i wasn't using that hour anyway...

 my sleep has been shitty since i was in high school. i'm pretty sure i have gone well over 30 years of being sleep deprived. so, springing ahead or falling back with the clocks really doesn't do much for me. i got just about 4 hours of sleep last night. par for the course.

Ohio State won at Penn State yesterday, 20-13. considering they were down 10-0 in the first quarter, i'm really happy they won.

WWE Crown Jewel was very good yesterday.

AEW Collision was good last night.

Saturday Night Live was excellent last night.

Austin City Limits was very good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Penguin, Somebody Somewhere and Last Week Tonight.

Manchester United plays at home today against Chelsea.

the New York Rangers play this afternoon at home against the Islanders.

the New Orleans Saints play at Carolina today.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday.

i hope your Sunday will be even better.

i should be on here tomorrow before the Dayton Flyers start their college basketball season tomorrow night.

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.

falta de sueño

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:

Muse - Madness (Live)

Primal Scream - Movin' On Up (Live)

The Black Angels - Better Off Alone (Live)

Shinedown  - Simple Man (Live)

Deer Tick - Goodnight, Irene (Live)

"With me, writing is 60% imagination, 30% people you know and 10% you don't know where it comes from." - Terrence McNally

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

ever talk to someone and you just know they are the one?...

every blue moon or so, i'll have a conversation with a female and my heart and mind and gut will all come to an agreement. i've only had it happen 4 times in my entire life. this morning was my 4th. and this woman knows my feelings for her and while being her friend is something i do cherish, i'd give my left arm and probably both of my feet to be more than just a friend. but, like just about every other female in this damn world, she lives nowhere near me, so patience is the only thing i can possibly have during this damn pandemic. i've always joked about dying the moment i find true love. so, if i happen to die anytime soon, at least a few of you will know that this one was the one.

un día mi dulce ángel, estaremos juntos para siempre

NXT was really, really good last night.

AEW was really great last night as well.

What We Do in the Shadows was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Cake, Total Bellas, Holey Moley, Desus & Mero, Shelter in Place with Shane Smith and No Mercy No Malice with Professor Scott Galloway. i watched NXT UK earlier this afternoon. it was excellent.

check out the latest podcast from Blackburn Review here:
https://soundcloud.com/blackburn-review/off-season-5-obi-draft-talk-with-matt-babcock

i saw that the Premier League is coming back in June. so, it looks like my days of drinking will be starting again soon. joy.

i don't think we got any mail delivered to the house today other than what i ordered from Amazon for my mother's birthday next month. not sure what's up with that.

i will probably be on here tomorrow in the afternoon. i have some pills to pick up (most likely) and god knows what else i might have to buy when i'm out.

i hope everyone is well.

until tomorrow kids.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands...

tu ira es un regalo

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:

Tesla - Signs (Live)
Alice in Chains - Nutshell (Live)
Muse - Madness (Live)
Rage Against The Machine - Freedom (Live)

"I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them." - Ian Fleming

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

the first day of summer...

well, it actually feels like summer today. plenty of sunshine, a little humidity, etc. etc.

i knew as soon as i left to go do the grocery shopping, they would show up with the new oven. sure enough, as i was coming back from the local grocery store, they were putting in the new oven. it's light years from the one that was in here, so it will take some getting used to. but, at least dinner won't be out of the microwave like the last month has been.

the New York Yankees won last night over Houston, 10-6. tonight, Aaron Judge makes his return from injury. and hopefully, the home runs keep on coming.

Lip Sync Battle was fucking crazy last night.

both episodes of Life in Pieces were good last night.

Baskets was hilarious last night.

Holey Moley was so stupid last night. it's like Wipeout meets Putt Putt, so of course i loved it.

Desus & Mero was great last night.

i did watch a little of the Gold Cup last night. here are the scores:
Haiti defeated Nicaragua 2-0 and Costa Rica beat Bermuda 2-1. tonight, El Salvador takes on Jamaica and Honduras plays Curacao.

the Women's World Cup is off today. tomorrow starts the knockout rounds. Germany plays Nigeria and Norway plays Australia.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, NJPW, Real Time with Bill Maher and Los Espookys.

the first round of the NHL Draft is tonight. the New York Rangers have the second pick in the draft, so i am fairly confident they can't fuck this up. now, i do expect them to be busy trying to make some trades, but i will be shocked if they get back into the first round after pick #2.

i did watch a good amount of the NBA Draft last night. way too many fucking trades for my liking. and i'm not exactly thrilled with what the Sacramento Kings did, but i am so fucking used to that by now.

i guess my sister will be leaving tomorrow. mom kind of thought she was staying longer. oh well.

the grocery store wasn't bad today. you could tell it was summer, plenty of short shorts and plenty of leg in the store. i'm sure there will be poems.

