tonight is Game 4 of the Stanley Cup Final. deep down in my soul i truly believe the Rangers will play with the urgency needed to win. now, i've thought that for the first 3 games as well and they haven't had one puck bounce their way. they need to score first tonight and let the crowd get behind them big time. the last thing any Rangers fan wants to see is another fucking team skating the cup around on our home ice. i'm trying to have nothing but positive thoughts for tonight, but, as many of you know about me, that's damn near impossible.
the Yankees FINALLY got a clutch hit when they needed one and won last night, 3-2. Tanaka pitches tonight, so they might actually win a series for a change. i'll turn that on after the hockey game is over.
i thought Deadliest Catch was pretty good last night. it was good to see one of the old boats back in action. hard to believe i've been watching that show for 10 years or so.
i did catch bits and pieces of the Spurs blowout win last night in Miami. i was a little shocked by it, but, this is what happens when one team doesn't play any defense at all. you dig yourself too big of a hole and then spend all your energy trying to get out of it. that's a recipe for losing.
it's been rainy here all day long. my back has been barking since i woke up. not fun.
glad to see the mail i sent to Sweden arrived today. at least something still sort of works in this country.
the World Cup starts tomorrow. i will be glued to that for most of the games. definitely for any games involving the USA or Manchester United players. hopefully it will be an entertaining few weeks.
happy birthday to my first true crush. i know you'll probably never see this, but i hope you are doing well.
that's all for me today. i'll be on here tomorrow early in the afternoon, maybe even the morning. before all the World Cup festivities begin.
hope this finds everyone well. until we meet again my enemies...
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Rival Sons - Electric Man
Phillip Phillips - Raging Fire
Glamour of the Kill - A Freak Like Me
The Pretty Reckless - Heaven Knows
Grouplove - Let Me In
Sturgill Simpson - Turtles All the Way Down
Kelly Sweet - In The Air Tonight
Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
"The only place success comes before work is in the dictionary." - Vince Lombardi
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Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
anxiety and the heat
looks like we are now officially in summer. another day near 90 degrees. those 3 weeks of spring were nice.
mom needed to go to the grocery store today, so i volunteered to come along as i know the heat and her aren't friends. but, of course, i don't have any good shorts clean, so i have to wear the only pair of jeans i have that i like. jeans, 90 degrees, public situation... what could go wrong.
on the drive over, my stomach started to feel a little weird. i figured it was just nerves of the Rangers game tonight. and the good kind of anxiety... something i am looking forward to so much, etc. etc. about 2 minutes into the store, i have to go to the bathroom. not good.
i HATE shitting in public. i avoid it at all costs. today, of course, was an exception. as soon as i sat down, here it comes. at least it was mostly solid. i gave a few courtesy flushes as there were other people in the bathroom. after 15 minutes, i clean my hands good and ignore the young fucker next to me trying to start up a conversation. i suppose i look like a bear in the gay community, but i'm not a part of the gay community. not that there's anything wrong with that.
mom asked me when i walked out of the bathroom if i was ok and i told her well, i don't believe any turds are going to fall out of my jeans as we walk through the store, so let's go. and i of course said this loud enough that anyone could hear it.
needless to say, there will be poems about this.
the Yankees won last night in extra innings, 6-4. that was a victory beer i wasn't expecting. they play again tonight. i have no clue how much of the game i will watch.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i love how creepy The Wyatt Family is. and stringing the championship situation out with Daniel Bryan is the smart way to go. should get more people interested in the PPV this Sunday.
other than that, i caught a little of the basketball game and the rest of the night was emails. i'm not used to getting this many poems published so close together, so i've been a busy boy. there's going to be some more in the next few days as well.
the New York Rangers play a HUGE Game 5 tonight in Montreal. i'd love for them to close it out tonight. just 1 more WIN and they will be playing for the Stanley Cup. i have a good feeling about tonight, mostly because 20 years ago today, this happened:
i will be drinking myself under the table tonight if the Rangers win.
also tonight, i'm going to try to fit in Deadliest Catch at some point. could be one of those nights i'm up until the sun comes up. good times.
not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. probably depends on how tonight goes.
hope everyone is well. hope everyone is enjoying the poems. feel free to tell me if you are. fuck, tell me if you don't like them as well. i enjoy a good hate email from time to time. those make for some good fuel at times.
peace and chicken grease my enemies... be well.
music:
Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors - Live Forever
Phillip Phillips - Raging Fire
Kelly Sweet - In The Air Tonight
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
The Naked and Famous - Young Blood
Kiss - War Machine
"A man who limits his interests, limits his life." - Vincent Price
mom needed to go to the grocery store today, so i volunteered to come along as i know the heat and her aren't friends. but, of course, i don't have any good shorts clean, so i have to wear the only pair of jeans i have that i like. jeans, 90 degrees, public situation... what could go wrong.
on the drive over, my stomach started to feel a little weird. i figured it was just nerves of the Rangers game tonight. and the good kind of anxiety... something i am looking forward to so much, etc. etc. about 2 minutes into the store, i have to go to the bathroom. not good.
i HATE shitting in public. i avoid it at all costs. today, of course, was an exception. as soon as i sat down, here it comes. at least it was mostly solid. i gave a few courtesy flushes as there were other people in the bathroom. after 15 minutes, i clean my hands good and ignore the young fucker next to me trying to start up a conversation. i suppose i look like a bear in the gay community, but i'm not a part of the gay community. not that there's anything wrong with that.
mom asked me when i walked out of the bathroom if i was ok and i told her well, i don't believe any turds are going to fall out of my jeans as we walk through the store, so let's go. and i of course said this loud enough that anyone could hear it.
needless to say, there will be poems about this.
the Yankees won last night in extra innings, 6-4. that was a victory beer i wasn't expecting. they play again tonight. i have no clue how much of the game i will watch.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i love how creepy The Wyatt Family is. and stringing the championship situation out with Daniel Bryan is the smart way to go. should get more people interested in the PPV this Sunday.
other than that, i caught a little of the basketball game and the rest of the night was emails. i'm not used to getting this many poems published so close together, so i've been a busy boy. there's going to be some more in the next few days as well.
the New York Rangers play a HUGE Game 5 tonight in Montreal. i'd love for them to close it out tonight. just 1 more WIN and they will be playing for the Stanley Cup. i have a good feeling about tonight, mostly because 20 years ago today, this happened:
i will be drinking myself under the table tonight if the Rangers win.
also tonight, i'm going to try to fit in Deadliest Catch at some point. could be one of those nights i'm up until the sun comes up. good times.
not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. probably depends on how tonight goes.
hope everyone is well. hope everyone is enjoying the poems. feel free to tell me if you are. fuck, tell me if you don't like them as well. i enjoy a good hate email from time to time. those make for some good fuel at times.
peace and chicken grease my enemies... be well.
music:
Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors - Live Forever
Phillip Phillips - Raging Fire
Kelly Sweet - In The Air Tonight
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
The Naked and Famous - Young Blood
Kiss - War Machine
"A man who limits his interests, limits his life." - Vincent Price
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