i've been to Rite Aid twice today, i've been to Kroger twice today, hell, i even made a trip to Lowe's looking for baseball cards. both times to Rite Aid was to pick up pills. i will hopefully never have to do that again. since i found out last night the store will be closing, i transferred all my prescriptions to Kroger. the first trip to Kroger was to get mom's pills and do the grocery shopping. the second trip was to finally get my Rybelsus. the insurance company finally agreed. the best part was they wanted me to pay $374 for 30 days worth of pills. i checked into GoodRx, which sent me to the Rybelsus site. i signed up for all that and thankfully, that took $300 off of what i needed to pay. so, between the 3 hours of sleep, the hard drizzle for most of today that drove my arthritis nuts, to the wind knocking over the trash bins, to the muse telling me she's off to a foreign country, to a trip to the post office, to getting gas and realizing it cost more than $30 for half a fucking tank... fuck i'm tired.
the Yankees lost last night at Tampa, 5-3. hopefully, they will find a way to win tonight.
NXT was great last night.
Hard Knocks in Season was good last night.
i did catch some of the Euro 2024 games yesterday and today. yesterday, Spain defeated France, 2-1. today, England defeated Netherlands, 2-1. they will play each other on Sunday for the championship.
yesterday in the Copa America, Argentina defeated Canada, 2-0. tonight, Uruguay takes on Colombia.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite.
i think all the storms are out of the area now. i'm hoping i will actually get some fucking sleep tonight.
i do need to send some poems out tonight.
and i need to figure out dinner.
i will probably be on here tomorrow in the afternoon.
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.
ha sido un día largo
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:
NxWorries w/Snoop Dogg & October London - FromHere
Chrystabell & David Lynch - The Answers to the Questions
My Best Fiend - On the Shoes of the Infinite
Preservation Hall Jazz Band & Tom Waits - Tootie Ma Is a Big Fine Thing
The Coasters - Down in Mexico
"Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind."
- Marcel Proust
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i didn't sleep well last night. i took a shower and fell asleep a little after 3 AM. first time i saw the clock it was a little after 6. fuck me. i think i took naps of 20 to 35 minutes until i finally got out of bed around 9. the weather guy on the news last night said that the rainy and snowy weather will be over soon. there is a light at the end of this. i said yeah, it's a fucking train.
Monday Night Raw was very good last night. i feel bad for CM Punk. but, i do love all the possibilities his injury has now set up for WrestleMania.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Inside the NFL and Name That Tune.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against George Washington. hopefully, they will win tonight.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.
i think we're only supposed to get an inch of snow, so i'm hoping it won't be a mess tomorrow on the roads and in the parking lots.
hard to believe January is almost over.
until tomorrow 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.
de la lluvia a la nieve
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:
Arcwelder - Lafayette
Shakey Graves & Jess Williamson - True Love Will Find You In The End (Live)
CocoRosie - Werewolf
Weezer - El Scorcho
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"Beauty is not everything!" - Chita Rivera (January 23, 1933 - January 30, 2024)
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
April 18th and it fucking snowed. of course. it is supposed to snow some more tonight. but don't worry, it will be in the 70's by Wednesday. and people think i'm crazy when i say there is a conspiracy between mother nature and the medical industry to keep all of us fucking sick all the time.
Easter went well for the most part here. i'm not sure why my sister thought it would be good to make lemon pepper chicken, red potatoes and asparagus in the smallest fucking pan she could find. the baseball cards my mother got me were pretty good. i did get some decent rookie cards in the hanger box. all in all, other than the obvious fucking tension between my mother and sister, i thought the day went well.
the Yankees pissed away a wonderful start from Nestor Cortes yesterday. he struck out 12 and only walked 1 in 5 innings yesterday. of course, the offense didn't do shit as usual, and the Yankees lost 5-0. thankfully, the Yankees are off tonight. they start a series in Detroit tomorrow.
here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
the season finale of Power Book IV: Force was excellent last night.
the season finale of Shining Vale was hilarious last night.
Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.
the season finale of Game Theory with Bomani Jones was really good last night.
here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs yesterday:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw, Better Things and American Song Contest.
mom's physical therapy appointment went well today. i wrote 2 poems while that was going on. i typed those up when we got back home. i think i just about have enough poems to get another batch of submissions out in the next day or two.
i did listen to episode 391 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can hear that by going here:
i should be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays at Liverpool tomorrow. mom has a doctor's appointment in the morning. then, i think i have to take her to the bank to deposit a check and get some money out. if all goes well, i'll be home in time to write a blog before United plays. if not, i'll write it after the match.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
a la mierda la nieve
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:
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Ryan Bingham - Bluebird
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Tom Waits - Jersey Girl
Chris Stapleton - Cold
"Anything for a quiet life." - Thomas Middleton
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i got the other order of baseball cards i got from Small Business Saturday yesterday. these were from Repacked Wax in Akron, Ohio. i was thrilled with what i got. the highlight had to be the 1966 Topps Don Drysdale. i think the 4 best cards in the packs i got were worth more than what i paid for 10 packs. that is why i will always try to buy cards from Repacked Wax.
the Dayton Flyers won yesterday over Northern Illinois, 79-41. they will have their first true road game coming up on Wednesday at SMU. that should be a good measuring stick to see how good they really are now.
the New York Rangers won last night over Chicago, 3-2.
to be honest, i didn't watch much of the college football games yesterday. i got all my Christmas cards done instead.
Austin City Limits was excellent last night.
i got up this morning in time to watch Manchester United take on Crystal Palace. i wanted to see how the new coach was going to set up the team. he played the same group that played against Arsenal, but had them attacking more. i will say this, it was way more entertaining than the last few months. Fred of all people scored the only goal of the match. United won 1-0.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Succession, Insecure, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Power Book II: Ghost, Hightown, VICE, Dexter: New Blood, Yellowjackets and Desus & Mero. i'll be watching NXT War Games on Peacock for most of the evening.
i think i am going to try to get some writing done this afternoon. i know i need to pound out some poems so i can send my end of the year submissions out.
i hope everyone had an excellent Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.
i should be on here tomorrow after a trip to the post office.
until then kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
espero que no llueva hoy
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:
St. Paul and the Broken Bones - Love Letter From A Red Roof Inn
Big Freedia - Smoked Out Santa
Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
P.M. Dawn - Set Adrift on Memory Bliss
"What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning."
- Werner Heisenberg
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, i got most of the grocery shopping done today. Thursday is quickly becoming the day to get everything that wasn't on the list. but, that's for tomorrow's blog. i got home in time to watch the Manchester United game in the Champions League today.
of course, United always has to give up the first goal. but, down 1-0, it seemed like they finally woke the fuck up. an absolute golazo from Alex Telles tied the game at 1. and then in the 95th minute, CR7 scored the winner and Old Trafford went fucking nuts. United defeated Villarreal 2-1. they desperately needed this win.
the Yankees won again last night over Toronto, 7-2. that's 7 wins in a row. their magic number to clinch a playoff spot is down to 3. if they win tonight, that number will be down to 1.
the New York Rangers defeated Boston last night, 3-2. Panarin had 3 points in the game. so, it looks like he's already ready for the season.
The Voice was good last night.
NXT was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW Dynamite, Rhodes to The Top, The Masked Singer, Alter Ego, American Horror Story: Double Feature and the season finale of Big Brother.
i should be on here tomorrow when i get all the Thursday shopping done.
i did take mom to her accountant today. she finally got the taxes done. this takes procrastination to a whole new level.
i did get some baseball cards today at Rite Aid. i paid $5 for the box and there was about $15 worth of cards in it.
that's all for me today kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the shot.
todavía tengo tomates en la vid para recoger
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:
Divine Fits - Shivers
Chris Robinson Brotherhood - Rosalee
Japandroids - Continuous Thunder
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit - Cigarettes and Wine (Live)
"Proverbs are short sentences drawn from long experience." - Miguel de Cervantes
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i was hoping to get this blog done before the Manchester United game today, as i knew i'd be a bit pissy if the game went as i thought it would. of course, it did. United lost to Liverpool 2-0. the much worse news in my eyes is the injury news for Marcus Rashford. stress fractures in his back and a loose bone in his ankle. i figure once he has the surgeries, his season might as well be over. that opens up the big question here in the January transfer window; will United bring anyone in? i doubt it, and if that is the case, then Mason Greenwood should take his place and start all the fucking games. i doubt they do that either. my best guess is the owners are fine with this fucking mediocrity and will do nothing. joy.
i did watch a ton of college basketball yesterday. there were so many upsets, i think there's a decent chance that Dayton may end up in the top 10 tomorrow. if so, that would be the first time since 1967.
Austin City Limits was really good and weird last night.
ROH was good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Batwoman, the season finale of Ray Donovan, Shameless, Power, The Outsider, Avenue 5 and Curb Your Enthusiasm.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Columbus. i'd love to see to the Rangers win again.
i do plan on watching the AFC and NFC championship games today. first up is the Titans at the Chiefs. the second game is the Packers at the 49ers. winners go to the Super Bowl.
i hope everyone had a good Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.
i will be on here tomorrow sometime between doing loads of my laundry.
i guess we're celebrating my birthday today whenever my sister gets back here. joy.
until tomorrow kids...
odio la mediocridad con pasión
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:
Mitski - Geyser
Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Fever Pitch
CocoRosie - Werewolf
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." - Edgar Allan Poe
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
we're supposed to get anywhere from 4 to 7 inches. yes, i thought of the same sex joke you just did. i'm waiting for the mail to come before i go out to get the paper. i'm only planning on going out once in this shit.
i'm not a big fan of the snow, although it's better than a damn ice storm.
NJPW was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
the New York Rangers play this afternoon at the Islanders. i'm sure the Rangers will lose again. Lose For Hughes boys.
NXT UK Takeover Blackpool is this afternoon. i am really looking forward to see what happens in their first Takeover event.
the NFL playoffs start back up today. the Colts are at the Chiefs and the Cowboys play at the Rams this evening. i will probably watch a good portion of both those games.
other than that, i plan on enjoying the chili i made this morning and watching the fucking snow.
i heard back from Nine Muses Poetry this morning on my recent poetry submission. they decided to pass. oh well.
i will be on here early tomorrow as tomorrow will be a complete clusterfuck.
i hope everyone enjoys their Saturday. if you have snow, be safe and enjoy it.
¿Por qué me molesto con el amor?
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:
Dirty Heads - That's All I Need
Ivan Neville - Why Can't I Fall in Love
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Hammock - Snowburn
"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." - Jack London
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
it feels like anymore i'm usually falling asleep right about the time the fucking sun is coming up. not that i would know that as i have fallen into my little depression hole of staying in my room for most hours of the day anymore. but, the words keep on finding me, so i'm not about to panic or some shit like that.
i wrote 13 poems yesterday while mom was at her physical therapy appointment. those are my first poems of April. i typed them up last night and really like most of them. i might do another round of submissions in another week or so.
here is your poetry for this day of National Poetry Month:
the New York Yankees lost to Boston last night 14-1. thank fucking god i didn't watch that game. they play again tonight.
Smackdown was really good last night. i love that Paige is the new GM. if they are planning on doing a program between AJ Styles, Shinsuke Nakamura and Daniel Bryan, please just take my money now. and i am so damn happy that Peyton Royce and Billie Kay were finally called up from NXT.
205 Live was excellent last night.
Deadliest Catch was really good last night. this looks like it is going to be another crazy season.
The Voice was basically just a recap show of the season so far last night. the live shows start next week.
The Jim Jefferies Show last night was excellent.
The Chris Gethard Show last night was fucking crazy.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.
if the Yankees are getting their asses whipped again tonight, i will probably be either watching the start of the NHL playoffs or maybe some other shit on television.
or i might get a wild hair up my ass and do some writing.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after i take mom to an appointment she made with a dietitian. it's supposed to be a hour long appointment. mom's back has been killing her lately, so i know there's no fucking chance she can sit there for 60 minutes and not be in dire fucking pain. so, tomorrow should be interesting.
i did see CR7 save Real Madrid today in the Champions League. what a crazy fucking game.
that's all for me kids.
