a cloudy Monday...

 so, the snow we got yesterday fucked up the satellite for most of the day. i was able to get the Sunday Ticket package on the television via the app, but that was well into the afternoon by the time i got that going. the Saints lost to the Titans yesterday, 23-21. two missed extra points, too many penalties, too many referee fuck ups, etc. etc. etc. that's two damn weeks in a row the Saints lost a game they should have won. 

the New York Rangers defeated the Devils last night, 4-3 in a shootout. the shootout went 7 rounds. i was very happy the Rangers got both points. i am still fucking furious that P.K. Subban injured another fucking Rangers player. if the league won't punish him, hopefully someone makes sure he leaves the ice on a stretcher one of these days.

Axios was good last night.

Succession was excellent last night.

Insecure was really good last night.

Curb Your Enthusiasm was hilarious last night.

the season finale of Last Week Tonight was great.

BMF was good last night.

Hightown had a holy shit ending last night.

Vice was excellent last night.

Desus & Mero was fucking funny as fuck last night.

Dexter: New Blood was really good last night.

Yellowjackets was fucking BRILLIANT last night. i am going to love this show.

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 369 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/homicide-notsam-wrestling-369-88301978

i wrote 6 poems today while mom was in her doctor's appointment. everything went well for her. she really likes this doctor. i typed the poems up when we got home from lunch. i really like a few of the ones i wrote today. we went to lunch at Perkins.

i should be on here tomorrow in the afternoon.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

until tomorrow 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.

los días sombríos del invierno están aquí

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:

Alanis Morrissette - Uninvited

Paloma Faith - Never Tear Us Apart

PJ Harvey - Down by the Water

Smashing Pumpkins - Today

Dinosaur Jr. - Feel the Pain

"To create one's world in any of the arts takes courage." - Georgia O'Keeffe

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

and here comes another month of...

i was up pretty late last night fucking around with my fantasy football teams. i figure since i have had no luck at all with waivers this year, i would just wait until afterwards and just pick through what was left. so i have new kickers and defenses. hopefully that makes a difference in the next few weeks. i need to get on a nice long winning streak if i want this season to be something other than pure failure.

and to tempt insanity some more, i picked a league for fantasy hockey. that will be interesting since i will actually be attending some NHL games this year and i don't have a smart phone to make some last second changes with the team. i'll have to find out all the good sources for this upcoming season.

speaking of hockey, the Rangers lost last night. i do love that Anthony Duclair scored yet again. this 19 year old is basically forcing himself on the team. they would be crazy to send him back to juniors. hopefully they realize that by now. the kids in this system are amazing so far. i really feel like the time is right for the Rangers to win it all again. hopefully sometime before i die.

i did catch some of the baseball game last night. the playoffs just aren't the same without the Yankees. but, what a fucking choke job by the A's last night. i would congratulate the Royals on the win but i'm old enough to remember the wars between the Royals and Yankees, so that's not going to happen. i doubt i watch much of the game tonight.

mom wants to go out to dinner and to the store. so i'm assuming that is what is going to make up most of my Wednesday night. good times.

The Voice was pretty good last night. i did like the last guy that went to Adam's team. i told mom that was going to happen so all the coaches would have two spots left for next week. i've watched too many damn reality shows. i'm producing the damn things in my head now.

i did a little poetry work today. i think i know where i'm sending my next round of submissions. if all goes well, that will happen sometime tomorrow.

i had to change the water filter down in the cellar today. first time i had changed it since they fixed everything. it was a little different but not that bad. of course, when mom saw dark water in the toilet i figured i fucked something up. so far, so good on that account. i think the well pump is so much better than our last one that we're getting everything to come up. and i mean everything. i figure as long as the water coming out of the faucet isn't dark, we're fine.

i heard back from the doctor's office today about my blood tests. everything is good. i laughed and told my mother that i'm once again proving the odds wrong. i'm a healthy fat person. a throwback to the old days. sadly, i'm poor like the old days as well.

now that i've got my shower out of the way, i guess i could go into town and get the mail and paper. the only time either one of us have been out of the house today was to feed the cats. we had a damn fog here this morning that didn't burn off until noon. it was like some creepy horror movie. fuck it, i'll just wait until we go to the store.

i was shocked when i saw i was well over 2,000 LinkedIn followers today. now if all of them would just buy something...

that's all for me today. 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:

Eddie Vedder - Imagine (Live)
Paloma Faith - Never Tear Us Apart
Aimee Mann - The Scientist (Live)
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man

"I'm more interested in being good than famous." - Annie Leibovitz

and here comes the rain

i actually got something resembling 6 hours of sleep last night. so, i'm somewhat refreshed. my apologies.

there's thunder in the air here, so i'm going to try to type fast.

the Yankees got off to a great start yesterday and then hung on for dear life, winning 9-7. they were up by 9 after 4 innings. they did take the series though. and made a good trade (at least i hope) and got rid of one of the useless old guys. hopefully more of that is on the way. they are up in Cleveland tonight.

i was so happy for Juan Pablo Montoya yesterday. i haven't been able to see him win often over the last decade or so. so the win at Pocono was very nice to see. he totally deserved it.

the tennis match was pretty good yesterday and i got a little nap watching some golf and soccer. not a bad lazy Sunday at all.

Big Brother made me laugh last night. not because of actual content but more creative editing by CBS. the show happens one way in reality and another in each episode. it's humorous how many people don't really know the difference.

The Leftovers was another weird mess last night. i'm still not sure if i really want to invest my time in it. next Sunday will be the true test with all the Showtime shows coming back on. i imagine if i remember to make an effort to find it next week...

also coming back this week is The Bridge. i can't wait for Wednesday.

no World Cup games today, so i'm going to try to get over to the used music store and sell off some music. hopefully make a little money.

i did compose a poem while i was sitting on the toilet this morning. i haven't typed it up, but i think it has all the makings of a classic.

well, i need to get out there and feed the cats before it really starts storming.

hope this finds everyone well. yes, i know it's Monday, get over it.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Street Sweeper Social Club - The New Fuck You
Young the Giant - My Body
Paloma Faith - Never Teat Us Apart
Deftones - Minerva
Hank Williams III - Cecil Brown
Mayer Hawthorne - The Walk

"Friends and good manners will carry you where money won't go." - Margaret Walker

a day on the computer

so, with Manchester United playing this afternoon but not on television anywhere, i had an afternoon at the computer following along. thankfully, they won 4-0 to advance to the next round of the Capital One Cup. the next game is this weekend at Fulham, which lost today. hopefully the good run of play can continue on.

i did watch bits and pieces of The Voice. got a little bummed when 2 of my favorites got eliminated. but, i was happy to see Cole end up on Team Blake. he's one i have my eye on.

Monday Night Raw started off great with Cena getting the shit beat out of him. but, of course, he somehow wins, which really pissed me off. i would have turned it off but the creative team won me back with the interactions of the Wyatt Family with Daniel Bryan and CM Punk. that has the smell of genius at work in my mind. i can't wait to see where that goes. the rest of the show was just sort of there for me.

the New York Rangers played hard, but once again, not good enough to win. a 2-0 loss. i certainly wasn't in love with the officiating last night. i doubt i will feel any better about it tonight against the fucking Islanders. i wouldn't mind a victory, but i'm not getting my hopes up.

the football game last night was a fucking bore to say the least. i split my fantasy football matches. but, i did go 11-2 on the week picking games. i spent most of my day today going between the United game and figuring which players to target on waivers. my fingers are crossed.

so between another night of The Voice, another Rangers game, the NBA season starts tonight. i suppose i will check that out in commercial breaks until the last 5 minutes or so.

we're supposed to get some rain tonight. i'm really hoping it doesn't as the corn still needs to be harvested.

that's all for today. i hope this finds everyone well. peace and chicken grease.

music:

Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Live from Alabama
The Afghan Whigs - Gentlemen
Paloma Faith - Fall to Grace
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa - Seesaw
Otis Redding - Otis Blue: Otis Redding Sings Soul

"After all is said and done, more is said than done." - Aesop

i guess the summer heat wants another victim

i went out to get the mail today and was like holy fuck. it had to be damn near 90 at noon. totally was not expecting that. of course, when you spend all weekend watching sports and no news, these types of things are a surprise.

the Yankees won yesterday. i cheated and flipped over a few times during a rare blah moment on the Red Zone channel. when i saw they were bringing in Mo to get 6 outs, i just shook my head. the lack of great pitching right now is what is really killing this team. and then i flipped over right after the Yankees scored the winning run in the bottom of the 9th. i believe it was the first time they had won on a wild pitch since 1977.  a big 4-3 win to avoid the sweep. they play tonight in Baltimore. i imagine i will flip over during commercials. just about all of the games for the rest of the season are MUST WIN games.

i did pretty good in fantasy football yesterday. in one league i am up by 33 points. i have 2 guys going tonight and my opponent has 4. if i hold on to that lead, i will be surprised. in the other league i am trailing by 10 points. but i have 3 players going tonight and my opponent is done. i feel pretty confident that i will win that one.

my mom is happy her Jets won while i do hope my sister is getting ready for a long year for her Steelers.

as for the Sunday night shows, i did not watch one second of Big Brother. i did watch the women's tennis final that pushed everything back nearly 50 minutes or so. i never get bored of watching Serena Williams in tight clothing.

Boardwalk Empire was great last night. i have always liked the show. i'm a bit of a history whore.

The Newsroom was awesome as usual. i always wonder how close the chaos really is to the reality of a newsroom on election night. it should be a great season finale next week with how this episode set it up.

Ray Donovan was interesting. a nice little twist that i didn't see coming. the kid being left on the bed was classic. i'm not really sure where the final 2 episodes are going.

Total Divas was the unintentionally funny train wreck that it normally is. after watching these many episodes i truly know that i have been watching wrestling too long to actually "buy" any of this. though, the health stuff truly interests me as the WWE has done a great job in the last few years of letting the fans into the "real" injuries that do happen.

tonight should be an interesting one for me. 2 football games, Monday Night Raw, some baseball and god knows what else all on at the same time. lets just say after my shower here in a bit, i guess i'll be spending the rest of the night in my easy chair.

lastly, i did manage to break out some poetry today. this morning i went through some unpublished poems. this afternoon, i sent 11 out. 3 each to Dead Snakes and The Camel Saloon and 5 to Regardless Of Authority. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

that is all. i need to go get the vacuum and get some cleaning done before i shower. hope this finds everyone well.

music:

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Push The Sky Away
Paloma Faith - Fall To Grace
The Allman Brothers Band - The Allman Brothers Band

"Music is the shorthand of emotion." - Leo Tolstoy

some deadlines just come and go

so i spent most of today going through old papers that need to be shredded, listening to some new music, and watching all the baseball trade chatter going on online. i'm not shocked that the Yankees did nothing. management seems determined to drive that team right to mediocre. that should go over well with the fan base.

the Yankees lost last night 3-2 on a walk off hit by the Dodgers. i've been beaten down by this season so much that the anger doesn't even last anymore. yet another game where the pitching was good enough to win but the offense, outside of Overbay, did nothing. i give them even less of a chance to win tonight against one of the best pitchers in baseball.

the season finale of Deadliest Catch was great last night. next season will be pretty different with so many guys leaving or changing crews.

tonight i'll be watching Big Brother and the best show on television, The Bridge.

i did get my order from amazon.com today. so, you'll be seeing some strange names in the music section of the posts. today will be a perfect example.

i may sneak in a few views of the MLS All-Star game tonight as well.

today has been pretty damn dreary out here on the farm. no sun at all. just this haze that is filled with apathy.

add another cat to the danger list. i haven't seen my cat Jermaine Jackson in a few weeks now. i'm pretty sure both it and the cat Walt Whitman are both gone for good. i suppose by the middle of August i'll know for sure.

well, just finished my lunch of a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk. not sure if that will help my stomach or not. the way my body has been acting here lately, perhaps it is time for a lobotomy or an exorcism.

and with that lovely visual in your minds, i bid you a fond farewell for today.

music:

Jason Isbell - Southeastern
Neon Indian - Psychic Chasms
Houndmouth - From The Hills Below The City
Paloma Faith - Fall To Grace

"It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper." - Errol Flynn