make "art". that my critical eyes have never been able to enjoy moments or snapshots of time, all because my brain was always thinking about the next poem, the next line, the next funny way to say the same thing again. ultimately, i figure i will die alone. broke, broken and probably with a pen in hand. it's not the way i want it to happen, but there's plenty of shit in this world i don't get to control. but, i do admit, it's creepy as hell to drive past roadside memorials and wonder if that was the one that was supposed to complete my life. and sadly, it's that emptiness that keeps me clinging to the few moments in my life that i felt i had the one. the handful of women that made me feel like i was something special to someone other than myself. i keep hoping that sometime while i'm on the back side of the circle, i'll actually get to feel that again. and maybe even more than just over the phone or in an email. we all know what happens when hope dies...
i did a little poetry work yesterday. i believe i have 15 unpublished poems that i actually like. probably tomorrow, i'll assemble them and submit them for possible publication. i haven't had a chapbook out in years, so i'm really hoping this works out.
Euro 2016 Update:
Italy completely outplayed Spain for the entire game yesterday. Italy won 2-0 and honestly, it should have been worse. Iceland had a huge upset of England, 2-1. when England scored early, i was really curious to see what Iceland would do. when they scored just 2 minutes later, i knew Iceland had the fight in them to pull off the upset. England's coach resigned after the game. rightly so as i imagine this will be a black eye for the country for years to come. so the quarterfinals look like this:
Poland vs. Portugal, Wales vs. Belgium, Germany vs. Italy, France vs. Iceland. it should be really entertaining from here on out.
the New York Yankees lost last night 9-6. they had a 6-5 lead going into the 9th and then had to sit through a 3 1/2 hour rain delay. so you can imagine my joy watching them lose at 2:30 in the morning. of course, if my hope is for them to blow up the team, they will hopefully lose again tonight.
Monday Night Raw was pretty much fucking boring for most of it last night. i did like that they addressed the elephant in the room with Roman Reigns suspension. plus, anytime i can see John Cena get the shit beat out of him, i'll be happy for a moment or two. the highlight for me was the interaction between Chris Jericho, Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens. that was perfectly scripted.
i did watch the documentary How to Let Go of the World (and Love All the Things Climate Can't Change) last night on HBO. it was a very sobering look at climate change. it's a move i hope the whole world watches, especially the ignorant fucks that don't believe in climate change.
i need to get some lunch and take a shower. that's all for me today kids.
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:
FIDLAR - Sabotage
Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons, etc. - Sucker for Pain
Beyonce w/Kendrick Lamar - Freedom
DJ Shadow w/ Run The Jewels - Nobody Speak
"Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die." - Mel Brooks
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