abraza el dolor y controla tu destino
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:
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Ben Harper - Waiting On an Angel
Cigarettes After Sex - Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby
American Aquarium - I Hope He Breaks Your Heart (Live)
"Courage is the capacity to confront what can be imagined." - Leo Rosten
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
let me sum up the last 13 years of my life, especially when it comes to matters with the opposite sex. i will meet someone, normally online, that takes an interest in me. we'll chat and get to know each other. eventually, the talk gets dirty and some sex (real or imaginative) happens. usually within 24 hours of that happening, the issue of money will be the next conversation. sometimes it's i'm stuck in a foreign country and need money to come back home. or it's i'm taking care of a sick relative that needs surgery or my favorite one... i'm in nursing school and just need the money to help me pay for books. most of these women end up being in Africa or sometimes Europe. now, keep in mind that very early on in the getting to know you phase, i mention that i'm a poet and i am poor. for some fucking reason, that part never gets through. so, now we come to yesterday. i have been talking to this woman online that told me she lived right down the street from me but is over in Germany taking care of sick grandparents. she's supposed to be coming home in a few days and we had talked about meeting up. of course, there was some dirty talk involved. she sent me a picture of her tits and i naturally checked google to see if they were on the internet already. they weren't, which made me think, holy shit, i might have an actual connection with someone. i had a little writing session today and i wrote 6 poems, mostly ones involving this woman in one way or another. so, when i got online this afternoon, the first message from her was she lost her credit card and now needs money to come home. you have got to be shitting me. at this point, i may never talk to another person online ever again. there is a part of me that hopes one day this amazing looking woman shows up at my door and says hello, do you remember... but the old fuck in me that hates the world is currently taking hope out and beating the shit out of it. so, if anyone ever wants to know why i'm single, there you have it. and i have friends that want me to try online dating. why do so many fucking people hate me?
i was not surprised that Golden State won last night. OKC choked once again. so, it now sets up Cleveland vs. Golden State for the second year in a row. well, if LeBron is going to end the Cleveland drought, he's going to have to earn it.
i didn't watch much of the hockey game last night. the only player on Pittsburgh that i will be happy for if they win the cup will be Carl Hagelin. i will always fondly remember his years with the Rangers. the rest of them could all die and i wouldn't give a shit.
the New York Yankees didn't do much last night, losing 4-2. they didn't score until the 9th inning. they play again tonight up in Toronto.
i did enjoy Monday Night Raw last night, mostly for AJ Styles, Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows beating the living shit out of John Cena. it was glorious. after Raw, WWE 24 on WWE Network had a show about Seth Rollins return from his knee injury. it was excellent.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Deadliest Catch and Maya & Marty.
out of the 6 poems i wrote today, i think a couple of them are pretty good. i want to stay more productive than i normally am in the summer with my writing. hopefully, that actually happens.
it's another hot one here today. i actually saw a hummingbird at one of the feeders today. hopefully it enjoyed what i have out for them.
the NCAA Men's College Lacrosse final certainly didn't disappoint yesterday. North Carolina won in OT. they became the first school to ever win the men's and women's in the same year.
i need to go next door and get the recyclables picked up, so that's all for me today kids.
i hope everyone had a great holiday. if not, i certainly understand.
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:
Guided By Voices & Airport 5 - Dayton, Ohio - 19 Something and 5 (Live)
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Social Distortion - Ball and Chain (Live)
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." - Walt Whitman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
this morning i could feel my bones start to ache. i didn't go to bed until 3 in the morning and it was around 9, so i figured i got enough sleep. the skies started to darken and sure enough, we had hail on the back porch. the rain has continued since then. to say i'm fucking miserable at the moment would be an understatement.
i got what i ordered from Amazon.com today. thankfully, the box was small enough to fit in the mail box. it would have been soaked if it was left outside, mostly because the fucks at the post office never ring the doorbell or knock on the door to let you know there's package outside. i can't imagine why they always lose money every year.
the New York Rangers beat Columbus last night 2-1. Derek Stepan scored a short handed goal late in the 3rd period to win it. The King got the night off so Antti Raanta stepped in and stopped 26 of 27 shots for the win. he probably could have had a shutout if Dan Girardi wasn't playing for both teams last night. i thought Eric Staal looked decent in his Rangers debut. i think once he gets to know the guys he'll do fine. the Rangers have a huge back to back coming up this week against Pittsburgh and Washington. they might as well be playoff games.
The Voice was pretty good last night. a few of the women last night were really good. i was shocked to see that one of them is a woman i follow on Google+. small fucking world at times. i was very happy for Mary Sarah.
Gotham was fucking amazing last night. it is easily one of my favorite shows in the last decade or so.
The Men in Blazers was pretty funny last night. i only watch it on the weeks that Manchester United win, so it hasn't been as often as i certainly would have liked.
Monday Night Raw had a few good moments, a few really good moments and then a couple hours of just pure fucking nonsense. i'll be very interested to see what Dean Ambrose does against HHH later in the month, though i'm probably sure it's to set up Roman Reigns to go over. STUPID. and i guess they are going the way i thought with The New Day against Y2AJ. The Undertaker segment left a ton to be desired last night. i give Vince credit though, he plays an asshole father better than anyone.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, the season finale of The Muppets and Total Divas.
the Dayton Flyers play at Richmond tonight. they haven't won there since 2004 i believe. it's Richmond's senior night, so i hope the boys are ready to play spoiler. plus, they really need a fucking win, just to get some good mojo going.
i probably won't get much sleep tonight as i have to drive mom to her physical therapy appointment in the morning. i can just imagine, if it's still raining, the clusterfuck it's going to be driving south. hopefully we miss most of the morning rush hour bullshit.
i hope this finds everyone with better weather than i have here. i now have trash to go pick up. good times.
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 Breeders - Happiness Is a Warm Gun
The Dollyrots - Save Me (Acoustic)
Lonesome River Band - Perfume, Powder & Lead
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"The only laugh that man will ever get in his life is by stripping and showing off his shortcomings." - David Niven
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
here's the rare right before i go to bed blog. i'm mostly writing this because i know i will be busy as fuck in a few hours and the last 12 hours of my life i need to get off my chest.
nothing says time with the family like my sister and i screaming at each other at the top of our lungs. add to it my mother screaming over both of us to shut the fuck up and you can clearly paint the picture of family fun. and to imagine it all started because i told my sister it was my mother's choice if she wanted to get rid of a handbag or not. that lead to the usual saying shit you didn't really mean until i had had enough and decided to unload on everyone. this took me to a pretty dark place as it all goes back to me being molested as a child and just completely feeling like no one in my family has ever given a shit about it. i still laugh at my sister asking me what she was supposed to do. she was dumbfounded when i walked up to her and said all you had to do was put your arm around me and tell me everything was going to be ok. i went to my room and more or less wrote my suicide note. now, before you get concerned and run to call the cops, i'm not close to doing anything crazy. i just figured since i was in the dark place i might as well try to get something out of it. and boy did i. i must say, it is probably the coldest ending to a poem i have EVER written. now, the crazy thing will be when i send out to possibly be published and it gets rejected. i'm not sure how i'm going to feel if that happens. anywho, later in the evening, before dinner, my mother asked me to come into the room and speak to my sister. i tried to be the adult and calmly let my sister know that she gives me the vibe that i'm nothing more than a piece of shit since i don't make money and contribute to the world like she does. she more or less said i am. then, she dug the hole that i'm using my mother and my stepfather's death as a crutch and not doing anything with my life. if i truly was the piece of shit she thinks i am, i would have punched her in the face after that one. but, i was playing the adult after all. so, long story short, i asked my sister to simply give me the illusion that she gives a shit and i will try to be a better brother. i think we both know, she's not capable of even doing that. so, i can't wait until Christmas.
thankfully, the New York Rangers were a bright spot to my day, beating the Flyers 3-0 in Philly. congrats to Marty St. Louis on getting his 1,000th point in the game. the teams play in New York later on Saturday. i will miss most of the game because of the basketball game i will be at, but hopefully it goes just like today's game. here are the highlights:
Saturday is shaping up to be a busy ass sports day for me. Manchester United plays in the morning. i took my shower tonight so i can watch the game. shortly after that is done, Ohio State plays the team i fucking hate. but, soon after that starts, mom and i will be leaving to go to the Dayton Flyers game against UIC. and while we're at UD Arena, i'll be checking on the football game and the Rangers hockey game. hopefully when we get back home, i can start enjoying some victory beers.
i did catch Sonic Highways earlier tonight on HBO. another excellent episode. it truly took me back to the 90's for sure. it was kind of eerie as a good chunk of the episode was about Kurt Cobain's suicide. and given the events of my day, that certainly hit me hard. next week is the series finale. the show will be about New York City. that should be awesome.
i'm pretty sure there is no new Saturday Night Live this week, so all i'll be watching late Saturday night is a new episode of ROH.
the high school i went to lost in the state playoffs earlier tonight. first senior class that hasn't made it to the finals in 5 years. i feel sorry for those guys as that will be on them for the rest of their lives.
that's all for me. maybe i'll actually get some sleep tonight. i'll be on here sometime on Sunday with the complete rundown of my crazy ass Saturday. i hope everyone has a great weekend. hopefully yours has a little less screaming in it.
