2 out of 3 ain't bad...

three days in a row of sunshine, holy shit... it was so nice outside today i went ahead and put out the pink flamingos. and much to mom's dismay, i made sure to put them in the front of the house this time. good times.

for National Poetry Month, i give you:

the New York Yankees left a small village on base last night, losing to Seattle 7-1. against one of the better pitchers in baseball today, they did the exact same thing, losing 3-2. that's 4 straight losses and i believe they are something like 3 for 44 with runners in scoring position in those losses. so i guess this team is just like last year, they can't get the big hit to save their lives. joy.

NJPW was really good last night. 2 great matches that flew by in the 60 minutes of the show.

VICE was very good. it's an episode that i wish everyone in this country would watch.

i tossed and turned all night long. i'm not sure if it was because it was hotter or just my shitty dreams. i was really fucking tired when i started watching Manchester United this morning. apparently, at least after the first 25 minutes or so, so were they. thank god for Marcus Rashford. his goal was enough as United tried their best to give Aston Villa life, but they won 1-0. this relegates Villa for the first time in 28 years. ouch.

the New York Rangers finally woke up in the second period today and blitzed Pittsburgh, scoring 3 goals in a matter of minutes. they eventually won the game 4-2 to even the series 1-1. they next play at MSG on Tuesday. hopefully they continue their good play at home. 15 wins to go to bring Lord Stanley home.

so i've got 2 victory beers to enjoy. i'll do that after i take a shower. or maybe in the shower, i haven't done that in a while.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH and Saturday Night Live.

after i take a shower i will probably flip between some playoff hockey and basketball and the UFC.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money. take it easy and then take it again.

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:

Deftones - Minerva
Metallica - Bleeding Me
Testament - Return to Serenity
Black Sabbath - Heaven and Hell

"Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles." - Charlie Chaplin

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

from the bottom of hell to the top of the damn mountain

before i take all of you on a fucking rollercoaster, here are your links for national poetry month:

http://democratherald.com/news/local/article_29976f96-3610-5145-af2a-09bf9a93dabc.html
http://miami.cbslocal.com/2014/04/26/local-artists-poetry-to-be-embedded-in-key-west-sidewalks/
http://www.ny1.com/content/news/207656/poetry-getting-in-motion-this-weekend-at-grand-central
http://www.cnn.com/2014/04/26/opinion/burt-poetry-spring

last night was one of those sports nights from hell. the Yankees got the living shit beat out of them, 13-1. then, the New York Rangers lost game 4 of their playoff series 2-1. to say i was a little pissed last night would be a huge understatement. thankfully, i found some tunes on iTunes to change my mood and i was able to get some sleep.

thankfully, today has been much, MUCH better. Manchester United looked like the United of old, especially in the second half, winning 4-0. it was a little emotional watching Ryan Giggs walk out in a suit to manage the team. and i did feel a great bit of pride when they won. watching 4 of the lads from the Class of 1992 walk off together as winners was awesome to see. hopefully the last 3 games of the season can be just the same.

after that, i caught a great deal of the New York Yankees winning 4-3. it was great to see the bullpen come through big time today. hopefully they can win the series tomorrow night.

a big thank you to my friend Michelle for stopping by today. it was so nice to finally meet you. and i do hope you enjoy the broadsides.

took my mother to the store to get our drugs and some other things we needed. i'm a little concerned with how drained she gets by just doing little, simple things. hopefully this will get better with time. i don't think any of us thought the surgery would take this much out of her.

as for tonight, not sure what i'll be watching. i do know i have a few victory beers to drink. and i think i might break out the rum as well. fuck, might as well. i've got one more load of my mother's clothes to fold and then i need to figure out what we're having for dinner. my best guess is the pizza in the freezer. that should go well with the beer.

i suppose i will be on here in the afternoon tomorrow. i know the Rangers play at noon in a MUST win game, so probably after that i'll be on here with the joy of winning or the agony of defeat.

be well my enemies. hope all of you are having a great weekend. make sure you get that new issue of Nerve Cowboy, #36. it is a great one.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
K's Choice - Not An Addict
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
Portishead - Glory Box
Grouplove - Ways To Go
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
Testament - Return to Serenity

"I liked myself better when I wasn't me." - Carol Burnett