one of those days...

 so, after roughly three hours of sleep last night, i got up this morning and knew my back was fucking fucked. that started a roughly 5 hour process of icing, stretching, etc., trying to get my back good enough that i could do the grocery shopping. thankfully, it all worked well enough. i didn't have any problems while i was at Kroger, but i knew to be very careful and purposeful. yet, i know i will be icing my back down for most of tonight just to be able to function a little tomorrow. joy.

the Yankees won last night at the Phillies, 7-6 in 12 innings. and today, they won, 6-5, to sweep the series. i am still shocked that they swept the Phillies on the road. they are off tomorrow and start a series Friday at home against Toronto.

the USWNT won today at the Olympics against Australia, 2-1.

the USA men's basketball team won today against South Sudan, 103-86.

NXT last night was great.

Deadliest Catch was very good last night.

Hard Knocks offseason last night was good. the Bears Hard Knocks show starts next week.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and Big Brother.

Manchester United plays tonight out in San Diego against Real Betis. hopefully, they will win and have no fucking injuries.

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

that is all for me 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.

uno de esos 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:

Pearl & The Oysters - Big Time

Tune-Yards - Water Fountain

49 Winchester - Make It Count

Valley Flower - Valley Flower

Zach Bryan - Something in the Orange (Live)

"There's no law against stupid - I learned that a long time ago." - Mark Cuban

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

well, at least i know where my anxiety problems come from now...

mom was a bit of a basket case last night. it was all stress i do believe. she admitted this morning she gets anxious at fucking everything now. going anywhere, anything new, it's becoming a mental barrier that i fear is going to reach the life or death stage before too long. i'm hoping she brings it up with her doctor, or, i'll have to play the adult in the room and tell him myself. her procedure today was all of 20 minutes. at the hospital, it would have been at least a couple hours. when i saw her walking out to the lobby, i was pleasantly surprised. mom said really, the only difference was she didn't get a gift basket at the end of it. we both joked that my sister is going to be pissed at that. of course, mom realized after it was over it was stupid to be as fearful of it as she was. ah, the beauty of hindsight.

i did write 3 poems in the 20 minutes she was in the procedure. i typed those up this afternoon. that brings me up to 20 poems for the month. that's not bad for wanting to take the month easy. my next round of submissions will probably be in early August.

the New York Yankees did make a few trades yesterday i wasn't expecting. they moved Adam Warren to Seattle for more international signing bonus money. they then got Lance Lynn from the Twins for Tyler Austin and a pitcher in A ball. i like both moves. the international signing bonus money has already been used. they believe Lance Lynn is better than Adam Warren. i tend to agree. and they think the first baseman they got in the trade with the Cardinals is better than Tyler Austin. i still think they will make some moves in August if they can. but, this is the team they will try to hunt down Boston with. they better start winning games soon. they start a 2 game series at home tonight against Baltimore. the Orioles have traded away most of their team, so these are games the Yankees MUST win.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i do like a pissed off Brock Lesnar. that makes for a better show. plus, the interaction between him and Paul Heyman was pretty interesting.

Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story was excellent last night. this is one of those shows i wish everyone in this country would be forced to watch. i know this is a series that is going to make me more angry than anything. i don't know how anyone could listen to the tapes of when Trayvon got shot while watching his parents cry and not feel anything.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, Deadliest Catch, Fuck That's Delicious and Miz & Mrs. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

Manchester United plays Real Madrid tonight. this preseason has been a disaster for United, given all the damn injuries and players absent because of the World Cup. i'll probably watch some of the match tonight, but i'm not expecting much.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know i need to pick up the trash and get that out before it starts to fucking rain again.

Me pregunto qué pensará la musa cuando lea los poemas

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:

Trampled By Turtles - Alone
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska
Hot Water Music - Radio

"I'm the one guy who says don't force the stupid people to be quiet. I want to know who the morons are." - Mark Cuban

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

and just when i thought it couldn't get any worse...

so i waited around all day for the New York Yankees to do something at the trade deadline and they did nothing. it's a bit of a gamble when just about every other team in the American League got "better". hopefully these prospects they have decided to hold on to become the next "Core Four" like they are thinking they will.

the Yankees lost last night in Texas 7-6 on a walk off single. it was a game where the Yankees had plenty of chances to kill them off but never did. oh well. they start a series tonight in Chicago with the White Sox, who are on fucking fire at the moment. it should be an interesting series.

my sister forwarded me an email from one of our aunts last night with some eye opening news. i never knew that colon cancer runs on my father's side of the family. perhaps that is why i didn't sleep well last night. i did finally get all the addresses to my father's sisters. so, i will start the Christmas cards this year. i figure that is a decent start for someone who genuinely hates most humans.

enjoy some music kids:

Big Brother was pretty good last night. it should be an interesting week with James as the new HOH. he wants to carry out the plan Jason had before he got evicted. if it happens, the house will be crazy in a few days.

Married was pretty funny last night. it also reminded me why i hate dating. SDRR was pretty good as well. Lip Sync Battle was probably the first one that did nothing for me, but that was probably because i had no fucking clue who the two stars were. first time i really felt old in a while.

tonight on the DVR will be NJPW and Treehouse Masters.

enjoy some funny shit:

for the Friday Flashback this week, here are 3 poems from the archives:
the darkness in us all
i could just kill a man & empty pockets

i got some FREE music at NoiseTrade today. i'll put that link in the music section below.

i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. i believe my sister might stop by sometime tomorrow, plus the art i ordered from Fracture Me is supposed to be here tomorrow. i can't wait to see how the photos of the farm turned out.

that's all for me today. 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:

Lindsey Stirling - Live From London
Led Zeppelin - Hey, Hey, What Can I Do
Tom Waits - Invitation To The Blues
Deep Purple - Perfect Strangers
The Band of Heathens - Hurricane

"When you've got 10,000 people trying to do the same thing, why would you want to be number 10,001?" - Mark Cuban

and your pro wrestling video of the day: