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Monday, September 25, 2023

the monday blues...

 i was pretty happy yesterday when the New Orleans Saints were up 17-0 at halftime at Green Bay. Derek Carr got injured in the second half and it was like the whole team said oh shit at the same time. the offense was inept and couldn't stay on the field long enough to give the defense a break. and sure enough, Green Bay came back to win 18-17. they said after the game that Derek Carr has a sprained AC Joint in his right shoulder. great.






the Yankees were officially eliminated from the playoffs yesterday after losing to Arizona, 7-1. they are already down 2-0 today. at least The Captain said the right things after the game. there is a ton of shit that needs to change to be better next season.





the USWNT won yesterday against South Africa, 2-0. 




Big Brother was good last night.


Billions was excellent last night.




the mid-season finale of The Chi last night brought back a ton of memories.



Power Book IV: Force last night was very good.



enjoy some music:







and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Monday Night Raw.


i did listen to episode 466 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can hear it by going here:




i will probably watch some of the two Monday night football games tonight. Eagles at Tampa Bay and Rams at Bengals.


i hope everyone had a great weekend.


i will be on here tomorrow after i take mom to get her injection for her back.


it might be a little later than usual because Manchester United plays in the League Cup tomorrow against Crystal Palace.



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.


la tristeza del lunes


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:


Nada Rosa - Reversal of Fortune


Diego Raposo w/mediopicky - EL UNDERGROUND


Corinne Bailey Rae - He Will Follow You With His Eyes


Nina Simone - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood


Aretha Franklin - Ain't No Way



"Comfortable shoes and the freedom to leave are the two most important things in life." 
                                                                      - Shel Silverstein


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



Friday, September 16, 2022

and the hours bleed together endlessly...

 so, imagine my surprise when i realize the blog i wrote yesterday never got published. i guess i'm getting too old to function on 3 hours of sleep anymore. death can't be far behind.


so, i wrote a poem last night about this woman i have an incredible crush on. i believe she knows it but we live so damn far apart, i doubt anything is going to come out of this. other than some really great poetry. so to the spanish princess, hello beautiful. anytime you want to jump, i'll be ready...


Vice News Tonight had two great shows this week.



Big Brother was good last night. Alyssa was evicted. Taylor is the new HOH.


both episodes of Atlanta last night were fucking great.





Little Demon was fucking hilarious last night.



NJPW was really good last night.


i did watch some of the Chargers vs. Chiefs last night.




enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:








on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher and Los Espookys. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.


the Yankees play tonight at Milwaukee. hopefully, Judge will homer and the Yankees will win.


the person i'm not allowed to talk about will be down here tomorrow. hopefully, i will have the blog done before she arrives.


Manchester United won 2-0 yesterday in the Europa League. Sancho and CR7 had the goals. i loved that they had a clean sheet.







i need to go get dinner ready. 


i picked my pills from Rite Aid today. it was another shit show. they were supposed to be ready by 11AM and i got there around 5PM and they weren't ready. i'm not one to throw a tantrum, mostly because i know the pills are going to be free. i did laugh at how everyone else was getting pissy but i knew the reason. the pharmacist today was black and i would guess 97% of the people in this town don't know that they are racist. i did love that the pharmacist put this one lady in her place while she was holding up the drive thru line. i can't wait for the white flight when more blacks start moving into Brookville. eventually, these stupid white people are going to realize they have no place else to run to.


i hope everyone has 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 off the fucking streets.


get the fucking shot.


solo quiero enamorarme una vez mas antes de morir


be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.


peace and chicken grease...


music:


Ryan Bingham - The Poet


Danielle Ponder - Creep (Live)


Nada Rosa - The Process of Dying


Chris Stapleton - Cold


John Prine - Mexican Home (Live)


"Imagination is the highest kite one can fly." - Lauren Bacall


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