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:
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Broken Bones & Pocket Change
JJ Grey & Mofro - 99 Shades of Crazy
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"I wake up some mornings hating me too." - Rahm Emanuel
we had a nice thunder and lightning show here last night. so when i woke up this morning and my back was tighter than normal, i figured it must have rained overnight. sure enough. it's struggled to get to 60 degrees today. the seasons have officially changed.
the New York Rangers made their final cuts today. i'm really happy that a few of the kids have made the roster. of course, with Stepan being injured, everything will change when he gets back. i'll have to try to remember to take my camera when i see them play in Columbus on Saturday.
i did pretty damn good picking NFL games yesterday. if Seattle wins tonight, i'll go 12-3 for the week. that's a nice rebound from last week. i have won one of my fantasy matches by 17 points. i'm trailing the other by 2 points, but i have Seattle's kicker tonight. so, hopefully that will be another win. sort of amazing if it does happen as i had two players get zero points yesterday.
the New Orleans Saints won in OT yesterday, 37-31. as entertaining as it was frustrating, i was happy to have that victory beer after that one. i truly needed it.
the Sunday night shows were excellent. Boardwalk Empire had a nice little twist at the end of it that should set up the next few weeks. The Strain was brilliant. and it ended with the perfect cliffhanger for next season. Total Divas was interesting for me, mostly because of the behind the scenes details with Daniel Bryan's injuries. Last Week Tonight was funny and eye opening at the same time. and finally, Homeland was great. the show certainly started a little slow but quickly picked up the pace that then lasted for the next 90 minutes. next week should be good.
tonight is another clusterfuck on television for me. i'll hope that YouTube helps for what i miss on The Big Bang Theory and The Voice. i'm hoping to watch most of Gotham and Monday Night Raw. then, i'm hoping to catch the Men in Blazers show at midnight. and sometime in between all that, watch a little baseball and football. the Elvis wall of televisions would be good for tonight.
my back has been really in misery since i did the dishes this morning. i don't think i pulled anything or anything like that... i just think the weather is kicking my ass again. hopefully i can get a good stretch in here soon.
well, i need to go do some fantasy hockey homework and think about what we're doing for dinner tonight.
i hope everyone had a great weekend. 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:
Love and Rockets - So Alive
Will Hoge - Woman Be Strong
Young Summer - Blood Love
Lovelife - Nova
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
"Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else." - Margaret Mead
i have been a sports fan for nearly my entire life. i have seen bad calls go against the teams i root for since birth it feels like. hell, i watched one ref steal an entire series for the Lakers over Sacramento back in the day. and the NBA will never convince anyone that they didn't steal that series. last night was probably the most upset i have been at officiating in my 38 years on earth. when the Rangers get fucked over on 2 blown calls and both times, the puck ends up in the back of their net, it's infuriating. to have it happen in the Stanley Cup Final and cost them a Game 2 they needed to win... let's just say if this was soccer in South America there would be 4 officials that would be murdered by this morning. the sad thing truly is, the officiating has fucking sucked for the entire NHL playoffs. and that's for all the games, not just the ones the Rangers have lost. now, i do know that most people will say this smells like sour grapes, especially given that the Rangers blew 3 different 2 goal leads last night (lost 5-4 in 2OT). and i admit, it probably is. but to see a league fuck over one of the most loyal fan bases on earth, that haven't had a championship, let alone, ANYTHING to celebrate in 20 fucking years so the Kings could win their second title in 3 years is beyond me. i personally hope that the refs return the favor at MSG for games 3 and 4, but i doubt it. and if the horrific officiating continues, i hope the fans march down to the league office in NYC and burn it to the ground.
as you might expect, i haven't had much sleep.
i did manage to find the Yankees game last night on tv. part of the beauty of having the baseball package is i get the games that the rest of the country doesn't. after watching bits and pieces of them losing 8-4, i wish i wouldn't have been able to watch last night. they play again later in the afternoon. i'm hoping my anger leads me to passing out before the game starts.
on the bright side, team USA looked pretty damn good yesterday in beating Nigeria 2-1. i think they may have found the right guys to be the back 6 for the World Cup. and thank god, Jozy Altidore found the net again. hopefully, just in time for some goals in the group of death. here is his second from yesterday:
hopefully they will be ready for Ghana when the World Cup begins. time for some revenge against that country.
on top of all my anger today. 3 of my right toes are killing me. i don't think they are broken and i don't remember kicking anything yesterday, but it is totally a pain i don't need. especially given the fact that is trying to rain today and my back is currently on strike. if there ever was a time to start a heroin addiction...
hopefully i will be in a much better mood by the time the Sunday night shows start. i believe i will start off with the Showtime shows and then flip over to HBO afterwards. i am looking forward to the double episodes of Veep tonight. i believe that is the season finale of it. i could be wrong with that, i don't have time to keep track.
at some point i will flip over to see what is going on in Game 2 of the NBA finals. would be funny if somehow the air conditioning just happens to go out again tonight.
and if i am somehow still awake come late tonight, i might actually try to unleash some words on the page. no guarantee that will happen though. my production tends to slow down in the summer. i tend to like to pretend i have a life during these months. pretend would be the key word there.
i hope this finds everyone in a MUCH better mood than i am. i'll be on here sometime after my trip to the bank tomorrow.
be well. be angry. be the asshole that can make yourself laugh at the misery of others. and be mindful that someone is laughing at you as well.
adios mis amigos
i tried to get creative and tell a story with the titles of the songs below. not too bad. i might try this more often...
music:
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Shooter Jennings - The Gunslinger
K's Choice - Not an Addict
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Dr. Dog - Shadow People
Pistol Annies - Hell on Heels
INXS - Not Enough Time
XTC - Dear God
"I knew I was an unwanted baby when I saw that my bath toys were a toaster and a radio." - Joan Rivers
hardly a cloud in the sky, in the low 70's with hardly any humidity. for a fat ass that likes to sit and watch television with the windows open, today has been a slice of heaven.
lots to get to, so away we go.
the Yankees finally got some runs last night and were on the verge of winning until DRob makes a horrible mistake pitch to Adam Dunn. sadly, 10 seconds before this happens i mention to my mother that he needs to careful to Dunn because a mistake will cost them the game. sure enough. but, the Yankees came back today in a game where they were comatose for 8 innings, to force extra innings while down 3 runs in the 9th (and down to their final out) and win it in the 10th 4-3 on a HR from Jacoby Ellsbury. first Yankees win in the south side of Chicago since 2011. and finally, my first victory beer in days.
i did get to watch ROH this afternoon so i won't have to try to stay up tonight to see it. another great episode.
i watched the playoff final to see what team would be in the Premier League next season. a stunning goal from a 10 man QPR in the final minute to win the game 1-0. hats off to them for playing down a man for nearly 35 minutes and still finding a way to win the game.
i also watched the Champions League final today as well. hopefully everyone saw it and understands why you should never try to sit on a lead. Real Madrid scores late to force extra time and then blows it wide open in the final 15 minutes of extra time to win 4-1. i'm happy for CR7 to win another title and to win one in his home country.
not a bad day of soccer at all.
as for tonight, i'll be flipping between some playoff hockey and playoff basketball. i also need to look at this website that i was asked to submit some poems for. i saw some of the names on it so far and i definitely believe i will try to come up with something for it.
thanks to everyone for the responses to my poems on Horror Sleaze Trash. i really appreciate it.
i saw a rabbit, 2 toads, and a snake while i was mowing yesterday. good to see the zoo is still going strong out here. i also believe that my cat Whitey actually had 4 kittens and not the 3 i thought she had earlier this month. these fuckers look like they are going to be monsters as well.
it was perfect yesterday for mowing. not even 70 degrees and a light breeze. i didn't get a sunburn and haven't got sick yet (knock on wood).
that's all for me kids. i'll be on here tomorrow sometime during all the car races. and it will be before the Sunday night festivities of a Rangers MUST WIN Game 4 and the shows i love on Showtime. plus, i want to see the movie on HBO as well. as always, who needs sleep.
a few new songs in the music section below. was up to 2:30 in the morning seeing how depressed i could get on iTunes. that should give it away i suppose. hope this finds everyone well. until tomorrow my enemies...
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Corb Lund w/ Hayes Carll - Bible On the Dash
U2 - Bad (Live)
My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Pulp - Common People (Full Length Version)
Tricky - Aftermath
"All I can do is be me, whoever that is." - Bob Dylan
