so i tossed and turned all night after a nice conversation with my beautiful friend in Colorado. she's one i would love to spend the rest of my life with, although i don't think she's that interested. but, toss in some poetry and drugs and you pretty much get the drift of my endless dream last night.
Smackdown and 205 Live were both pretty good last night.
AEW Rampage was great last night.
Bitchin': The Sound and Fury of Rick James was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
the Yankees won last night over Baltimore, 4-3 in 11 innings. hopefully, they will win again this afternoon.
i'm sure i will watch plenty of college football today. there are some pretty good games (hopefully) all day and night.
i should be on here in the morning tomorrow.
i hope everyone has a great Saturday.
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 shot.
mi madre esta perdiendo la cabeza
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:
Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High
Black Sabbath - Sweet Leaf
Rick James - Mary Jane
Ashley Monroe - Weed Instead of Roses
G. Love & Special Sauce - Who's Got The Weed
"Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart." - Phoebe Cary
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i ended up taking a shower at like 2 in the morning last night. i was really hoping it was going to help me sleep. so of course, i was up at 7:30 this morning. i guess my only hope for good sleep is death. good times.
Ohio State started off somewhat sluggish as i figured they would last night. thankfully, they settled down in the second half and defeated Minnesota, 45-31. the defense isn't as good as the offense and it is glaring in most spots. so, i get the feeling that Ohio State is going to have to outscore everyone this season. the offense is good enough that i think they might be able to do that. next week is the home opener against Oregon, which will be a really good test to see how good they actually are.
the USMNT got a 0-0 draw last night at El Salvador. at least they didn't lose, but they need to be way more clinical with their chances. the next match is against Canada.
Big Brother went as i expected last night. Sara Beth was voted out. Tiffany is the new HOH.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
both episodes of What We Do in the Shadows was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage and Bitchin': The Sound and Fury of Rick James. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on Peacock.
the Yankees play tonight at home against Baltimore. they need to win all these games against the lower teams that are left on their schedule.
i had to go to the ATM this afternoon for mom. she wanted me to get out $250. it takes almost 20 minutes to drive to where their closest ATM is. it wouldn't allow me to take out the $250. it said went past the daily allowed amount. after talking to mom, i tried $150. that worked. when i got home i told mom i wasn't sure what the fucking problem was since one of the on screen options for withdrawal is $300. another reason why i hate small banks.
i did go to the Rite Aid near that bank today. i got one box of Fairfield baseball cards for $2. there was about $15 worth of cards in it. that made me happy.
i'm going to try to be on here in the morning tomorrow, before all the college football games start.
i hope everyone has a great Labor Day weekend. hard to believe that summer is basically over now.
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 shot.
solo un día de descanso bajo el 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:
Norma Tanega - You're Dead
The Y Axes - I Would Die 4 U
Ben Harper & Ziggy Marley - Spin It Faster
Two Minutes to Late Night - Covers Vol. 9
Prince - Purple Rain
"The visionary starts with a clean sheet of paper, and re-imagines the world." - Malcolm Gladwell
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my left hip feels like an elephant slept on it all last night. and considering i sleep on my right side, i'm ruling myself out as the elephant. i figure this means there is either a big storm coming or arthritis has decided to really wage war on me. good times.
i got my laundry done late last night. it was sometime around the third load that i realized i completely forgot that the USA was playing Iceland in a soccer friendly yesterday. but, i gladly enjoyed a victory beer when i saw they won.
Shameless was excellent last night. with another great ending, i'm really expecting some serious chaos in the next few episodes. Billions got back on the good path last night. i really enjoyed the episode. and the VICE special on HBO last night about fighting ISIS clearly showed how stupid the Iraq war really was. i highly recommend anyone with a brain (which rules out most of the bible thumpers) to watch the episode.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The X-Files. i'll watch that after i get done watching Monday Night Raw.
the Dayton Flyers are ranked in both polls again and Duke isn't in either. welcome to the apocalypse.
i wrote 4 poems last night while trying to fall asleep. i typed them up this afternoon and i like them. 1 i think is really, really good. of course, my opinion in these matters doesn't matter.
that's all for me kids. not sure how i was able to sit here this long with my hip killing me. i hope everyone had a great weekend. at the very least, here's hoping everyone had a chance to drink themselves blind.
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:
Pearl Jam - Mother (Live)
The Airborne Toxic Event w/The Calder Quartet - Sometime Around Midnight (Live)
Morphine - Cure For Pain
"I'm really not tailored for responsibility." - Rick James
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