i started my physical therapy today. i thought it was going to be for the carpal tunnel. of course, it wasn't. it was for the pinched nerve in my neck. they are hoping they can resolve that and that will solve the problems in my hand. that's a hail mary at best i believe. but, i go twice a week for the next 3 weeks. i'm hoping at the very least i no longer have any pain in my neck or shooting pains running down my right arm.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
The Deuce was fucking amazing last night. the series finale is next week.
The Voice was good last night.
enjoy some music:
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on the DVR tonight will be The Voice, Total Divas, Mr. Mercedes, Mayans M.C. and The Jim Jefferies Show.
the New York Rangers will look to end their losing streak tonight against the Coyotes. hopefully, they will find a way to get a win.
the NBA season starts tonight. i'll probably watch a little of the late game, Lakers vs. Clippers.
i believe my sister is coming down tonight so she'll be here in the morning to take me to the hospital to have my upper GI looked at. i'm hoping they don't find anything but i'm pretty sure my luck with my health has run the fuck out. she'll have to drive me home since i will be knocked out for the procedure. i'm really hoping they give me the good shit.
i will do a blog after i get home and am somewhat coherent. it's going to be interesting, especially since i have a physical therapy session on Thursday. joy.
that's all for me kids, i still have trash to pick up.
until tomorrow, whenever that may be.
oh, cómo extraño las manos de una mujer en mi cuerpo
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:
twenty one pilots - My Blood
Harvey Danger - Flagpole Sitta
Hum - Stars
Shovels & Rope - I'm Coming Out
"You're only as young as the last time you changed your mind." - Timothy Leary
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i had a woman ask me this morning for $2,500 so she could get married. what fucking world am i living in? this woman knew i am poor and still asked me. i shouldn't be surprised. i'm now convinced 99% of people on the internet are running a scam of some kind. i suppose this is the only time i'll ever be part of the 1%.
as many of you know, February for this blog, i try to do to a little each post for Black History Month. i think this year will be a video here and there, maybe a few links, god knows what else. i only hope to have people learn something they didn't know before.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
The Big Bang Theory was pretty good last night.
Young Sheldon was pretty funny last night.
Will & Grace was fucking hilarious last night.
Gotham was fucking great last night.
Lip Sync Battle was excellent last night.
the New York Rangers won last night at New Jersey, 4-3. that victory drink tasted so good last night.
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on the DVR tonight will be NJPW, WOW and Real Time w./Bill Maher.
mom's physical therapy appointment has been moved up today, so that's about all for today.
we did get almost 2 inches of snow last night. the guys mom use to clean off the driveway did that this morning.
it's actually supposed to be in the 40's and 50's this weekend. so, by Monday, i'm expecting everyone to be sick again.
i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. the Dayton Flyers play in the afternoon tomorrow. if i go to the game, there's a decent chance the blog will be done in the morning. if i don't go, it will be a late afternoon blog, probably.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
Hay una hermosa mujer negra que podría ser la nueva musa, estoy tan feliz.
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:
Adina Howard - Freak Like Me
TLC - Red Light Special
Mary J. Blige - I'm Goin' Down
"My soul has grown deep like the rivers." - Langston Hughes
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i knew Mariano Rivera was going to go into the Hall of Fame today. i was more interested in seeing how many votes he got. and when they announced that he got 100% of the vote, i started to cry. finally, the baseball writers got it right. the greatest of all time at his position, should get all the votes. and to be the first one to ever get 100%, i know it means that much more. Mike Mussina, Edgar Martinez and Roy Halladay also got elected today to the Hall of Fame.
mom went to physical therapy today. it's the same therapist she had the last time she was at this place. i was happy he noticed how bad my mother's left arm is. so, i guess the plan is for her to do therapy twice a week for the next 3 weeks. he told her the back pain won't go away, but he hopes she will be able to manage it better. plus, he gave her some stretches to do at home, which i get to be the asshole that makes sure she does them.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
Celebrity Big Brother was pretty funny last night. this season should be nuts.
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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown and Celebrity Big Brother. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i did get the trash out before the sun went down. nothing quite like feeling your left knee give out while walking on ice. joy.
i did get out to the bank today to make a deposit. my favorite teller was working again. this time i noticed a tattoo on her right hand. i'm going to unravel this mystery one day. let the poems flow.
speaking of poems, i will hopefully be on here tomorrow after sending some poems out. i probably won't go to the Dayton Flyers game tomorrow night as we are supposed to have another round of crazy weather come through. joy.
plus i think mom is having someone come out tomorrow to look at the windows. i could feel the air getting through the other day, so i know she's pissed.
that's all for me kids. until tomorrow.
