as a pro wrestling fan, i am somewhat conditioned to think everything is a work. and i've been watching long enough to spot little clues and shit like that. so, when Roman Reigns came out in street clothes last night, i knew something was up. i had seen reports earlier in the day that he was injured, so i was figuring it was that. when he started his promo off apologizing and saying his real name was Joe, i knew it was much more than just an injury. and when he mentioned that he had leukemia and now it was back, i was fucking stunned. of course, the cynical bastard inside of me goes well, Vince finally found a way to make him the top babyface in the company. when Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose came out and both were crying, i lost it. and to think that the night ended with Seth and Dean winning the tag titles and then Dean turning heel on Seth, this was one of those Monday Night Raw episodes that will go down in history.
The Voice was really good last night.
i did watch Stolen Daughters: Kidnapped by Boko Haram on HBO last night. that was one tough documentary to get through without feeling a hole repeatedly punched into your stomach. i urge EVERYONE to watch this.
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. and The Voice.
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Florida. i will probably watch some of that.
i know the World Series starts tonight. i couldn't give two shits.
so, i got mom to her eye surgery on time today. as they were taking us back, the nurse told us we were there really early. mom told her the appointment was at 2:30. the nurse said she has it at 3:30. well, fuck me. mom showed me the paperwork when we got home, it said 2:30 on it. so, we had to sit in the room for a good hour or so before they took mom in around 3. she said this one felt different and she's complaining a lot more than she did last week for the right eye. i told her maybe it was more scar tissue they had to remove or something. hopefully, it will feel better by tomorrow. i know she goes to the eye doctor next Tuesday to make sure everything looks good. fingers crossed. thankfully, i did bring my little notebook along. i wrote 9 poems today. i'll type them up sometime soon. that fills the little notebook up.
i did watch the beginning of Manchester United vs. Juventus when i was at the hospital. i told mom that i didn't think United would win today. i was right again. Juventus won 1-0. oh well.
mom wanted to go out to eat after her procedure. for some fucking reason, she wanted Bob Evans. nothing like eating lunch at 4. i had some turkey. mom basically had dinner. joy.
on the way home, a motorcyclist told me my right tail light was out. i believe that's the same fucking light mom had Toyota fix over the summer. joy.
i need to get the trash picked up here and next door. so, that's all for me kids.
i have no damn clue when i'll be on here tomorrow.
la paciencia es la única virtud que tengo
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:
Elvis Costello - Veronica
Edwin McCain - I'll Be
Walk The Moon - One Foot
Alex Clare - Too Close
"Never use a big word when a little filthy one will do." - Johnny Carson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
