i'm sure my neighbors love that i go out to get the trash cans or the paper or the mail in a hoodie and shorts. doesn't matter what the weather is like. unless it's snowing or really fucking cold, i'm one of these weirdos that wears shorts in the winter. it's finally starting to feel like winter here. of course, we've had so much damn rain, it figures it would start to freeze now.
team USA destroyed Switzerland today in the World Juniors hockey tournament over in Finland. the boys dominated from the start, winning 10-1. the only Rangers prospect on the team was in goal for the last 30+ minutes of the game. he stopped all 10 shots he faced. they will play Denmark tomorrow morning. if they can win that in regulation, they will finish in second place in the group.
i didn't watch much on television last night. i was over at my uncle's shooting the shit for almost 90 minutes i think. it's rather obvious that his wife wants nothing to do with helping him with his cancer. it's kind of sad to know they have been married for over 60 years and this is how it gets at the end. i wonder why i'm still single?
tonight is a big sports night, but before that, enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
the Dayton Flyers take on Arkansas tonight at home. this is the last non-conference game of the season. coach Archie Miller will be going for his 100th win at the school. and the game is on national television (CBS Sports Network). needless to say, i will be pumped for this one as i will be in attendance.
the New York Rangers take on Tampa tonight. i really hope they play better than they did in Nashville. they are going to have to if they want to win.
i will probably catch the highlights from the hockey game when i get home from the basketball game. i suppose mom and i will go out to eat after the game as well. most likely another trip to Waffle House.
i will be on here tomorrow after the USA game with Denmark and before the HUGE college football games start. it will seem a little weird to be watching football that really means something on New Year's Eve.
that's all for me today kids. i hope everyone is well and looking forward to getting out of 2015.
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:
Charlie Mars - Hell Yeah
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
Digital Underground - The Humpty Dance
"Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind." - Rudyard Kipling
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
had a lovely conversation with the muse last night for about 35 minutes. the problem is the phone call lasted for 45 minutes. but let me rewind the tape here as i have some venting to do. i sent the muse a poem about her that is going to get published here in the summer, as she asked me to do. she read it and said it was a little heartbreaking. i said the truth always is. the problem she had was she never remembers me telling her that i was in love with her. i was crushed. i think i may have only told her a few hundred times over the last 10 years or so. so, after the 35 minutes of her telling me about her life on the west coast, she asks about mine. this is rare as most of our conversations are purely about her and nothing else. so i tell her about the farm, my mother, my father, etc, and the only thing she asks is how much i would be getting from the farm auction. this immediately reminded me of my father as he lived his life solely worried about money and nothing else. after a little back and forth, she asks me if she was always going to be single. i told her that once compromise enters her vocabulary, she'll be fine. and i told her i wasn't speaking about compromise in the way of you changing your morals or beliefs, but more of being tolerant of what others believe. you would have thought i called her a cunt. after she goes on and on about she tried this shit before and never again, the asshole in me had to speak up. so i told her to enjoy being single and miserable. she then calls me an asshole and tells me this is why she never believed me when i said i loved her. this quickly pissed me off as she earlier said she never could remember me telling her that. being the gentleman i am, i thanked her for wasting 45 minutes of my life and hung up on her. so, what i now ask of you, readers, fans, friends, general public, strangers, who the fuck ever... if i EVER speak of the muse again in terms that aren't poetic in nature, you have my PERMISSION to find me, put a gun in my mouth and blow my fucking brains out. i will not allow that CUNT to ruin another day of my life.
the New York Yankees lost yesterday 8-2. i wasn't surprised given the pitching matchup. they play again tonight on ESPN. i'll gladly miss most of that.
needless to say, i didn't sleep good last night. so i was really hoping Manchester United was going to change my vibe for the day. unfortunately, they made it worse. they played like absolute SHIT for the entire 90 minutes. a 3-0 loss at Everton. they are still in 4th, but they need to finish in the top 3 to avoid a playoff for the Champions League. i'm hoping this was just one of those days.
so, in my anger, i decided to put all my music in alphabetical order. nothing like have around a thousand cd's on my bed. took me 3 1/2 hours to get it all done. later this week, i'll do the same with my books. good times.
the WWE is having the Extreme Rules ppv tonight. since i have the WWE Network now, i'm planning on watching it. that means, on the DVR tonight will be Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Silicon Valley, Veep and Last Week Tonight. either the wrestling is going to be so good that i'm in a really good mood and watch a few of those shows before i go to sleep or the wrestling is going to suck and i'm going to watch them all as i'm slowly drinking myself to death.
here's a little music to change the mood:
took mom over to the farm today. she's been letting the family come over and take shit before the auction company decides what they want to auction. of course, mom forgot to make sure she got what she wanted first. i will get to listen to her bitch about this for years to come i imagine. i fed the cats while i was over there. looks like we may be down to 15 cats now. that's all i have seen the last few times over there.
i'm going to get in the shower now (enjoy that visual) and give these old bones a good soaking. i'm in pain from head to toe at the moment. these are the days where i'm certainly yearning for the relief that death will bring.
hope everyone is having a great weekend. i was able to vacuum the house and take out the trash without falling down, so life certainly must be good.
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:
Courtney Barnett - World Cafe Session
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - 40 Day Dream
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
The New Basement Tapes - Down on the Bottom
"I think there is a poem out there for everyone, to be an entrance into the poetry and a relationship with it." - Natasha Trethewey
yet another Monday where i'm running on fumes. it was almost completely worth it, right up until the Saints got their asses handed to them last night. then, it all became one long, long drag...not even some great television could save me. anywho, on with the show...
the Yankees won yesterday 9-5 to finish the season 84-78. Derek Jeter got a RBI single in his last at bat, giving him 3.465 hits for his career. that puts him at 6th place all time. not bad. i thought the Red Sox did a pretty good job with the ceremony yesterday, albeit some of it was WAY over the top. did they really think Jeter was going to dance to someone singing RESPECT? i certainly got a little misty when he left the field for the final time. i've watched his whole damn career. my second favorite Yankee of all time. hopefully he truly enjoys his retirement, he has earned it.
my fantasy football yesterday was full of heartbreak. i have lost one game by 4 damn points. i'm trailing in the other by 3 points going into the game tonight. and i certainly sucked at picking games this week. this is the kind of week that you tend to realize that sometimes when going with your gut, you find out your gut is full of shit.
the Saints got killed last night 38-17. and quite honestly, it wasn't even that close. thankfully, i only got to see bits and pieces of the game. they aren't going to start winning games until they fix that fucking defense.
thankfully, the Sunday night shows were excellent last night. Boardwalk Empire was great. i always love a brutal murder to finish off a show. The Strain was brilliant last night. another layer of the onion was revealed. i LOVE that show. Last Week Tonight had me laughing. Total Divas was pretty good. Ray Donovan was excellent. it certainly had a few shocking moments in the season finale. Masters of Sex was great. that had a few twists as well.
tonight is yet another clusterfuck on tv for me. i'm going to try to do a better job of watching Gotham tonight. that pretty much means that The Big Bang Theory is going to get the slight this week. The Voice and Monday Night Raw are on at that time as well. once again, i'll be relying on YouTube to help me with what i miss on the shows.
i think i may have found a new favorite music video:
around 4 in the morning, i wrote 5 poems. i typed those up this afternoon. i'm trying to write poems that are less than 8 lines long. got a few places i want to send to that want short poems. plus, i always love a good challenge.
one of these days i'm going to take advantage of this weather we are having and take some new photos of the farm. it's getting really close to harvest time.
that's pretty much all for me today. i hope everyone had a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
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:
Mastodon - The Motherload
Deftones - Minerva
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
Pantera - I'm Broken
Black Sabbath - Heaven and Hell
"Because nobody wanted to play bass, I was instantly in a band." - Les Claypool
i was hoping to get some sleep last night, but apparently i'm not allowed to get more than 5 hours at any given time. so, my atrocious bags under my eyes were going to be on display for the world. mom had a hearing test today and we needed to go to the store. plus, since she's still having headaches, i would be driving. oh lovely.
mid 90's today with the heat index. not a day for impatience.
we got to the hearing test on time. i made sure to bring along a pen and paper. i was able to get 5 poems done before she was done. i'll type those up later tonight. then, a trip to the sports bar for lunch. i only had 1 beer, being the responsible driver i am. then, to the store. we walked around for awhile in there. i did a little people watching, but most of them were old couples or single men (creeps like me most likely). i did see a beautiful black woman that was nearly falling out of her dress. of course, she was with a guy, so those glances were quick. i'm sure i'll have a few poems about that later on in the week.
on the way back home we had to stop off at the post office. the post office is right across from the fire station. so, just my luck, the ambulance was pulling out as i was pulling up to the post office. i got over to the side, but, since this is my life, the fucking driver never saw me and came within an inch of turning right into me. it took nearly every ounce of my soul not to jump out and try to start a fight. fucking idiot. there's bound to be poems about that as well.
in case you can't tell, people annoy the living shit out of me.
this series of events will most likely repeat on Friday when i take mom to get her MRI done. good times.
the Yankees lost last night to the shitty Texas Rangers, 4-2. of course, when you commit 5 fucking errors in a game, you should lose. they made a trade today to get a third baseman finally. hopefully it will help as it is the guy the GM has been after for years now. they play again tonight, in a few minutes. i need to type faster.
Monday Night Raw was really good last night. always love a good arrest angle. Stephanie played that up nicely. plus, a night without John Cena is always a good thing. the promo to end the show by Paul Heyman was brilliant.
tonight i'll also be watching Deadliest Catch and Tyrant.
saw a bluebird in the backyard today. they are pretty rare for around here. hopefully i'll get a picture of it one of these days.
i did manage to shave and shower today before i went out into public. i figure that was the least i could do. plus, anytime i shave, my goatee looks twice as long. i always love that. i love it even more knowing that others don't. that's the beauty of being an asshole.
that's all for me today folks. i'll be sure to pass on my thoughts of the poems tomorrow as i do plan on typing those up late tonight.
be well. be creative. be cool.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
AC/DC - Rock 'N' Roll Train
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
Grouplove - Ways To Go
Grace Potter - I Shall Be Released (Live)
The Killers - When You Were Young
Yellowman - Nobody Move Nobody Get Hurt
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire
"Style is whatever you want to do, if you can do it with confidence." - George Clinton
so, my bright ass got on iTunes last night because i have avoided it for a week or so. next thing i know, it's 4 AM and i really need to sleep. but, i wasn't tired. so i was up at 6 and then again at 7:30. it was at that point that i said fuck it, and just decided i'm up for the day. needless to say, i will crash like a motherfucker after the USA vs. Germany game today.
while i wish FIFA would have banned that dirty fuck Suarez for life, 9 international matches and 4 months is better than i thought they would do.
since we're on the topic, here's your World Cup recap... Argentina beat Nigeria 3-2 in a very entertaining game. Bosnia-Herzegovina defeated Iran 3-1. Switzerland beat Honduras 3-0 and France and Ecuador played to a 0-0 draw, even though that game should have had many goals in it. that sets up Argentina vs. Switzerland and France vs. Nigeria in the knockout round.
today, Group G is really all that matters. Portugal plays Ghana. USA vs. Germany i hope will be a really good game, as i believe both teams won't be playing for a draw. in other action, Belgium plays South Korea and Algeria plays Russia. today will be the last day of group play. hopefully, i'll find a knockout round bracket that i can fit on here for tomorrow.
the Yankees actually won last night, 5-3. that victory beer was a little unexpected. they have today off, thankfully. today happens to be Derek Jeter's 40th birthday. that makes me feel really old. they play tomorrow night against the Red Sox.
i did watch Big Brother last night. of the first 8 house guests, i can easily see me hating all of these people by the end of the summer. the other 8 get revealed tonight. i don't mind the "new" twists so far. i'm sure that will change as the producers usually find a way to fuck something up.
Wilfred was great last night. i wish i still smoked pot, i would have enjoyed it more.
and i saw the commercial that The Bridge is coming back to FX on July 9th. i can't wait. of course, it will be on that the same time as Wilfred on FXX, so i will have to figure that out somehow.
now i have a decision to make... do i go into town and get the mail and feed the cats before or after the game?
after a trip to the store this evening, i believe i will be watching the NBA Draft, at least parts of it i guess.
that's all for me. i better get off of here before i pass out or start typing bizarre bullshit.
hope this finds everyone well. if you're an American and not skipping work to watch the game today, FUCK YOU. the best thing is i will be drinking as long as one of the teams win. i do hope is the USA loses they will still qualify for the knockout round. it certainly would be less entertaining for me if they don't.
be well. be creative. be drunk. and don't give a shit that it's a Thursday.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Suicidal Tendencies - You Can't Bring Me Down
Kitten - Why I Wait
X Ambassadors & Jamie N. Commons w/Jay Z - Jungle (Remix)
Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs
Brandi Carlile - Creep (Live)
"Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought." - Matsuo Basho