Lágrimas de alegría para los más grandes de todos los tiempos.
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:
Metallica - Enter Sandman (Live)
"I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone." - Lord Byron
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Drew Brees threw his 500th and 501st touchdown passes yesterday. when the Saints were up and the Ravens were driving, i was really hoping the defense would find a way to make a stand. silly me, the Ravens went right down the field and scored a touchdown. thanks to an act of Mother Nature, the Ravens kicker, who had NEVER missed an extra point in his professional career, missed the kick. Saints won 24-23. that's a huge fucking win on the road and that gives Drew Brees a victory over every team in the NFL.
the New York Rangers lost to Calgary last night, 4-1. to be honest, i didn't watch much of the game at all. i figure there's going to be plenty of games like that this season.
America to Me was pretty good last night. the series finale is next week.
Shameless was great last night. i'm a little pissed the show won't be on again until January, but i'll get over it.
Kidding was fucking great last night.
The Deuce was excellent last night.
Camping was pretty funny last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Voice and Stolen Daughters: Kidnapped by Boko Haram. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
i woke up this morning to 5 poems being rejected by North of Oxford. not exactly the way i hoped to start a Monday, but oh well.
i will be on here tomorrow after mom has her eye surgery on her left eye and after Manchester United plays Juventus in the Champions League.
physical therapy went very well today. i don't have to go back. my therapist showed me another exercise to add to my routine. i told him i've been doing the stretching and exercises four times a day here the last few days and the back has really responded. so, that will be the plan going forward. hopefully, i won't have to have any physical therapy for the rest of the year.
i mailed off my mother's and my absentee ballots today. so i guess i'm back in the system now.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
Entonces, ¿alguna sugerencia para cenar esta noche?
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:
Florence + the Machine - Dog Days Are Over
Ryan Bingham - Bluebird
Vic Chestnutt - Flirted With You All My Life
Lucero - Goodbye Again
"You're only as young as the last time you changed your mind." - Timothy Leary
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i'm not sure if i have seen the sun in the last 48 hours or so. today was just fucking dreary beyond belief.
i did do a little poetry work yesterday. i believe i know where my next 23 poems are going. i'd love to get that done sometime this week.
i did watch plenty of football yesterday. most of the results i liked, especially the ones in the Saints division.
America to Me was very good last night.
The Deuce was excellent last night.
Camping was pretty good, although i can see why people would hate it.
Last Week Tonight was hilarious as usual.
Shameless was fucking great last night. the last 10 minutes are exactly why i love this series.
Kidding was great last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
we got out of mom's doctor's appointment a little sooner than we expected. so, there's a Dollar Tree not far from where my physical therapy is. we were able to waste 30 minutes or so there before we left to my therapy. we only spent $11 at Dollar Tree, so that's not bad.
my physical therapy session was good. no drama like the week before. my therapist said if my back continues to get better this week, next week might be my last session. my back is definitely not as tight as it was the week before, so i'm trending in the right direction.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after mom's eye surgery. i think the surgery is supposed to only be a few minutes long. they are taking a laser to the scar tissue that has formed where her cataracts were. good times. one eye this week and the other eye next week.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
electricidad corriendo por las venas
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:
Led Zeppelin - Hey, Hey, What Can I Do
The Lemonheads - My Drug Buddy
Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Chile (Slight Return)
"When one has not had a good father, one must create one." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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i pride myself on not being late for shit. so, when i showed up for my physical therapy session yesterday 25 minutes early, i figured it was a good thing. let's just say, my life would have been better if i would have been only 10 minutes early. so, i had all my paperwork already filled out. i had my driver's license and my insurance card all ready to go. and i had my credit card ready to pay the $60 for the session. there was this woman at the other window making an appointment. i paid no attention to her. i got my receipts and sat down in the waiting room. the woman that was at the other window started to walk out and then stopped and looked at me and said i thought was your car. how is the landscaping coming along? they really took all of that down. good luck, good seeing you... you know i try my fucking best to be positive and do the right thing. i really, really want to enjoy life. but there are moments constantly that will remind me, i don't get to live that life. that woman that was talking to me was the woman who molested me as a child. i'm not sure any of you can imagine just how fucking pissed i was while sitting there stewing in my hate for the next 25 fucking minutes before my appointment. i tried deep breaths, i tried counting to a million, i tried to picture the perfect way to die... nothing calmed me down. i'm not sure if any of the physical therapists picked up on it or not. by the time i went back for my appointment, i really didn't fucking care. the physical therapist i saw was pretty good. he believes it's a muscle problem in my back. the way i explained it to him and the way he told me what he thought, i tend to believe his diagnosis. basically i have a back muscle that contracted and never bothered to expand back out. so, he worked on my back for about 20 minutes or so. and then he ran electricity through it for 15 minutes. he did show me a couple stretches to do that should help my middle back. so far, they have. i see him again next Monday. hopefully, i won't be as fucking pissed as i was yesterday. on the ride home, it seemed like every fucking song was something that reminded me of some fucking situation in my life. the temptation to get the Highlander up to 100 and see how quickly death would arrive was so fucking tempting. i figure one of these nights i'm going to have to write and just pour it all out again on the page. that's part of the reason why i fear writer's block. if that ever cripples me, i don't have much choice with what will come next.
i woke up this morning and my back was sore, but it was more like the good sore. after i get this done, i'm going to have a nice long icing session, that's for sure.
the New York Yankees were absolutely fucking awful last night, from the manager down to the fucking players. they lost to Boston 16-1. and honestly, it didn't feel like it was that close. thank fucking god the Saints were on so i could watch something else. the Yankees are playing for their season tonight, so it should be interesting to see what happens. if they lose, i know one thing for sure, my face is going to look completely different.
the New Orleans Saints defeated Washington last night, 43-19. Drew Brees set the record for the most passing yards in NFL history. the Saints have a bye week coming this week. with the injuries they had last night, it's good timing. Drew now has 399 touchdown passes. they tried so damn hard for him to get to 400 last night. oh well, it will happen in the next game.
Monday Night Raw was really good last night.
The Voice was good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, Mayans M.C., The Voice and the season finale of Mr Inbetween.
the landscaping is going pretty good. i really like the stone mom picked out for this project. i think it's going to look really good when they get done.
i can't believe how fucking hot it is for the 9th day of October. i guess we really are down to two seasons anymore, hot and cold.
i need to go ice my back down and then do the trash here and next door.
that's all for me kids.
lágrimas de rabia corren por mi cara como un prisionero muriendo al sol
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:
John Lennon - God
John Lennon - Mother
John Lennon - Nobody Told Me
John Lennon - Imagine
John Lennon - Mind Games
"Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." - John Lennon
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i woke up this morning with my back aching. it must know what is coming this afternoon. i haven't done physical therapy in 10 years. i haven't been to the place i am going to today. i'll be interested to see how my anxiety does today.
the New York Rangers lost again yesterday at Carolina, 8-5. it seemed like every damn time the Rangers got a lead they would turn around and blow it. the defense was fucking putrid yesterday.
The Deuce was really good last night.
the season finale of Ballers was pretty good last night.
Last Week Tonight was fucking hilarious as usual.
America to Me was excellent last night.
The Family Business: Trump and Taxes was a look into the behind the scenes of the New York Times article. i think i know why so many dumb asses love Trump. they want to be rich and never pay taxes either. the sad thing is i guarantee the whole damn family is still cheating the system and are proud of it.
Shameless was great last night.
Kidding was dark as ever last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Voice. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for some of the evening.
the New York Yankees play Game 3 of the ALDS tonight at home against Boston. i really hope the Yankees win tonight and put Boston on the brink of elimination.
the New Orleans Saints play tonight at home against Washington. Drew Brees needs 201 yards tonight to pass Peyton Manning for the most passing yards in NFL history. i hope he does it in a victory.
my physical therapy today is at 4 PM. i'm pretty sure i know where i am going. i'm interested to see what i will be doing. i figure it will be similar to my mother's physical therapy.
i hope everyone had a great weekend. best of luck to everyone enjoying an extended weekend today.
el dolor es un amigo perdido hace
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:
Clutch - In Walks Barbarella
Orgy - Blue Monday
Cream - Sunshine of Your Love
"If you cannot be a poet, be the poem." - David Carradine
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
