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Monday, September 11, 2023

never forget...

 



today is one of those days that is so tattooed on my brain that i never want to live it again but i also can't help but remember damn near everything about it. 


yesterday was one of the crazier baseball games i have ever seen. the Yankees were being no hit for over 10 innings. the game was still 0-0 against the Brewers. the Brewers finally took the lead in extra innings but the Yankees finally got a hit in the 11th and tied the game. the Brewers took the lead in the 12th and the Yankees tied it again. finally, the Yankees won the game in the 13th inning, 4-3. but it wasn't all happy as the Yankees revealed that The Martian has a torn UCL and needs Tommy John surgery. fuck me. they start a series tonight in Boston.






the New Orleans Saints won yesterday at home over the Titans, 16-15. it was kind off odd not having Sunday Ticket anymore. but, i'm sure i will get used to just following the Saints on my phone.



i made a little money last night on the games, thanks to the New York Giants for laying an egg against the Cowboys.



i totally forgot that The Masked Singer was on last night.




Big Brother was good last night.


Heels was really good last night. the season finale is next week.



Billions was great last night.



The Chi was very good last night.



Power Book IV: Force was excellent last night.



enjoy some music:






and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw. i'll be watching the Jets vs. Bills game for most of the night i imagine.


i did listen to episode 464 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can here that by going here:




i hope everyone had a great weekend.


i should be on here tomorrow after i get my prescription from Rite Aid.


a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:




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.


nunca olvides


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:


Matthew Sweet - Sick Of Myself


Sufjan Stevens - So You Are Tired


Fan Girl w/Elizabeth M Drummond - falling


High Vis - Fever Dream


The Soup Dragons - I'm Free


"Write what you like; there is no other rule." - O. Henry


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:


Thursday, October 8, 2020

no, i wasn't part of the plot to kidnap the governor...

 there is one reason why i will probably never move away from Ohio. there is just enough crazy people here to keep it fucking interesting. when i saw the news today of the meetings in Ohio from people from militias in Michigan to hatch a plan to kidnap the governor of Michigan, i chuckled. 


the Yankees lost last night, 8-4. basically, Stanton is the only one really hitting at the moment. i'm not going to be shocked if tonight is the end of their season.





The Masked Singer was really good last night. mom's guess of The Giraffe was correct.


Big Brother was good last night. i fully expect Tyler to be evicted tonight.



NXT was excellent last night.








AEW was really fucking good last night.







enjoy some music:




and now some of this and that:








on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and Desus & Mero. i already watched NXT UK this afternoon on WWE Network. it was really good.


other than watching some baseball tonight and a NFL game i couldn't give two shits about, i might do some poetry work. 


that's all for me kids.


i hope this finds everyone well.


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


wear your mask.


Dejado aquí para sufrir al borde de un mundo sombrío


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:


Sufjan Stevens - Video Game


The Mountain Goats - Get Famous


Niki & The Dove - The Gentle Roar


CocoRosie - Werewolf


"I try and write the way things happen. I don't try and fulfill people's wishes." - Harvey Pekar


and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:






Monday, July 6, 2020

welcome to the Monday grind...

i swear, today has been a series of naps and wondering if the air conditioner is going to run the entire day. i could tell by how the birds were moving this morning, it wasn't a pleasant one outside. joy.

i did watch some of the TBT last night. i believe the Red Scare, the team made up of mostly former Dayton players, play on Wednesday.

i also watched some of the NASCAR race yesterday.

Black Monday was hilarious last night.

The Chi was excellent last night.

Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night. so glad they are back on.

Perry Mason was really good last night.

I'll Be Gone in the Dark was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Fuck That's Delicious and I May Destroy You. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i did listen to the latest episode of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
https://omny.fm/shows/notsam-wrestling/where-is-shayna-notsam-wrestling-298

mom ordered me a bunch of New Orleans Saints masks for me to wear. they all came today. that was a bit of a surprise.

i guess we're having crab cakes for dinner tonight. i need to go get those started, so that's all for me kids.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

este es el tipo de calor donde las cosas simplemente mueren

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:

Rage Against the Machine - Down Rodeo
Tunde Adebimpe - ReelFeel
Da Lench Mob - Guerillas In Tha Mist
Metallica - Enter Sandman (Live)
Sufjan Stevens - America

"They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality."
                                                                                                               - Frida Kahlo

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Thursday, July 11, 2019

one of these days, i'll actually get something resembling sleep...

i'm the type of guy that usually will try his best to ignore the pain as much as possible. when my back is truly fucked up or when my nerves start firing at all times, that becomes a little impossible. i get the feeling tonight i will have to sleep in a bath of CBD oil, hoping i get more than 3 1/2 hours of sleep.

so i got a message from my doctor's office this morning. apparently, all my numbers look good but my liver enzymes are still elevated. of course, the results haven't been posted yet and they haven't told me what GI doctor they have referred me to. so, until i see some concrete shit, i'm not going to just take the word of a nurse.

part 2 of I Love You, Now Die was way more fascinating than part 1. it cemented 3 things in my mind... 1) no 14 year old should EVER be on Prozac. 2) Glee was an evil show masked as a musical. 3) the mentally ill will never get the help we need in this country.

NXT last night was really good.

