my start to the weekend

so after getting to bed later than i wanted to i was so fucking thrilled to wake up to 40! comments on this blog that i needed to remove. a few quick pointers. 1) if you are going to use a fake name, your comment will not be published. 2) if that fake name isn't that far off from the other fake name you tried to comment on this blog, not only is it sad and pathetic, but totally pissing me off. 3) and this is really only for the person involved in this, what part of you telling me you would never contact me again did you not comprehend? 4) i'm stubborn enough to keep up these bullshit games longer than even you would care for. 5) get the fuck over it already.

with that said, Manchester United quickly changed my mood this morning. a 2-0 win over QPR. Rafael with maybe the goal of the year or possibly his life and Ryan Giggs with a beauty in the second half. 15 points clear going into the massive game tomorrow of Manchester City vs. Chelsea. i'll be up to watch that one and hopefully see 2 teams struggle with the reality that all there is for them now is second place.

and of course, the good feelings only lasted so long. i listened to the Dayton Flyers run out of gas against UMass and lose by 10. a game they probably could have won if they would have remembered to rebound the ball. oh well, this season is more or less lost by now. i figure if i drop any expectations of them maybe they'll actually do something good. or maybe not.

not exactly looking forward to the New York Rangers game tonight. first, no Rick Nash (again). second, the injuries and the flu are catching up with them. lastly, Montreal is a house of fucking horrors for them. i will be interested to see if Christian Thomas makes his debut tonight. the kid has an unbelievable shot. might be the only bright spot if this game goes like the last few up there have gone.

hopefully i will be wrong.

tomorrow will be doing whatever i can to forget the Academy Awards are on. i didn't see one movie that is nominated. truly a matter of i couldn't care less who wins. i think i'll be a little more interested in what is going on with my fantasy hockey team. let alone the Daytona 500 and all that bullshit. and yes, i have a fantasy NASCAR team as well.

i heard from my publisher yesterday. Sofisticated White Trash should be hitting the streets in March. you have been warned.

music today:

Wu-Tang Clan - Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

"A classic is a book that doesn't have to be written again." - W.E.B. Du Bois

an odd Sunday

woke up at 6 AM. i wasn't exactly thrilled considering i went to bed only 4 hours earlier, but i knew i had plenty to do.

got my fantasy shit done, fed the cats (much earlier than they like it), ate breakfast, and got the trash all picked up before Manchester United played.

given all the emotion going into this game, i figured Manchester United would be in for it. and they played pretty much how i thought they would. but a nice red card on Liverpool near the end of the first half got my hopes up. i took down the trash at halftime only to come back into the house to see Liverpool score. fuck me. thankfully, that was the wake up call. 5 minutes later Rafael scores a fucking beauty to tie it up. then, holy smokes, Valencia draws a penalty kick. RvP steps up and finally makes one. very happy they got the 3 points. and honestly, any time i can see Liverpool in misery, i'm even happier.

after that, a quick shower and some lounging around before the NFL games started. now, keep in mind, i've been dealing with a bleeding asshole for the last 2 days. so imagine trying to keep up with my fantasy stats, which DirecTV does a marvelous job of doing, while making trips to the bathroom. fuck, forgot to turn up the volume loud enough, etc etc. as for the games (admit it, you still have that visual in your mind), i have no fucking clue how i'm winning 2 of the 3 games. i did my worst job so far picking games. i need Green Bay to win on Monday night just to finish above .500. but, i've done this long enough to appreciate being surprised when checking the stats around midnight.

didn't watch probably more than 10 minutes of the Yankees today. given that they lost and had 3 errors, i doubt i missed anything. thankfully, Baltimore lost as well. 1 game up with 10 to go. if they fuck this up, they only have themselves to blame. series against the Twins coming up. step on the throat early and make it easy on yourselves for once.

i have a nice long day of mowing grass in store for me. 6 hours of sunshine and dust. i really hope this will be the last mow of the season. and i really hope the bleeding has subsided long before i'm 3 hours into sitting on my ass.

and with that lovely thought dancing in your heads...

music today:

Marilyn Manson - Antichrist Superstar

"I don't want to be interesting. I want to be good." - Ludwig Mies van der Rohe