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Monday, September 4, 2017

happy labor day

i hope everyone that is celebrating labor day enjoys it. safe travels. don't drink and drive unless you plan on killing yourself. enjoy some food and some relaxation.

the New York Yankees defeated Boston last night 9-2. that moves them within 3 1/2 of first place in the division. what i loved most about last night was they whipped Boston's best pitcher. and Aaron Judge finally hit another home run. it would be nice to get him going again, especially since Gary Sanchez will be out 3 games serving his suspension. the Yankees start a series this afternoon at Baltimore.

Big Brother was pretty funny last night. i'm not sure why these house guests are so stupid.

the season finale of Power last night was fucking great. this show has got better each and every season. i can't wait for season 5.

Ballers was pretty good last night.

Insecure was very good last night. the season finale next week looks great.

The Strain was a little heartbreaking last night. it's painfully obvious that the end of the series is near. i believe there's only 2 more episodes left.

the two part season finale of Twin Peaks last night was a delicious mind fuck once again. just when i thought the show was going to go in one direction, it completely threw a damn curve. brilliant as always.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be I Hart Food. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i did watch the next 4 episodes of the Mae Young Classic on WWE Network this morning. they were excellent. i can't wait to see the live finals on September 12th.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. for those of you who have a weekend still going, live it up my friends.

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 Cure - Pictures Of You
The String Cheese Incident - Betray the Dark
The Band - When I Paint My Masterpiece

"Retiring is just practicing up to be dead. That doesn't take any practice." - Paul Harvey

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

Friday, September 4, 2015

one step back into the late 20th century

i now have a phone in my room again. i enjoyed those few months where i had no inclination who was calling or any desire to pick it up. now, there's a phone by my bed. all that truly means is the likelihood of phone sex has gone way up. anything other than that, not really.

just had some kids come to the door trying to sell me food. now i remember why i hate living next to people. one of the good things about being poor, no money to buy shit like that.

Big Brother went sort of how i expected last night. Meg got evicted. the house guests were shocked by the double eviction. i was sad to see James get evicted next as he was one of the only reasons to still watch. Steve won the latest HOH and all that means is Vanessa is sitting pretty until the final 3 most likely. these dumb fucks will realize soon that they should have got her out about a month ago.

Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll was excellent last night. so was Married.

i did flip between some college football games last night. it's always good to see that shit school from up north lose. i was doing that while trying to figure out what to write in a card to one of my aunts suffering from cancer. that evil fucking disease. i was a little surprised with what i came up with, given that this aunt is on my father's side. but, i'm too old to hold them accountable for my father's mistakes. besides, i have no clue if she'll still be alive when the card arrives. so if anyone wonders why on any given day this blog could become one long depressing post about death, i am absolutely surrounded by it at the moment. my uncle needs gall bladder surgery and is ever increasingly depressed that he's 80 and can't do what he used to be able to do. maybe the unrealistic gene skipped me. or maybe that's why i picked writing as my "job". i'm pretty sure i'll do this until i die or until the words run out.

speaking of that, it's Flashback Friday time. first up today is my poem "at the community picnic". this poem was published in 2010 at Opium Poetry 2.0. you can find the poem by going here: http://opiumpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-community-picnic.html

the next poem is "a purple sky of tomorrow". this poem was published in 2013 at The Camel Saloon and comes from my endless amount of love poems for all the women that never gave me the time of day. you can find the poem by going here:
http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2013/05/a-purple-sky-of-tomorrow.html

ok kids, time for some music:
those last 4 videos are all bands from the local scene around here.

now, some of this and that:

tonight on the DVR will be NJPW.

the New York Yankees take on Tampa tonight from Yankee Stadium. at the same time, team USA will be taking on Peru in an international soccer friendly. i might have to do a little picture in picture action tonight. hopefully i'll be enjoying two victory beers later tonight.


my sister is coming down tonight for this weekend is her 20 year high school reunion. and since she was a class officer, she has to participate in the festivities. not sure if that is better than not even getting invited like what happened to me at my high school reunions. i guess we're going to celebrate her birthday this holiday weekend. it's really on the 8th but i think she has to work. so, i'm hoping it's a good weekend. other than it being hotter than hell and the threat of a popup storm every other hour, it shouldn't be too bad.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i do hope everyone has a great weekend. if you are in the USA, enjoy the holiday weekend. if you are somewhere else in the world, invent your own holiday weekend and get to drinking.

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:

Twin Shadow - Night Rally Mixtape

"I've never seen a monument erected to a pessimist." - Paul Harvey

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

funny how a few wins can ease the mind

i figured the Yankees were in for it last night as they were facing a pitcher they have had no success against. being down 4-1 didn't help my mind either. but, a couple of hits and the starter leaves... and the White Sox bullpen starts throwing batting practice. 3 pitchers and 5 runs later and the Yankees are up 6-4. oh yeah, this all happened in the bottom of the 8th. could just be the best win of the season. just 2 games out of a playoff spot. get the sweep tonight and the next four against Boston could be some fun.

Hard Knocks last night was great. i thought the scenes of them pulling the names off of the jerseys show just how cold the NFL truly is. hard to believe the season starts tomorrow. guess i'll spend most of tomorrow getting my fantasy lineups in order.

mowing the grass yesterday went much better than i thought it would. there was a good breeze all day long so it didn't feel hot at all, even though the sun was out the entire time. took me a little longer than normal given all the high grass/weeds i had to cut down. but, no sun poisoning and no extended stays in the bathroom the day after. good times.

the usual Wednesday night viewing is on tap tonight; Big Brother, Duck Dynasty, and The Bridge. i'm really hoping the baseball game is over by the time The Bridge comes on. tonight's episode looks like it will be a classic.

amazingly, my sister's birthday gifts got here early from amazon.com. so, i have spent most of this afternoon getting the rest of her stuff ready. i guess my mother and i are going up there Friday night to see her. a little early birthday bash so to speak. i guess her friend's band is playing. reggae music i do believe. so, it should be an interesting evening.

that's pretty much all for now.

music:

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
Beth Orton - Sugaring Season
AC/DC - Powerage

"I've never seen a monument erected to a pessimist." - Paul Harvey