but when the feels like temp is still near 100... i'm not sure less humid is really a relief.
the Yankees won last night at Baltimore, 8-3. hopefully, they will win the series tonight.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
but when the feels like temp is still near 100... i'm not sure less humid is really a relief.
the Yankees won last night at Baltimore, 8-3. hopefully, they will win the series tonight.
last night was one of those nights. i was completely glued in to Game 7 between the New York Rangers and Pittsburgh Penguins. and the joy from a memorable Game 7, is i never come down from that high for a few days. the Rangers scored first last night. that made me happy. but, just like the last two elimination games, they fell behind, 3-2, going into the 3rd period. the Rangers scored late in the 3rd to send the game to overtime. there is something magical about Game 7 overtimes at MSG. this was no different. the Rangers got a great play from K'Andre Miller to draw a penalty on the Penguins. and wouldn't you know, Artemi Panarin scored on the power play to give the Rangers a 4-3 OT victory. they became the first team in NHL history to come back from a 3-1 deficit in a series where they had to come from behind in each of the elimination games to win the series. they will face the Carolina Hurricanes, starting on Wednesday. this was the first time in 5 years the Rangers have advanced to the second round.
so, on the way to the car dealership this morning, it was snowing. by the time i got out of the dealership, the sun was blazing like it was fucking summer. welcome to Ohio.
so, the check engine light on the Highlander was about the fuel valve. it needs to be replaced. the part will be in on Friday afternoon and i have to take it in there on Saturday morning (8 AM). i believe this is going to cost over $800. fuck me.
after i got done at the car dealership, i went and met an old friend. we haven't seen each other in over a decade. i gave her the Christmas present that got sent back to me. she looked happy at least. it was good seeing her again. hopefully, it won't be a decade again before the next time.
NXT was really good last night.
on these days where my arthritis just rages, i feel like i am fucking useless. ice, stretching, gin.. nothing tends to fucking work. joy.
the finale of Hard Knocks was really good last night.
so, my sister got here last night and mom sent her to get some food. i put my phone down over by my chair and turned around and my mother had fallen again. she doesn't know what happened, so now i'm wondering if she's having blackouts. and of course, my brain immediately jumped to she has a tumor or something in her brain that is causing this shit. now, the more likely scenario is she tripped over her shoes or the side of her chair as she was getting to her walker. i swear, i am going to handcuff that fucking thing to her so she always has it near her. after i got her up, i told her, and you wonder why i'm going to be an addict soon.
Smackdown and 205 Live were both pretty good last night.
so, i waited 7 long years for last night to happen. and honestly, it was worth it. thank fucking god, CM Punk is back in pro wrestling. and every thing he did last night reminded me and hopefully millions of other people why he has always been one of my favorites of all-time.
we've had storms and shit weather around us for the last 24 hours. this is the house of apathy today. the best way i can explain the pain i have is take a knife and drive it into the middle of your back, right through your spine. and then move around, cook food, help clean, answer emails, do a blog, run a small business and try to create some poems in whatever the fuck spare time is. i'm not sure many people actually understand this life. and honestly, i'm tired of trying to explain it.
i did open the 2021 Topps Stadium Club box last night. if i had to guess, the cards in it are going to be worth way more than the $25 for the box.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
so, i was in my room trying to get this blog started, etc. and my mother was out in the garage working with some plants. next thing i know i hear the door open and she wants me to come out there because she spilled dirt all over the place. it's not that the garage is fucking spotless to begin with, it is my mother's inability to ask for fucking help, ever. so, as i was out there sweeping up and trying to get the dirt where she wants it, she fucking falls. she said repeatedly that she was fine and i replied with, now you have no fucking choice, you are using a walker everywhere you fucking go. and i get the feeling, i'm going to have to play the asshole and make her use it. like literally strap her fucking wrist to one. this is not how i wanted my Saturday to begin. oh, where is my sister you ask? she is out with her friends, who have always been more important than her family. my sister snapped at my mother last night when mom complained about being sore after 15 minutes of yoga. my sister tends to forget that mom nearly died 4 months ago. i know she doesn't want to think about it as then it would mean she has to face her own fears about death. and god forbid you realize that you are going to fucking die one day. i crossed that fucking bridge nearly 40 years ago. been looking forward to it ever since. so, i spent most of last night just listening to my mother cry and bitch about my sister. good times.
Smackdown and 205 Live were both pretty good last night.