my mom asked me last night if i thought she was going to die before spring? how the fuck do i answer that? i replied to her, what do you want to hear? i know why she is depressed. it is coming up on the 23rd anniversary of her second husband's death. she has never stopped grieving that. i never expect her to as i know there is no time table for the grieving process. i also know she is in pain and nothing is working to help her really. what pisses me off is she won't ask for help until she absolutely needs it. and then, will get mad at me for helping her because apparently i don't do it the way she wants me to. i'm trying to keep my cool and remain calm, but i know how i have no patience for this kind of shit. this is where i have to just give her as much space as possible and hope she comes to her fucking senses at some point and just lets me do this shit. it is painfully obvious that this world has past her by now.
here are your links for this day of Black History Month:
well, this halloween has certainly reminded me of the ones growing up. cold as fuck and the chance of snow. i think it got down into the 20's last night. it barely made it into the 40's for the high today. good times.
the New York Rangers won last night in Winnipeg, 3-2 in OT. first time in franchise history they had a 5 game road trip and won all 5 games.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
The Voice was very good last night.
Monday Night Raw was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Inside the NFL, Welcome to Wrexham, The Voice and Big Brother.
here are your highlights from Game 3 of the World Series last night.
i did write 4 poems today while mom was doing her physical therapy. i typed those up this afternoon.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get all the grocery shopping done and after Manchester United plays in the League Cup.
i hope everyone has a great halloween.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
no comas demasiados dulces
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:
Warren Zevon - Werewolves of London
Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party
Screamin' Jay Hawkins - I Put a Spell on You
Dead Man's Bones - My Body's a Zombie for You
Roky Erickson & The Aliens - I Walked with a Zombie
"Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced." - John Keats
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
