i hate when i talk to someone for over a month, we really get to know each other, share pictures, get to feel comfortable, etc. and then, of course, comes the i need to ask you a question. i know by now, that will always involve money. today was the desperate need for a new phone. funny, that was the same bullshit from a different one a few weeks ago. it absolutely seems like i am destined to be alone until i die. i'm not exactly sure who i pissed off or fucked over in a previous life, but i'm sure as fuck paying for it now.so, that was my morning. toss in my bad back aching, and you can imagine what the fuck i feel like today. i was going to spend this afternoon sending out poems. instead, i'm trying to fight off depression. good times.
the Ladies & Gentleman... 50 Years of SNL Music was great last night. if you get the chance to watch it, i highly recommend it.
Monday Night Raw was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT and St. Denis Medical.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Carolina.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at Saint Bonaventure.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.
i will probably get the poems out later tonight or on Thursday.
that's all for me kids...
until tomorrow...
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.
¿Por qué debería darte dinero por un teléfono nuevo?
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:
Skateland - Postcards (Live)
Trousdale - Growing Pains
Dirty Heads - That's All I Need
Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag
Deafheaven - Magnolia
"Bums are the well-to-do of this day. They didn't have as far to fall." - Jackson Pollock
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i sat down last night, 2 in the morning, to write. a little over 2 hours later, i had 7 poems done. i decided to type them up after some sleep, as i knew i had to be up in a few hours. 3 1/2 hours to be exact. that is what i am running on today. there will be an afternoon crash coming for sure.
team USA lost to Canada last night, 6-2. you would never know the USA was actually up 2-0 in that game. so, the USA will play Sweden today for the bronze medal.
the Dayton Flyers won last night at home against Saint Joseph's, 76-56.
the New York Knicks won last night at home against San Antonio, 117-114.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
AEW Dynamite was really good last night.
Hard Knocks was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Young Sheldon and Vice News Tonight.
the New York Rangers play tonight in Montreal. hopefully, the boys win tonight.
so i know where my next 16 poems are going. i should be on here tomorrow after i get those out into the world.
i might watch some college basketball tonight (i have money on the Purdue vs. Ohio State game).
it is supposed to snow tonight, so i'm not really looking forward to that.
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.
dormiré cuando esté muerto
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:
Skateland - Wreck
Little Simz - Angel
Ukhoikhoi - Abathembu
Monique Smaz - Let Me In
Brett Dennen - This Is Gonna Be The Year
"Pretend to be dumb, that's the only way to reach old age." - Friedrich Durrenmatt
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