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

i hope everyone has an amazing weekend.

go enjoy it boys and girls.

Todavía puedo imaginarla sentada en mi cara

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:

Biffy Clyro - Many of Horror (Live)
Primal Scream - Movin' On Up (Live)
Muse - Madness (Live)
Radiohead - My Iron Lung (Live)

"Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think." - Jean-Paul Sartre

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

light on the dysfunction this year...

when i woke up yesterday, it had just started to snow. it was just enough to coat the grass and sidewalks and was gone by 11 in the morning. we ended up having this really good breakfast that mom decided she wanted to try. i think it was like a baked french toast. it was excellent. then we opened presents. i think i really surprised mom with what i got her. i did have a good laugh when my sister realized she forgot one of my presents back at her house. so, i know one thing i will be getting for my birthday (Jan. 21 in case anyone wants to plan ahead). i got some notebooks to write in, some clothes, some music, a couple books and a movie. all in all, it was a good Christmas. my sister went back last night. mom loved that we didn't fight while she was here. oh yeah, here's a good story. so my mother loves the color purple. so, she put some streaks in her hair last night that were purple. it took my sister over 2 hours to even realize it. we are getting a new front and back door today and tomorrow. mom and i are wondering if my sister will even realize it when she comes back here for my birthday.

Smackdown was really good last night.

i did watch a ton of NBA games yesterday. i'm interested to see how long LeBron is going to be out with his groin injury.

the Manchester United game wasn't on television this morning. but, i did follow online and love that they ended up winning today, 3-1. hopefully they can get on a roll here and who knows, maybe they will surprise us all and do some great things this season.

i already did the trash today. it probably won't get picked up until tomorrow, but you never know with these fucks around here.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight. i'll watch NXT, NXT UK and 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the World Junior tournament starts today. the New York Rangers will have 4 players in the tournament, so i'm going to try to keep track of those players. also, i always try to watch the team USA games when i can. i believe they play Slovakia tonight.

i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i probably need to go to the bank and deposit some of the Christmas money. but, that all depends on how long they are here tomorrow finishing putting in the doors.

i hope everyone had a great Christmas. i hope your Boxing Day has gone well.

until tomorrow kids...

¿Alguien más necesita un trago ahora?

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:

Simon & Garfunkel - The Boxer
Diane Coffee - Everyday
Muse - Madness (Live)
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away

"What other people call dark and despairing, I call funny." - David Sedaris

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

a day of rain... oh joy

i woke up this morning in pain. i just knew it had to be raining. of course, it wasn't. that my friends is just pure fucking misery. and of course, this morning mom decided to push my buttons. so, pain, depression and now anger, ah, the morning trifecta. let's just say most of the morning my door was closed and i was brooding.

the New York Rangers lost last night to Chicago, 4-1. the Rangers only had 19 shots on goal. fucking pathetic.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

The Big Bang Theory was pretty funny last night.

Young Sheldon was hilarious last night.

Will & Grace was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW, Real Time with Bill Maher and Pod Save America.

the grocery store was fucking crazy today. busy as hell. and since it was raining, everyone was pissy and on edge. joy. i managed to get everything on the list and keep it under $100.

i did do a little poetry work this morning. i'm going to send 10 poems tomorrow to 2 places i have never sent to before. this is my shits and giggles moment where i'm shooting in the dark, hoping for the best.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i send those poems out.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

los criminales estúpidos son los peores

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 Dandy Warhols - Godless (Live)
Muse - Madness (Live)
Chris Cornell - Nothing Compares 2 U (Live)

"Revolutions are always verbose." - Leon Trotsky

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

morning conversations with the muse

here's one of the biggest reasons why i love the muse. she gives me direct and honest advice at all times and when she is interested, she allows me to have amazing conversations. plus, anyone who says i write amazing poems will be loved by me forever. so, this Saturday morning has been much better than i was expecting.

i did do a little poetry work last night. i know where my next 13 poems are going. if i get a wild hair up my ass, they might go out this weekend.

the New York Yankees started the game off yesterday in a 4-0 hole. just fucking lovely. thankfully, the offense woke up and the Yankees got the lead before the rain came. the Yankees won 7-5 last night over Toronto. they play again this afternoon, they will be honoring the 1998 Yankees today. that was probably the best baseball team i have ever seen in my life.

the New Orleans Saints lost last night to Arizona, 20 -15. oh well, it's the preseason.

VICE was excellent last night.

NJPW was really good last night.

Major League Wrestling was good last night.

Real Time with Bill Maher was great last night.

Random Acts of Flyness was fucking brilliant last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH and Lynyrd Skynyrd: If I Leave Here Tomorrow. i will be watching NXT Takeover: Brooklyn 4 for most of the evening.

i had a night full of nostalgia last night. i came across the Twitter account of my girlfriend from high school. i sent her an email and asked her how the fuck has she not aged at all in 24 years? i haven't got a reply yet. i then started going through some shit, hoping to find the panties a female fan sent me back in 2002. i eventually did, but i came across the letters and emails from my last girlfriend in 2003 first. talk about a mind fuck last night. i imagine there will be poems.

i hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday. take it easy and then take it again.

las bragas todavía prueban como una mujer salvaje

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:

Tom Waits - Jersey Girl
Jawbreaker - Kiss the Bottle
Guided by Voices - Dig Through My Window
The Black Crowes - Cursed Diamond

"Life, like poker has an element of risk. It shouldn't be avoided. It should be faced." - Edward Norton

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

some mornings you wake up and hear jazz...

i was up at 6:30 this morning. on a fucking Saturday. i suppose this is what i get for going to sleep before 2 AM.

i did type up the epic poem i wrote about the muse yesterday. 3 pages became 2 1/2 when typed. i'm not going to try to get this one published. i joked and told her i might just make it into a book. the joke is, that's definitely a possibility.

i woke up this morning with the sound of Coltrane in my head. i'm not sure why. when i fell asleep last night i was listening to Smashing Pumpkins.

the New York Yankees left runners on base in every damn inning last night. they lost to the Mets 7-5. that puts the Yankees 5 1/2 games behind Boston in the division. it would be nice if the Yankees would start to consistently beat the teams they are supposed to in the second half of the season. today would be a good time to start that.

Major League Wrestling was very good last night.

VICE was excellent last night. i doubt many people think of the parts of Syria that are no longer being bombed.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

we had 1.5 inches of rain yesterday. my bones are telling me we might get more today. joy.

this might be a Saturday where i throw on some old kung fu movies and just stay in bed.

if i get a wild hair up my ass, i might do a SoundCloud recording for my new chapbook. i have the poem in mind.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. take it easy and then take it again.

si solo pudiera hacer que me amaras

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 Coltrane - My Favorite Things
Charlie Parker - Embraceable You
Melody Gardot - Bad News (Live)
Annie Lennox - I Put a Spell On You

"Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs." - Robin Williams

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

the joy of grocery shopping in the rain...

i woke up with a headache this morning. i figured it had rained overnight. i was correct. that headache hasn't gone away yet. neither has the threat of more rain. as i was walking into the grocery store this afternoon, the thunder and lightning started. i had a choice to make. take my time and see if i could outlast the rain or just get it the fuck over with since you were going to be in pain regardless. less than an hour later, i was putting the groceries in the Highlander in a fucking pouring rain. joy.

i did keep the grocery bill under $100 though, so that was a plus.

i had a line creep in my head while i was on my way to the store. that line turned into a poem as i was walking around. it became 3 pages long when i started writing it when i got back home. god knows how long it will be when i type it up. let's just say the muse hasn't lost her touch.

the muse and i did speak last night for the first time in years. i have no clue if anything good is going to come out of this. she has a way to make me feel like i'll never be good enough. that stokes the fire of the competitive fucker inside of me. i have always felt she knows that and does it on purpose. it would be just my luck if that wasn't the case.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty good last night.

Big Brother was great last night. Brett gave one of the great Big Brother speeches of all-time last night, creating an outrageous lie that included Rockstar. when the vote came out the way Brett predicted and Winston was voted out 6-5, Rockstar fucking erupted. the way Brett played it was so fucking perfect. if anyone doesn't like what happened last night, you obviously have no clue how this game was actually played before the last 5 seasons. this reminds me of when i started watching the show back in season 8. Sam won HOH. i have no clue who she is going to put up for eviction. it won't matter as her power that allows someone to come back in the game will be used even if she doesn't want it to be. so this will be a ho hum week in the grand scheme of things.

Snowfall was spectacular last night. i can't wait to see where season 2 goes.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE and Major League Wrestling.

the New York Yankees start the second half of the season tonight at home against the Mets. i'd love to see the Yankees start off with a nice long winning streak. plus, i could really use a drink.

i did follow the Manchester United pre-season game against Club America online last night. the game ended 1-1. when i woke up this morning to see the Paul Pogba rumors, i wasn't happy. the last thing i want is to see him leave the club again.

i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. of course, life could always get in the way.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

Quiero creer en el amor, más que cualquier otra cosa en la tierra

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:

N.A.S.A. w/Tom Waits & Kool Keith - Spacious Thoughts
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
Mikey Mike - Cooler
Black Kids - Obligatory Drugs

"There is no person that love cannot heal; there is no soul that love cannot save." - Carlos Santana

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

and the muse waltzes right back in...

there are times in my life where chaos seems to be the only thing keeping me alive. check off yesterday as one of those days where chaos slipped through the cracks and made a fucking party out of things. first off, the woman from Italy has turned a bit sketchy here lately. ever since i told her i couldn't afford to buy her a phone, more or less any communication was pretty much over. and for the last 3 days, i have asked her repeatedly if she was messing around with someone else and she has refused to answer the question. i'm old enough to know what that means. and today she sends me a picture of her pussy and the first thing that pops into my mind was, didn't you tell me your phone was fucked up? the more i have thought about things, the more i'm realizing this is a fucking scam. thank fucking god i was only robbed of time and not any money.

any longtime fans of this blog or my writing knows of the muse. the last woman i was in love with and we had a disastrous falling out and haven't really spoke much over the last couple of years. a few months ago, we passed messages back and forth and i guess that sort of broke the ice. yesterday, we just started talking and talking and then everything came out. some truths i never knew, an apology on my end that was way overdue and my tendency to become a little poetic at times when speaking to someone that i have shared so much with. i can't say that the muse and i are "us" again. i can't say that "we" is an appropriate term for whatever the muse and i happen to be. but, while writing a 2 page letter to her last night, i truly hope that the possibility of anything is on the table with the muse. even though i'm pretty damn sure we drive each other crazy, who am i to say that isn't something i deserve? the muse had never given me her address before. and yesterday was the first time the muse ever admitted to me she was in love with me at one point. so, as i told her yesterday, may our better angels within us find something to bring happiness to our lives.

it amazes me at times that anyone at all has any feelings for me. i certainly don't love myself enough to warrant anything like this. that being said, i'm 42 years old now. i'm much closer to death than i want to realize. i don't want to die and know i never had at least one fucking relationship with a woman in my life that was something close to fucking magical.

i figure at some point tonight, a flood of poems will be coming. and it hasn't been lost upon me that all of this has happened since the anchor in my life was finally let go.

NXT was really good last night.

Lucha Underground was excellent last night.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. i have no clue who is being evicted tonight, although if Brett is evicted, i do hope Sam uses her power on him. i wouldn't mind if Winston gets evicted tonight at all.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother, Lip Sync Battle and Snowfall.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. you can find that by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2018/7/19/wrestling-podcast-195-bruce-prichard

i mailed some copies of my latest chapbook out today. i'm sort of interested in what other people think of it. after that, i had to go to the local grocery store. they had a pretty decent sale on some stuff mom wanted. and i was able to do all that before the heat got too bad today. my back is telling me what is coming this weekend. oh joy.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the big grocery store.

that's all for me kids.

la musa siempre tuvo algo para ponerme de rodillas

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:

TV On The Radio - Will Do
Bon Iver - I Can't Make You Love Me/Nick of Time
M83 - Midnight City
Warren Haynes - Your Wildest Dreams

"Everyone has talent at twenty-five. The difficulty is to have it at fifty." - Edgar Degas

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

what a night

welcome to the 25th day of National Poetry Month. today, i'm shining a light on a poet i have really admired over the years, the Poet Spiel. a great writer, an incredible artist, all in all, one of those rare breeds that can do a bit of everything really fucking good. i hope you enjoy the links below and find something you want to share or even BUY.
http://www.thepoetspiel.name/
http://misfitmagazine.net/archive/No-13/spiel.html
http://www.saatchiart.com/taylspiel
http://www.thepoetspiel.name/The_Official_Website_of_The.html
http://www.amazon.com/Barely-Breathing-Poems-Poet-Spiel/dp/1596611359

the New York Rangers got off to a great start last night, scoring on the power play (what a concept) early in the first period. the Penguins tied the game in the second on a goal that shouldn't of counted, but i figured it would as all of those fucks that work in the office in Toronto are all ex-Rangers that are fucking bitter about their time in New York. no scoring in the 3rd, which set up yet another OT that would finish 2-1. knowing that the Rangers won the other 3 games in this series 2-1, i felt confident. OT was wide the fuck open. both teams wanted to finish the game off. that made for some entertaining hockey. and then Carl Hagelin scored the biggest goal of his life:

that lead to this:

here are the highlights from the game. 12 more wins to go boys:

the New York Yankees got some more great pitching last night and used the long ball to beat the Mets 6-1. that made me really happy as it stopped the Mets from setting their longest winning streak in franchise history. they will play again this afternoon.

i decided to not have victory beers last night and turned to the hard liquor. 1 glass, 2 ice cubes, Jameson Irish Whiskey and some Coca-Cola. by the second one, it was a little more liquor than cola. good times.

my apologies to the muse for not calling her last night. rain + bone spurs = pain. pain + liquor = sleep.

here's a little late night music for you:

hate to cut this short, but mom and i are getting ready to go south of town to take some papers to be shredded and then she wants to go out furniture shopping. i figure this also means lunch out in public. i suppose i should put on some deodorant.

i did watch VICE last night. another great fucking episode.

on the DVR today will be ROH. i believe Saturday Night Live is a rerun. i think Austin City Limits will end up on the DVR even though it's a rerun as well. i think Jack White is on.

that's all for me today. it's supposed to rain all day long, so i'm really thrilled. hope everyone is having a great weekend. or at the very least, not waking up in a strange bed after a wild Friday night.

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:

Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
Iron Maiden - The Trooper
Rival Sons - Electric Man
U2 - All I Want Is You
Empire of the Sun - Alive

"One does not become a guru by accident." - James Fenton

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

bummed out

i didn't sleep well at all last night. i was up twice before 4 AM. at that point, i went upstairs to stretch and hopefully relax enough that i would fall asleep. what i did was get my back relaxed enough that i actually had to take a shit. that's always fun. needless to say, i eventually took a decent nap this afternoon. and then i woke up to this news.

http://nypost.com/2015/02/06/rangers-lose-henrik-lundqvist-for-a-month-or-more/

i was in a panic to say the least. i don't trust the reporter that first reported it, so i immediately got online and hoped that someone would refute it. of course, that didn't happen. so, now the New York Rangers are without their starting goalie for the next 3 weeks or so. great. i guess we'll see just how good Cam Talbot really is. if he can keep the team in the playoff race and right there fighting for first in the division, i will be thrilled. i do expect the team will bring someone in as a veteran backup. or, maybe they roll the dice with the younger kid as the backup. this weekend should be interesting for them.

happy birthday to the muse today. i hope you have a wonderful evening.

if all goes as planned (when the fuck does that happen), my television viewing is set for tonight. first up will be the Dayton Flyers at George Washington. this will be a tough one but a game that if Dayton plays their best, they CAN win. i believe they are the underdog tonight, which i love. hopefully i'll be enjoying a victory beer tonight.

next up will be some NJPW on AXS TV. that should be good.

after that will be the new episode of Treehouse Masters. i believe this episode was filmed in Kentucky, so that should be interesting.

i saw this last night and i quickly realized that technology has passed me by:

The Big Bang Theory was really good last night. thank god i never started writing fan fiction.

i will be on here tomorrow after the birthday party i'm going to with my sister. it's a surprise so it should be interesting. i haven't seen this person for a long time.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. may your drinks be cold and may your women be hot. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Gary Jules - Mad World
The Ragged Jubilee - Can't Stop Loving You
TV on the Radio - Careful You
Empire of the Sun - Alive

"Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?" - Bob Marley

in a constant dream/nightmare...

it seems like my old ass can't stay up past midnight anymore. if life truly begins at 40, then i guess at 39 i'm regressing back to the embryo. i'm chalking it up to the two victory beers. but, my tolerance hasn't got that soft, has it? i guess the birthday party i'm going to this weekend will truly let me know. it's been so long since i've been drunk in public. maybe i'll have to just let loose.

i heard from the muse last night. it's always good to hear her voice although i know any call out of the blue from her means chaos has taken place. this was no different. maybe one day she'll enjoy the quiet life with some crazy poet in Ohio that loves her.

i also heard from my friend in California this morning. she's doing much better it seems.

i start getting poems published left and right and people start contacting me. the world is a funny fucking place at times.

tonight is a bit of a clusterfuck for me. Lucha Underground and the New York Rangers game will be on at the same time. the Rangers starting goalie is out with headaches from the shot he took to the throat two games ago. i fear that he has a concussion. hopefully. he doesn't. i guess we'll see just how good the backup really is now. New York is playing Boston tonight. it will be a tough game.

as for Lucha Underground, i think this is going to be yet another good episode. as one friend put it on Google+ recently, it's a great time to be a wrestling fan.

for those that are interested, i'm doing much better dealing with my shoulder pain. i'm still sleeping in the damn chair, but at least i'm getting just as much sleep as i got in my bed. i do try to get in my bed a little each day. mostly to stretch and jerk off.

enjoy that visual.

there is supposedly some snow moving in here tonight and then it's going to get cold. some genius on the television today said that the teens were bitter cold. i laughed. the teens around here is called winter. get to -30 to -40 and then you have bitter cold. i'm becoming the bitter old man, i can feel it.

i'll be on here sometime tomorrow. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash - Poor Man's Son
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man
Wolfmother - White Unicorn
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine

"If they play dirty, then you play dirty." - Lawrence Taylor

back in the saddle again

when i got back home last night, the trash cans were in the same spot where i left them on the way to Columbus, the cats weren't dead, but the internet was out and the power went out at some point while we were gone. plus, 3 inches of fresh snow and plenty of aching bones. good times.

the NHL All-Star game was fun. i did enjoy it. i didn't take it seriously, as none of the players did either. i was really happy to see Rick Nash score 2 goals. plus, i can at least say for a year, i was at the highest scoring All-Star game in NHL history. here are a few of the 85 pics i took from the game:

it was snowing pretty good after the game. my sister and i went to get a little food and take it back to her condo. i hadn't eaten since the morning, so i was hungry. but, i decided not to eat too much, as the last thing i wanted to do was destroy my sister's bathroom. amazingly, i was able to get a little sleep that night on her couch.

turns out my sister does have HBO (she also has Showtime, but she didn't realize it until i told her the next day) so i was able to watch Girls and Togetherness on Sunday night. i also watched Total Divas, which my sister was amazed that she actually watched the whole hour of it.

the snow finally ended on Monday morning. most of the schools were closed. my sister had to get a mirror she purchased and she said the roads were shit. we were going to go out and do some shopping, but mother nature had other plans. in the afternoon, we picked up mom at her hotel. i met one of her bosses, who was a little surprised to find out that i'm a published poet. she then mentioned Charles Bukowski and i thought holy shit, i have to get this woman to like my work and become my Linda King.

we went to dinner Monday night at the house of one of my sister's friends from college. her and her husband are really fucking cool, so it was a pretty fun dinner. both are really into music, so that's always a fun conversation. i would have been drinking with them if i didn't have to drive back to the farm right after leaving their house. but, one day i can see us getting drunk and debating old records from the 70's and having a blast.

the drive back was an easy one. the roads were pretty damn clear. we got home in time for me to catch the last hour of Monday Night Raw and the shows on Showtime i missed; Shameless (another awesome episode), House of Lies (great ending) and Episodes (better than the last one).

i think i fell asleep to the blizzard coverage on the weather channel.

i watched the episode of Gotham i missed on Monday night this afternoon. it was yet another amazing episode. such a great show.

i guess the New York Rangers are playing tonight at the fucking Islanders. i guess the storm missed that dump out on Long Island. hopefully the Rangers can get a much needed win against those fuckers tonight.

other than that, i have some papers to read and mail to catch up on.

i got a call from the muse today. that was a pleasant surprise. of course, she called while i was out getting the paper and mail. hopefully we'll get to chat with each other soon.

that's pretty much all for me today. i think tomorrow may end up being a laundry day for me. so i'll try to get on here sometime between loads. i'm sure someone with a dirty mind just smiled.

thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Prince - P Control
Drivin' N' Cryin' - Straight to Hell
TV on the Radio - Careful You
CocoRosie - Werewolf
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight

"When you have a brush in your hand, inking a beautiful woman is a lot like running your hands over her." - Frank Miller

finding out the hard way that spicy means way too fucking hot for me...

i had a nice talk with the muse last night. i'm really happy that she's doing well out on the west coast. hopefully she'll realize one day that she should be with me, but i won't hold that against her.

i got up this morning and was feeling pretty good. of course, i should have realized that was nothing more than fool's gold. shortly after i started eating breakfast, i got the shits. i tell ya, my body was wonderful timing. not like i didn't have basically a full day in public planned today or anything. thankfully, a couple of pills later and i felt much better.

i drove mom down to the place where we donate clothes. thankfully, a parking spot opened up right as i pulled up. we got rid of a ton of clothes today. hopefully they go to some needy people. after that, we drove a few miles to the used music store where i go to sell off my CDs. i must have picked the right ones as i made $50 today. much better than the last few times in there. that just about covers what i spent on Christmas. thank god for the $100 in gift cards that i used as well.

after that we drove to a steakhouse to get some lunch. mom had a gift card to use. of course, that machine wasn't working. i decided to try the spicy chicken as my appetizer. after a few bites, i thought this isn't that bad. after a few more, i believe my asshole started to pucker. being the stubborn male, i finished all of it. my lips were on fucking fire. thankfully, the steak burger cooled that down greatly. overall though, the food was great. of course, when i wake up in the morning with the shits again, i'll probably be singing a different tune.

then, it was time for the grocery store. i truly felt like the dirty old man tonight at the store. all these teenage girls in with their mothers and all i could think about was what i wouldn't give to be 15 again and know what i know now. i imagine i'll have a few creepy poems to write here soon.

tv was pretty good last night. i did laugh at The Big Bang Theory. the writing and timing of that show is top notch. i picked the football game wrong last night but my defense got me 16 points. that gets my fantasy football playoff game off to a great start.

i have no damn clue what i'm going to watch tonight. i imagine if i get bored flipping through the channels, i'll end up doing the dishes and taking my shower tonight. i think the electrician is supposed to be here in the morning, so it's probably best i take it tonight.

i have a long crazy Saturday in front of me. Dayton plays on the road, i'm taking my friend Paul to his first NHL game, and the Rangers are playing late night up in Canada. more on that craziness tomorrow morning.

i hope everyone has a great weekend in store. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
The Orwells - Let It Burn (Live)
Walk The Moon - Shut Up and Dance
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
Brett Dennen - Queen of the Westside

"Alcohol may be man's worst enemy, but the bible says love your enemy." - Frank Sinatra

adventures at the post office

today was one of those days where i just marveled at the incompetence of certain human beings. how a package with my address ends up in a post office 40 miles away from me is apparently a mystery to everyone involved. if it did end up at the wrong post office, it's supposedly on a truck going back to another city to be rerouted to the correct address. this is the special kind of stupid. of course, i found at today at the post office i have my PO Box at, they don't actually look at the addresses. they simply scan everything as delivered and then sort them. how anything gets to the right address is simply a game of chance i guess. and these assholes wonder why everyone sends shit online now. so, now i have to check in the morning to see if the package has been re-scanned somewhere. what pisses me off more is this is one of my mother's Christmas presents. amazingly, one for my sister came today and last i checked, it hasn't even been shipped yet according to amazon.com. this is going to be a crazy fucking Christmas, i can already feel it coming on.

i did watch The Voice last night. i guess the horny housewives got their wish, they voted the last woman off of the show. i have a feeling Matt from Team Adam is going to win it all this year, unless Adam somehow fucks it up (like he has done before).

the Dayton Flyers play on the road tonight at the alma mater of my mother and sister. no tv for the game, so i will be going old school and listening to it on the radio. hopefully i will be drinking a victory beer later tonight.

also tonight i'm planning on watching Lucha Underground and American Horror Story.

saw this last night and laughed pretty good:

i heard from the muse last night. we hadn't talked for a few weeks. it sounded like she is doing well. she did express her worries for me with the upcoming move. i appreciated it, though i think my cage needs to be rattled a bit. and nothing will do that better than making me live around people again for the first time in 17 years. it truly will be a sink or swim type moment. thankfully, i haven't been afraid of death since i was a child.

that's all for me today. thanks again for letting me waste a few minutes of your time.

