degenerate

back from the doctor and under the influence...here's the story.

the x-rays showed that i am showing signs of degenerative discs in my neck. the doctor and i decided to continue on with the medicine for another 2 weeks to see if the pain subsides. if it doesn't, then we'll know for sure that it's onto the orthopedic route of injections, rehab, and possibly surgery. so, until that doom and gloom comes, i'm on some stronger pain meds and another round of steroids. hopefully this works.

the New York Rangers play here in a little bit against the Oilers. i'd love to see another win, especially since they play at Pittsburgh tomorrow.

the Dayton Flyers finally played the way they are capable of last night. a 84-67 victory over George Mason that really wasn't that close. the last 30 minutes of that game were a blowout. so happy they finally didn't play down to their competition. hopefully this is the start of something good.

i did watch the new episode of Duck Dynasty last night. it was ok. sleep would have been better for me.

so, after the doctor's appointment, mom took me to a sports bar to get drunk. well, not really since i can drink like a fish, but you know... these are the times where the alcoholic gene i have comes in real handy.

the weather is supposed to get colder than shit overnight. i think i saw it's going to be like -10 or so. this is truly becoming my winter from hell.

that's all for me my friends. at least if i'm having problems sleeping now, i'll have the Winter Olympics to watch. would be nice if the competitive juices can override the pain for a few hours at least.

hope everyone is well. and warm. and looking forward to the weekend.

peace.

music:

N.W.A. - The N.W.A. Legacy Volume 1 1988-1998

"One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain." - Bob Marley

too good to be true

so the other day my artist friend from Sweden said that he missed my rants on Frontier Communications. i laughed and said they hadn't fucked up here lately but i was sure they would show their true colors around the holiday shopping season. funny, just 2 days later and the internet was out for almost 9 FUCKING hours today. it just came on a little but ago. i guess it was out all over the area as it was out in town as well. around 8 tonight i asked mom if she thought anyone actually told Frontier that it was out to begin with. she laughed and called just in case. thankfully it's back on tonight.

so, to waste time today i've had a couple glasses of wine, carried some shit in for my sister (she's down for the weekend), watched a little college hockey and listened to some music. right before the internet went down i posted some pictures i took today. 24 of them to be exact. my sister joked that i crashed the internet myself. who knows, she could be right. here are my favorites from today. the rest of them can be seen on my Google+ page or in the slideshow on the right hand side of this blog. enjoy.

The Big Bang Theory last night was fucking hilarious. i love the writing on that show.

my kicker paid off for me last night in fantasy football. i'm up by 12 points in both matches.

i also wrote a poem today that had been swimming in my head for almost a week. hopefully that opens the floodgates.

big sports weekend kicks off tomorrow. Manchester United in the morning. Ohio State in the afternoon, which i will miss most of because i will be at the Red and Blue game for the University of Dayton basketball program. i can't wait to see how the new players look.

not sure when i will actually blog tomorrow. i'm guessing in the evening. hopefully it will be after a few victory beers.

hope everyone has a great weekend. and hopefully your internet service provider is better than the piece of shit service provider i have.

music:

Stone Temple Pilots - Core
John Mayer Trio - Try! Live in Concert
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
N.W.A. - Straight Outta Compton
Natalie Merchant - Tigerlily

"I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours." - Hunter S. Thompson