one of those days where it feels like you are trapped...

 so, i woke up with my back in pain and i haven't been able to shake that all day. that usually puts me in a rather dark place mentally. add in the fucking thick ass fog that more or less hung around most of the day... it's like i am living in a Stephen King novel he's writing as i'm living it. joy.

mom had a nurse out here today (who was smoking hot) to draw some blood. a hour later, she had some physical therapy. so, she'll be useless for the rest of the day and night.

the New York Rangers lost last night to Philadelphia, 5-4 in OT. it's probably a good thing i didn't watch most of the game.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.

Beartown was really good last night. the series finale is next week.

The Voice was good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Rock, Kenan, Dark Side of the Ring: Confidential and two episodes of Mayans M.C.

the New York Yankees defeated the Tigers today, 7-4.

i'll be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done. 

i need to pick up the trash here and next door, so that's all for me kids.

a little heads up, if you do plan on trying to scam me out of money i don't have, come up with something fucking original.

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.

siempre hay unas cuantas manzanas podridas que lo arruinan todo

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:

Jessie J, Ariana Grande & Nicki Minaj - Bang Bang

Dua Lipa - Don't Start Now

Icona Pop - I Love It

Madonna - Ray of Light

"When two people meet, and it's the right combination, it does ground you suddenly." - Sophie Hunter

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it's only blood...

i don't know how many fucking times i have hit my lower left leg on this spot on my bed frame, but it fucking hurts every damn time i do it. but, it's only blood. as i told my mother, everything on that leg is fucking dead except the nerves. and quite honestly, if i didn't have something to bitch about, it wouldn't be my life.

i sent out 24 poems today. 3 to Pyrokinection, 5 each to Your One Phone Call, Misfit Magazine and Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication) and 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

The Voice was pretty good last night.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.

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.

the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Winnipeg. it will be interesting to see if they can keep their winning streak going.

the New York Yankees won today over Detroit 7-2. i believe the baseball regular season starts in like 3 weeks or something.

i'll be on here tomorrow after i make a trip to the dollar store. i need to find a cheap 3 ring binder so i can better organize my poetry archives and records.

that's all for me today kids. i'm off to go get the trash done next door and here.

la glamorosa vida de un puto poeta

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:

Bob Dylan - The Man In Me
Madonna - Ray of Light
Moby - This Wild Darkness
Walk The Moon - One Foot
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb (Live)

"Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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a dusting of the white stuff

there's a part of me that wishes that subject line was about cocaine. instead, it's about snow. i opened the garage door this morning to go get the paper and was like, shit, i guess they weren't joking. it doesn't look like we got more than a dusting. hopefully we don't get anymore until i get back from the basketball game.

i did write 5 poems last night. i finally got the one that had been in my head for over a week out. i really like most of them. i figure i may do a round of submissions in the next week or so.

Vice News Tonight had another excellent week of reporting.

Vice Special Report: A House Divided was a pretty accurate portrayal of where the political system in this country is. the one subject that i wish was touched more was how much racism played into the paralysis over the last 8 years. i think you can see it now with how much the white politicians are salivating to wipe away the last 8 years as quickly as possible. i figure the next administration is going to be like George W. Bush's administration; loving war, hating taxes and not smart enough to know that you can't cut taxes and increase spending. hello recession.

NJPW was excellent last night.

i enjoyed Madonna: Rebel Heart Tour much more than i thought i was going to. i'm not exactly sure why. i do know i need to step out of my box every now and then and take part in the disposable world. it's good for my mental health, or at least that's what i am telling myself.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live, Austin City Limits and ROH.

i will probably also watch the MLS Final tonight between Seattle and Toronto.

the New York Rangers won 1-0 last night in OT in Chicago. they started the backup goalie for the second game in a row and the gamble absolutely paid off. both goalies last night were spectacular. this is a huge win for the Rangers, especially since they were playing on back to back nights. they next play on Sunday against New Jersey.

the Dayton Flyers play ETSU this afternoon. this should be a tough game, but hopefully Dayton can extend their winning streak.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday.

i will probably be on here tomorrow before the Manchester United game.

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:

The Jesus and Mary Chain - Some Candy Talking
U2 - All I Want Is You
The Cure - Lullaby
Depeche Mode - Blasphemous Rumours (Live)

"If I read a book and it makes me so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry." - Emily Dickinson

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and here comes a winter storm

i just love watching a weather forecast where the genius on television basically says your guess is as good as mine where this will end up going. a winter storm is supposed to hit here tomorrow night and basically fuck up all of Sunday and maybe Monday. but they don't know if we're going to get snow, rain, a mix, or what... good times.

today has been laundry day. i figured i better wear clean clothes to the basketball game tomorrow.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. his interview with Hillbilly Jim was excellent. you can find the podcast by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2016/12/8/wrestling-podcast-111

Life in Pieces was hilarious last night.

the New York Rangers got two power play goals last night to defeat Winnipeg 2-1. that's the first game they have won all season when scoring less than 3 goals. they play again tonight in Chicago.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, 2 episodes of NJPW, Vice Special Report: A House Divided and Madonna: Rebel Heart Tour.

i will most likely be on here tomorrow before the basketball game. that means it will be an early morning blog. i'm hoping to do some writing tonight, so i should have something to talk about.

i woke myself up this morning with a fart. a fart that happened to sound like a fucking shotgun going off. it felt like i blew out the back of my shorts. thank god i don't sleep nude anymore. i've ruined enough sheets in my life.

i only have 1 gift left to come to the house. thankfully, this one should fit in the mailbox, so i won't have to check constantly. i hate that these fucks out here just bring a package to the door and set it down and leave. and they wonder why there are thieves in the world.

my last load of laundry is just about done in the dryer, so that's all for me kids.

i hope everyone has a lovely 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:

Alabama Shakes - You Ain't Alone (Live)
Warren Haynes - Soulshine (Live)
Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band - Deja Voodoo (Live)
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
Dropkick Murphys - Kiss Me, I'm Shitfaced (Live)

"In order to achieve anything you must be brave enough to fail." - Kirk Douglas

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