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:

Lucinda Williams - Real Live Bleeding Fingers and Broken Guitar Strings
CocoRosie - Werewolf
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death
Gary Jules - Mad World
Marilyn Manson - Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge

"I can't do anything in moderation." - Ozzy Osbourne

testing every ounce of my patience...

here's a little slice of the last 18 hours of my life... i was up late last night doing some poetry work. i came up with 31 poems to send out. now, only 20 are going to get sent out here soon. decided to do a little future planning with some poems that will get sent out in 2015. basically, i wanted to thin out the unpublished file a little more. i will hopefully send the 20 poems out next week sometime. the reason i say hopefully will be revealed here in a bit. i got into bed around 3 in the morning. right as i was falling asleep, the muse calls around 4 am. she's crying and upset. i've lived long enough to know it is best to just shut up and listen. she gets it all out (more guy troubles) and she eventually has me pray for her. that was interesting to say the least. and just as i think i'm going to fall back asleep, the muse calls back two more times. so, now i'm up as i don't want the phone to wake up my mother. sure enough, the muse doesn't call back again. figures. so, i get maybe 2 hours of sleep total and get on the computer. and sure enough, it has a virus. just my fucking luck. so, from roughly 8:30 am to 2:30 pm, Frontier Communications took their sweet ass time getting rid of the virus. if i could ever help anyone bankrupt that company and watch every incompetent fucker they employ die a slow death, i'll be the first asshole in line.

the cats weren't exactly happy that i was feeding them nearly 3 hours later than usual. i was pretty sure one of them would try to take a shit on me, but i was wrong. i did give them a little extra, just in case one of those fuckers were thinking about revenge.

needless to say i've spent the last 3 hours trying to catch up on everything. i finally achieved that in time to try to write this before the hockey game comes on tonight. good times.

American Horror Story: Freak Show was excellent last night. i really enjoyed this episode much more than the first one this season. i'm really looking forward to the episode next week.

the New York Rangers play Carolina tonight. this is about as close to a MUST win game as you can have in October. hopefully the defense plays much better tonight. and i would like to have a victory beer tonight as well.

i will be paying a bit of attention to the football game tonight as i have a running back for New England. hopefully that will start my fantasy football week off on the right foot.

i'll be in Columbus tomorrow night for another hockey game. it will be the last one for us for a little while. i believe my sister is trying to figure out where we'll be having dinner after the game. that should be interesting for me as i won't be drinking. i have night driving duties for my mother.

so, i'm planning on being on here earlier tomorrow. maybe late morning or so. of course, that all depends on what madness happens to me tonight. i'm hoping for a quiet one.

that's all for me. i need to get going. i've got to get my rosters checked and it seems like my email fills up constantly now. how i wish it was people wanting to give me money.

thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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:

AFI - Silver and Cold
Broken Bells - Holding on for Life
Sneaker Pimps - 6 Underground
Pulp - Common People (Full Length Version)
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)

"Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes." - Oscar Wilde

the weekend

i damn well know one of these days i'm simply going to burn out. i'm 38 and still think i can function well enough on just 3 hours of sleep. but, until that day comes, fuck it...

Manchester United won today 2-1. goals from Rooney and RVP. sadly, the bad Wayne Rooney showed up again and got a needless red card in the 59th minute. i'm proud of the boys for hanging on and winning a game they could have easily folded and lost. but, they will now be without their captain for the next 3 games. i guess Juan Mata goes back in the starting lineup. of course, if he doesn't, that should tell him exactly what the manager thinks of him. until then, i'm going to enjoy this victory beer.

the Yankees won last night 3-2. Jeter didn't play and both teams basically played minor leaguers for the most part. i believe the plan is for Jeter to DH today and tomorrow.

Ohio State plays this evening against Cincinnati. this has trap game written all over it. i'm pretty sure my buddy from high school is coming over to watch it. that should be interesting.

The Knick last night was brutal and excellent. the graphic violence last night was the brutal part. i believe some people forget just how racist the north was in parts around 1900. and i'm sure someone just read that and muttered still is. the ending was interesting. i would have liked some more nudity, but i'm a pig like that.

i had a long conversation with the muse last night. we talked each other to sleep basically. i'm amused that she's now taking an interest in my writing after i got a poem about her published. she didn't much care about that when it was happening all the time in 2012. anyways, i do hope she is feeling better today.

on tap for tonight will be some college football, a new episode of ROH, and the season premiere of Saturday Night Live. hopefully all of them are worth me staying awake for.

the cats and birds are fed. i have a ton of dishes to do. might as well get them done before the day gets away from me.

i do hope everyone has a glorious weekend. for my European friends, may your football team be victorious and may you get drunk in the process. for my American friends, may your alma mater do you proud or just enjoy your tailgate responsibly.

thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

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 Delta Riggs - Anybody Home
Thieves Like Us - Drugs In My Body
Bulletboys - Smooth Up In Ya
Trampled By Turtles - Where Is My Mind? (Live)

"I enjoy the freedom of the blank page." - Irvine Welsh