Showing posts with label the 1984 draft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the 1984 draft. Show all posts

Monday, December 10, 2018

a gloomy day with a silver lining, i guess...

these are the days of winter i can't really stand. the older i get, the more i need the sun i think. perhaps it's my inner child knowing my negativity is killing me. perhaps i need the sun to simply brighten this dismal time in my life or the world. the silver lining is all the success i had today. between poems getting published and accepted, between a delightful trip to the post office where i got to be the fly in the ointment for several old ladies... one of those days where i try to cram about 24 hours in a span of about 6. good times.

the post office today was pretty funny. first off, i let this beautiful, and i mean beautiful for this part of Ohio, woman go in front of me. she was a stunner to say the least. when i got up to the counter, i had 15 envelopes that needed postage. and since i am an asshole, none of the envelopes were the same. plus, i needed to get a roll of stamps and mom wanted a book of Christmas stamps. after some furious typing, a few deep sighs, the total was around $80 or so. i could hear the old ladies behind me getting more and more pissed the longer it took. that was some of my best joy i have had in weeks.

so, there are a few lucky ones out there that should be checking their mailboxes in the next few days.

the finale of Enemies: The President, Justice & the FBI was really good last night. of course, i figure nothing is going to happen to the asshole running this country, not until he gets voted out (hopefully). but, it would be nice to see his family have to do some time while he figures out how to pardon every criminal he's given a job to over the last few years.

Ray Donovan was really good last night.

Escape at Dannemora was excellent last night.

the New Orleans Saints had an awful first half yesterday at Tampa Bay. they trailed 14-3 at halftime. thank fucking god they woke up and absolutely destroyed Tampa in the second half. the Saints got all the phases rolling (offense, defense, special teams) and won the game 28-14. that gives them the division title for the second straight year and since the Rams lost last night in Chicago, the Saints control their destiny once again for the number 1 seed in the NFC playoffs.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Voice and Vice Special Report: The Untold Story of the 2008 Financial Crisis. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

the New York Rangers play tonight at Tampa Bay. the Lightning have the best record in the NHL, so i'm interested to see how the Rangers do tonight.

so mom had me bring in all the Christmas shit yesterday from the garage. as of right now, we have 4 Christmas trees up and i'm hoping not much more needs to go up. as you might imagine, i like festive, but i'm not a festive motherfucker.

i had to sit in on a conference call between my mother and her financial planner today. even with the recent downturn in the economy, mom is still sitting pretty. it would be nice if they would stop fucking with her disability payments. that would make her life much less stressful.

i have no damn clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i think my sister is having shit shipped to the house for mom in my name, so i'm going to be on the lookout for that tomorrow i guess.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

that's all for now kids.

Lamentablemente, no puedo ser todo para todos.

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:

The 1984 Draft - Honest
Sade - The Big Unknown
Cold War Kids - Can We Hang On? (Live)

"Fortune befriends the bold." - Emily Dickinson

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

Tuesday, September 4, 2018

the kind of heat that reminds you we only have two seasons anymore, hot and cold...

when i went out to get the paper this morning, it was already humid as hell. these are the days where i know it's no fun for my back. for some damn reason, it doesn't respond to heat at all. i'm finding that out more and more in the shower.

i hope everyone had a good Labor Day. i figured out where the next 31 poems will be going. i will hopefully get a wild hair up my ass and do that tomorrow.

the New York Yankees lost out in Oakland yesterday 6-3. they simply look like a team that has run out of gas at the moment. maybe if Judge comes back and hits immediately they will come back to life. but, i'm certainly not counting on it. the Yankees play Oakland again tonight. it would be nice if they would win, as Oakland is right behind them in the wildcard race.

Monday Night Raw certainly had some moments last night. but, when nostalgia is the most memorable (HBK and The Undertaker), i'm not sure it's the right thing to do for the current roster. i will be patient to see where it goes, but as usual, it usually goes nowhere and that's the fucking problem.

Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story showed just how fucking inept the prosecution was last night. the finale next week should be very interesting.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Fuck That's Delicious, the season finale of Hard Knocks and Mayans M.C. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the trip to the bank was good today. the woman i wrote about a couple weeks ago was working again. bright neon orange fingernails this time. i nearly said something, but my mind was beyond fucking filthy at the moment. i was more or less trying not to stare at a top that was way too fucking tight. so yeah, there will be poems, especially about you Alexis.

i decided to buy some local music yesterday on Bandcamp. i figure it was my way of helping some artists out on Labor Day. those songs will be down in the music section.

hard to believe the NFL starts back up on Thursday. i have a good feeling about my New Orleans Saints this season. i wouldn't mind seeing the Saints make a trip back to the Super Bowl this season.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i want to get those poems out in the morning. if that happens as planned (quit laughing), i'll be on here in the afternoon.

i have trash to go pick up now. joy. i hope everyone had a great holiday weekend.

ella tiene los ojos de un edificio en llamas, lista para tomarme como vĂ­ctima

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:

The 1984 Draft - Honest
NOVAGOLD - A Pretty Burn
Paige Beller - Nobody Believes in Two Night Stands Anymore (Live)
The Boxcar Suite - Hard to Deliver

"A lot of guys who have never choked have never been in the position to do so." - Tom Watson

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