Big Brother was good last night. i'm really liking the game Sam is playing so far. i'm pretty sure Kemi will be evicted tonight.

the season 3 premiere of Snowfall last night was excellent. this season looks like it is going to be great.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Holey Moley, Big Brother, Baskets and Desus & Mero.

i did listen to episode 246 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/notsamwrestling/one-night-stand-2006

i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the grocery store.

the weather is supposed to be way less humid tomorrow, so i'm hoping they actually get that one right for a change.

i'm off to my massage chair to ice down my body yet again.

here's hoping my friends in the New Orleans area aren't under water.

until tomorrow kids...

estoy perdiendo la capacidad de disfrutar el dolor

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:

Sufjan Stevens - Love Yourself
Sleater-Kinney - Hurry On Home
Emily Wolfe - Holy Roller
David Bowie - Space Oddity

"The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind." - E.B. White

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

thunderstorms and dead phones

we had a nice big thunderstorm come through here and it has wiped out our phones. or, the old ass phones have died. either way, i don't care because i rarely ever use the phone anymore. but, it looks like something else we'll have to do to once again join the 21st century.

the rain hasn't killed me yet. my back isn't tight, yet. but my arthritis is licking its chops. hopefully the rain will cool everything off. it's 88 degrees on Sept. 2nd. fucking ridiculous.

the New York Yankees won 3-1 last night. a couple of timely hits (what a concept) and some good pitching. they play again this afternoon. hopefully they can get the win, which would end this road trip with a record of 5-1. i'll gladly take that.

the season finale of Tyrant was excellent. i thought for so long that it was just going to be a paint by the numbers finale and then the ending blew me the fuck away. and if you know the back story of the character that did the shooting, it makes so much more sense. i can't wait for season 3, if there is to be one. FX has a tendency to end shows after 2 seasons.

Total Divas was the usual nonsense. the show did make me laugh a few times, mostly at Paige:

Hard Knocks was great last night, mostly because of the i will never be able to erase this image from my mind of Vince Wilfork:
keep in mind he has on the overalls, cowboy boots and nothing else. enjoy that visual.

anyone else like a little music with the pain:

and now some of this and that:

tonight on the DVR will be Big Brother. i am really interested to watch NXT tonight as the Dusty Rhodes tag team tournament starts. if done right, that should be excellent.

the phones are working again. i guess the storm was the root of the problem.

and now the thunder is starting back up again and my bone spurs are acting like they are at a Slayer concert. fuck me runnin'.

that's all today for me kids. i hope this finds everyone with a cold drink in their hands and their pants around their ankles.

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:

Iron Maiden - The Number of the Beast
The Jesus and Mary Chain - Reverence
Sufjan Stevens - Should Have Known Better
Dum Dum Girls - Coming Down
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"I'm bored' is a useless thing to say. You live in a great, big, vast world that you've seen none percent of." - Louis C.K.

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

Thursday, April 2, 2015

the pure misery of the rain

welcome to the second day of National Poetry Month, where the rain has decided to just leave me in complete misery. before i get to that rant, here's your gift for today. i stumbled upon a video on YouTube today and figured i would share. enjoy:

also, in a little poetry news from my world, i sent 5 poems today to 48th Street Press for the broadside project. when i hear back from Chris i'll pass along the verdict.

now, my rant. we're currently in a weather cycle where it is just line after line of rain and thunderstorms. when i was a kid, i loved this shit. now, racked with arthritis and an ankle that is seemingly wanting to jump off of my body at any second, this is pure fucking misery. i lay in bed and i ache. i look at porn and i ache. i do some reading, watch tv, whatever, the pain never leaves. i can see why people do the hard shit. if i knew i could do some heroin and i wouldn't die or get addicted, i'd be the first in line. fuck.

the New York Rangers play tonight in Minnesota. yet another team fighting for a playoff spot out west. if the Rangers get a win tonight, they win their division. so, i'm really hoping they get that out of the way tonight. that means they would be the 1 or 2 seed in the Eastern conference. but, this is not the time to start thinking about the playoffs. all on my mind is how much i need a victory beer.

i did see a few things last night on the talk shows that really made me laugh. enjoy:

on the DVR tonight will be The Big Bang Theory and a new lip sync battle show. i figured that would give me something mindless to laugh at.

that's all for today. i'm going to go try to crawl into a ball and either put the covers over me or try to suck my own dick. either way, i figure i'll roll the wrong way and break my neck. enjoy the visual my friends.

hope this finds everyone dry. maybe even enjoying some fucking sunshine, whatever the hell that is. i did do a little shopping today online. free shit from Amazon.com and a new wrestling t-shirt from the WWE. not bad getting close to 15 things for around $20 total. i'm amazed i've waited this long to start using the Amazon gift cards i got for Christmas and my birthday. April is some fucking record for me. of course, maybe it's the lack of space i have now for anything.

anywho, until tomorrow you unlucky souls...

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:

Son of Dov - Only If Your Heart Begins To Fade
Justin Townes Earle - Racing in the Street
Will Hoge - Woman Be Strong
John Prine - Crazy As a Loon
Sufjan Stevens - Should Have Known Better

"I've succeeded at everything except my life." - Serge Gainsbourg

and it wouldn't be this blog without a little pro wrestling. from last night's NXT... enjoy: