what happens when it literally starts raining cats and dogs?

we're under a flood warning or a watch or an end of the world type shit event going on now as it is fucking pouring rain. my mother felt good enough to go into work today by herself and is going to go to the grocery store afterwards. to say i'm a bit nervous would be an understatement. but, hopefully i'll be putting away groceries right after i finish this blog today.

i decided to clean the toilets and take out the trash today. i told my mother i would at least make an effort when we moved and i would like to think that is what i'm doing.

the New York Yankees lost 4-0 last night in Houston. i only watched the 9th inning, when they brought the tying run to the plate. at least they gave themselves a chance. hopefully they will get back to winning tonight.

i mostly watched the NBA Draft last night. it went sort of like i expected. i was really disappointed that Jordan Sibert didn't get drafted. Dayton hasn't had anyone drafted since 1990. god willing, that will change soon. Sacramento drafted Willie Cauley-Stein. if they keep DeMarcus Cousins, i love the pick. two Kentucky guys controlling the front court. now, just get a decent point guard and the team can start the climb back to being relevant.

Big Brother was interesting last night. the first twist to annoy the shit out of me is 2 people from the show The Amazing Race are now playing Big Brother. something like this will happen each week of the game. i did catch some of Big Brother After Dark last night as well. hopefully in a few weeks the alcohol starts flowing as there definitely seems to be some freaky people in the house this year.

the season finale of The Comedians was hilarious. i'm not sure if it will be back for another season, but hopefully it will be.

here's some funny shit from last night:

today is really all about the NHL Draft. the New York Rangers are trying to get back in the first round. they have been offered a first round pick for Cam Talbot, but they would have to take a bad contract back for that pick. this is a deep enough draft that if i was the Rangers, i'd bite the fucking bullet and do it. so, as you might imagine, i'll be glued to that tonight.

also tonight, team USA plays China in the Women's World Cup. i'm sure i'll catch plenty of that during the draft.

on the DVR tonight, weather permitting, will be NJPW and Vice.

i guess my sister is coming down tomorrow. we're planning on going out to lunch, so it looks like i may be taking a shower tonight.

my sister's friend came by the house this morning to get her furniture that was here. that cleans out even more from the garage. and thankfully they got here long before the rains came.

here's a little music to take you into the weekend:

i hope everyone has a lovely weekend. hopefully the rain stops here before i have to start building an arc.

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:

Phil Collins - In The Air Tonight
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Wussy - Beautiful
Jimi Hendrix - Born Under a Bad Sign

"I love it when people doubt me. It makes me work harder to prove them wrong." - Derek Jeter

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

life happens and then we all move on

so i got an email today that i was hoping was something like someone just pulling my leg. but then i went to the site and saw the news.

The Camel Saloon is now closed for submissions. Many thanks for all the patronage.

while i was sad at first, i definitely want to thank Russell for the number of times he published me. in an odd way, i think he helped me become a better poet as he never settled on something from me. i appreciate editors and publishers that reject me while giving me a sense of what they want. i believe i have one more poem coming out before the doors are shut forever on the Saloon. what a glorious 5 years my friend.

as i figured they would yesterday, the New York Yankees won 10-2. hell, i left to take mom to the bank when they were up 10-0. Nova pitched great and the offense got some timely hits. what a concept. that stops the losing streak. they start a series in Houston tonight.

mom needed to go to the bank yesterday to deposit some money and then get a cashier's check to pay off the new house. she mailed that off this morning. i told her she should feel proud. she's more or less debt free at 62 years old. she should think of it as she won the game of life. now go fucking enjoy it.

a little music break before we get to last night on television:

Big Brother was interesting last night. only the first half of the cast was shown. more people get revealed on tonight's episode. the twists for this season will probably drive me nuts. it almost feels like the show is jumping the shark. i'll give it a couple of weeks to see how it goes before i pass judgement. all in all, it should be a very interesting and long season.

NXT was really good last night. whenever you have a main event that involves 3 of the best wrestlers on the planet, you can't go wrong with it. also, the segments they have been running on Finn Balor are top notch.

Lucha Underground was excellent one again. i really like how the show is building to Ultimate Lucha. enjoy some highlights:

i watched the main event from ROH again last night. you can never go wrong with the Young Bucks, AJ Styles and Okada in a match. i did watch the main event of TNA as well last night. honestly, it made me feel old:

here is some funny shit from last night:

tonight is another busy night on tv for me. the DVR will be busy. Big Brother is on tonight at the same time as the NBA Draft, the Yankees game and god knows what else. also tonight is the season finale of The Comedians.

another quick music break my friends:

give the Sam Roberts Wrestling podcast a listen this week. it is really good, especially if you are interested in knowing more about one of the men that are the future of pro wrestling:

you can listen on iTunes, Stitcher, notsam.com or on the right hand side of this blog.

thankfully, the rain of this morning has given way to some sunshine this afternoon. hopefully, it stays that way. we've been actually able to open some windows today and turn the air conditioning off. of course, the house is now close to 78 degrees and i'm wearing all black, so that might change before too long.

i hope this finds everyone drunk and happy.

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 Flaming Lips - Do You Realize??
Beck - E-Pro
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
JJ Grey & Mofro - 99 Shades of Crazy
Pigeonhed - Battleflag (Lo-Fidelity Allstars Remix)

"All great work is preparing yourself for the accident to happen." -Sidney Lumet

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

oh how i miss my afternoon naps

another day, another afternoon adventure. i believe this is my mother's way to slowly work me back into society. i feel like i am more comfortable in public but, fuck i miss my afternoon naps. today we went to Menards to get some shit that mom needed. she didn't find what she was looking for but got something anyway. it is heavy as fuck and guess who gets to put it together. and this is where my hatred for my father is the strongest as he taught me absolutely nothing as a child about tools, putting shit together, etc. so, this is simply an argument waiting to happen. good times.

after that, we went to lunch. i had a sandwich and fries and the absolute weakest lemonade i have ever tasted in my life. it was more water with lemon that anything. at least the sandwich was good.

at the grocery store, it appeared like since they were doing some reconstructing, they were testing the fire alarms. you can imagine with my mother's disease how happy she was at this. while we were walking around, i did catch eyes with this stunning black girl. that was the problem though, she had jail bait written all over her. i felt like giving her my card and telling her to call me in 4 years or so.

once we got home, i had 86 fucking emails to go through. seeing what little money i make is from online surveys, i have to go through each and every fucking email. tedious would be an understatement. at least dinner was excellent tonight.

enjoy a quick music break:

Smackdown last night was excellent. i really enjoyed the match between Cesaro and Kevin Owens.

enjoy the top ten highlights from the show:

The Comedians last night was excellent. next week is the season finale.

here is some funny shit from last night:

the New York Yankees offense came alive last night as they beat the Marlins 9-4. that split the series with them as they start a series with the Tigers tonight. they are currently tied in the 2nd inning. Alex Rodriguez got his 3,000th hit in the first inning tonight by hitting a HR. figures, he did it just like Jeter. hopefully i will be enjoying a victory beer tonight.

i figure i will be flipping between baseball tonight and god knows what else. i'd love to get the ROH ppv tonight but i'm being a cheap ass tonight.

speaking of being a cheap ass, if anyone would like to get ANYTHING from my Amazon.com wishlist for me, you are more than welcome to do so. there are plenty of items on it that are just a few bucks. a sure way to win my love forever. you can find my wishlist on the right hand side of this blog.

i'm sick of the fucking rain. and whenever the damn sun comes out, the whole area turns into a damn sauna. and my frustration is boiling over with the fucking squirrels. i'm at the point where i'm going to start poisoning the little flying rats.

that's all for me today kids. i hope everyone has a great weekend. i'm hoping to get shit done this weekend. hopefully my arthritis allows it. have a drink on me kids.

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:

Empire of the Sun - Alive
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy (Live)

"What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist." - Salman Rushdie

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

at least there was a few hours of sunshine

mom has decided to spend her birthday week going through all the boxes here at the house. have i mentioned that most of the boxes are in the garage and the garage doesn't have air conditioning. talk about working in a damn sauna. thankfully, we must have got enough done yesterday that she didn't so much out there today.

mom wanted to go out for lunch today, so we did. we had a guy do some work on our furnace and air conditioner today, so it ended up being a late lunch. after that, we did a little shopping. i'm trying to find a stand for wine glasses, not one that you attach to anything. of course, didn't find it. but, i did find a commemorative football about Ohio State winning the national championship. so, i got that instead. plus, i was looking for some frames. of course, they are all odd sizes, so no luck there either. but i did find some black construction paper that will allow me to finish another project i have for some autograph photos i have. if we would have made it back home before the storms hit, it would have been a perfect day. but that didn't happen. nothing like driving and seeing HUGE lightning bolts hitting the ground a few miles from you. the rain was coming down so hard at one point i felt like a damn storm chaser. i avoided the highway as i figured some fucker would cause an accident. so, i drove a little out of the way, but made it home.

now enjoy a musical break:

the New York Yankees finally won last night, 2-1. they got some great pitching and just enough offense to get it done. they hopefully get the split in the series tonight. they are currently leading in the game.

wrestling last night was very good. sadly, the storms fucked with my viewing for most of the night. so that means i didn't watch much of ROH and TNA at all. but what i did see was awesome.

the match on Lucha Underground last night was spectacular. hats off to Johnny Mundo and Prince Puma for some excellent story telling and some true HOLY SHIT moments. enjoy the highlights:

on NXT last night, Kevin Owens and Samoa Joe beat the shit out of each other. i didn't expect a clean finish as i expect these two will feud with each other for a few more months. plus, the package they put together about Finn Balor was top notch. enjoy both below:

while enjoying a victory beer, i came across some pretty funny shit on tv last night:

i suppose i will flip between some baseball and soccer tonight. on the DVR will be Smackdown (mostly because of Kevin Owens vs. Cesaro) and The Comedians.

if my arthritis allows it tonight, i'd like to get some writing done. or, get a project done with my sports collectibles. if the way i feel now is any indication, it most likely won't happen.

do give the Sam Roberts Wrestling podcast a listen this week. it's a very good show:

that's all for me today. i hope the weather is better wherever you are. i'm currently having a conversation with someone on Google+ who tells me she's this hot woman in Florida but currently is in Nigeria. gee, wonder when the money scam starts.

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:

Walk The Moon - Burning Down The House (Live)
The Dollyrots - High School Never Ends
Wussy - Beautiful
Dawes - Time Spent in Los Angeles
The Holydrug Couple - Baby, I'm Going Away

"I don't work at being ordinary." - Paul McCartney

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

waking up in a sweat

maybe it was the heat. maybe it was the underlying sentiments from my mother and sister. maybe it was death. maybe it was a sense that i'm entering a new chapter of my life. but waking up in a pool of your own sweat while the air conditioner and a fan is on overnight is a bit unsettling. of course, 45 minutes after waking up, i'm swallowing 2 pills of Imodium. good times.

the Cavs went cold last night and ran out of gas and Golden State finally realized they were playing in the finals. a recipe for disaster if you want Cleveland to win. Golden State won by 21 last night. the game really never felt that close. next game is on Sunday.

The Comedians last night was hilarious. i really think the show has found its legs now.

the Dayton Flyers got a good transfer from Bradley yesterday. best thing, he'll have 3 years left at UD. and he knows how to rebound. i have to love a kid who got 21 rebounds as a freshman. welcome to Dayton, Josh Cunningham. he chose Dayton over Illinois.

mom and i went to Waffle House for dinner last night. that could explain my morning.

enjoy some music while i think of something to say:

not that i actually watched anything late last night, but here's some funny shit anyways:

i have a busier than shit day ahead of me. before noon, i'd like to get to the bank and post office. after my chair arrives this afternoon, mom and i are going to the grocery store. we have the chance to get some heavy storms today on top of everything. tonight, i'm hoping to enjoy watching the USA women take on Sweden in the Women's World Cup.

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW and VICE.

if i get a chance tonight, i'd like to get some writing done. i'd like to get enough poems to have some submissions to go for the next week.

that's all for me today. i need to get going. i hope everyone has a great weekend. if not, look in the mirror.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Leon Bridges - River
Hippo Campus - Suicide Saturday
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Led Zeppelin - When The Levee Breaks

"Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy." - Anne Frank

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

the American Dream is gone

i had a whole blog planned today about the closing of the sale of the farm, finding out how much my truck sold for, etc, etc, and then right before it was time to leave to go the lawyer's office i got the news. being a pro wrestling fan since basically my birth, when a wrestler dies that i grew up on, it's like losing a family member. and when i heard today that Dusty Rhodes was dead, that one shook me to my foundation. if anyone is responsible for me being mesmerized by pro wrestling, it's Dusty Rhodes. one of the greatest wrestlers of all-time. one of the greatest promo men of all-time. today is truly a sad one for me. here's some videos of one of the greatest of all-time:

this next one is the moment where i became a wrestling fan until the day i die:

goodbye Dream, you will be missed. may you rest in peace.

a quick music break so i can get some tissues and get my thoughts together:

the farm is gone now. mom signed all the papers today. got 2 nice fat checks since 2 brothers are buying it. we also found out what went for what at the second auction. in a true HOLY SHIT moment, i found out my piece of shit truck sold for $2,100. and here i was hoping for $50. needless to say, my bank account is going to look much better when i get that money in 8 days. i think both my mom and i are at peace with the decision to sell off the farm. it will certainly hold a memory in my life for the rest of my time here on earth.

my new dvd player decided to fuck up last night. and since i am a relative retard when it comes to technology, i went a little fucking crazy over it. eventually, after unplugging all the wrong things first, i unplugged a cord in the back of it and plugged it back in and it rebooted itself and all is fine again. of course, unplugging the wrong shit fucked up all the shit i was recording on the DVR, so it became a long night last night.

i didn't watch any of ROH. i already knew what happened and i know it was a great episode.

i gave TNA another chance last night. other than the two Kurt Angle matches, nothing really floated my boat:

NXT was good last night. Becky Lynch is quickly becoming a favorite of mine. Tyler Breeze should get called up immediately to the main roster. and you can never go wrong with a main event involving Samoa Joe (with Kevin Owens on commentary):

but, the winner (once again) from last night, was Lucha Underground. i really loved the action from last night. enjoy some highlights:

earlier in the day, the New York Yankees lost 5-4 in extra innings. they pissed away a 4-2 lead. that stopped their winning streak. and then i found out after the game, they put their closer on the disabled list with forearm stiffness. maybe if the manager wouldn't use him so fucking much in non-save situations... oh well. they are thankfully off tonight. they start a series tomorrow at Baltimore.

in some truly amazing news, team USA beat Germany yesterday 2-1. now, i know it was just a friendly. and i know Germany didn't have all their best players playing. but, still. the USA beat Germany in Germany for the first time EVER. enjoy some goals:

ladies and gentlemen, Bobby Fucking Wood:

not bad to score the winners against the Netherlands and Germany in a span of five days.

time for another break:

the weather here has been fucking atrocious. just hot as fuck. and my mother doesn't do well in the heat anymore because of her Meniere's disease. so, i'm hoping to be inside for the rest of the evening. nothing like it being 89 degrees when the sun is getting ready to set. fuck me.

tonight on the DVR will be The Comedians. i will probably watch that sometime after the NBA Finals tonight. i will watch most of that game, unless i have a sudden need for a nap.

tomorrow is going to be a busy one. my new chair comes finally. that should really help with my bad back and my arthritis. i also need to hit the bank tomorrow to deposit a check from shitty Frontier Communications. and i also need to hit the post office. it's supposed to be hot and stormy tomorrow. just great.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone is in a cool place, enjoying a drink or something else resting between their legs.

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:

Deer Tick - Goodbye, Dear Friend
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Broken Bones & Pocket Change
The Allman Brothers - Whipping Post
Jamey Johnson - In Color
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb (Live)

"Confidence is a very fragile thing." - Joe Montana

a quick p.s. - happy birthday to the longest crush i've ever had in my life.

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

one step closer to being a hobo

well, i guess we did pretty good at the auction yesterday. mom called me and said we made around $5,000. i thought that was pretty good for all the junk that was there. i have no clue how much my truck went for. hopefully it's enough for me to make a nice big deposit at the bank soon.

my trip into humanity yesterday was sadly uneventful. i did get a good laugh at the grocery store. this woman bought 3 pies. no big deal. i then saw her in the parking lot getting into a catering van. either she's a shitty baker or she's fooling clients and charging them double. i'm sure there's a poem there somewhere.

speaking of that, i heard back from Stephanie at Eye to the Telescope. she enjoyed reading my work, but... and that's usually where i just stop reading. nothing good ever comes after but. needless to say, i have 5 poems back on the unpublished file. i was really hoping for this one as this place actually pays. what a concept.

a quick music break before we get to a ton of pro wrestling:

NXT was pretty damn good, as usual. the main event was easily the best part of the show:

ROH was the same episode from the weekend. if that is how the Wednesday show is going to be, at least i know i don't have to sweat it if i happen to miss the show on the weekend now.

TNA was pretty good. i haven't really watched much for the last few years, but at least last night was worth my time. i haven't always been able to say that:

Lucha Underground won the night for me. 3 very entertaining matches that really made the hour fly by. enjoy some highlights:

another music break to clean your pallet:

i got some good FREE music on NoiseTrade today. i'll provide some links below in the music section. check them out.

i greatly enjoyed the Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today with Stone Cold Steve Austin. if you were a fan of the Attitude era, it's a very good listen.

check it out on notsam.com, iTunes, Stitcher, or the right hand side of this blog.

Value City Furniture came and got the chair mom didn't want today. the guy picking it up looked a little stunned when i told him he was the one that forgot to load it on the truck in the first place. i tell ya, this full beard scares the shit out of some people.

mom will be home later tonight. hopefully she has a good drive home from Columbus.

i did happen to watch Brew Dogs last night. the season finale was excellent. i have always wanted to go to Cabo and never come back. god damn fair skin.

the Yankees got some great pitching from Tanaka yesterday, making his first start since April. they broke out the long ball and won 3-1. i'm sure the sweep made the flight back to New York a better one. they are off tonight and start a series at home with the Angels tomorrow.

i got some Coke at the store yesterday and had some rum and cokes instead of my victory beers. i figured i need to switch it up every now and then.

on the DVR tonight will be The Comedians. i will probably watch some of the NBA Finals that start tonight. most likely, i will stick to my ritual of only watching the last 5 minutes of the game.

a little comedy before i bid you adieu:

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:

Good Old War - Good Old Sampler
The Filthy Souls - The Filthy Souls
Heather Maloney - Heather Maloney Sampler
Jimi Hendrix - Red House
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester

"I've always had this impulse to be destructive." - Russell Brand

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

let the fun begin...

the adrenaline is starting to flow, and honestly, after watching this, you'll understand why:

i will probably go through every fucking emotion possible tonight while watching the game. but, i fully believe i will be breaking out the hard shit celebrating a victory tonight. so, get it done boys. PLEASE.

the Yankees pissed away a lead last night and tried to comeback late but failed, losing 5-4 to Oakland. it figures, they sweep the best team in the AL, fly across the country and lose to the team with the worst record. they play again tonight.

the shows last night were pretty damn good. the season finale of Louie was more uncomfortable comedy. brilliant. i'm saving the comedy special that came on after the show for later this weekend. i was too in and out of it with the baseball game last night to give a good account of it. The Comedians was excellent. and lastly, Lip Sync Battle was pretty damn funny once again:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW. i'll probably watch that after the hockey game.

before my day got draining as hell, i was able to listen to this podcast:

definitely a must listen. check it out on notsam.com, iTunes, Stitcher, or the right hand side of this blog. and congrats to Sam on his show getting picked up daily on Sirius/XM and for his appearance on the Stone Cold Steve Austin podcast. i'm really happy that Sam is starting to blow up. he's paid his dues, that's for sure.

a quick music break before i describe my driving hell today:

mom decided she felt good enough to go into work today. she then decided she might as well head over to Value City to pick up the chair they didn't bring to the house. and since we had books to go to the used bookstore over there, fuck it, i'll drive. we first go to the hospital. that took way longer than it should have. mostly because mom isn't in good enough condition to constantly be on the go and women just love to talk, especially when one is in a hurry. after we finally got out of there, we went out to eat. that was better than i expected. plus, the waitress might have sparked a poem, so that's a plus. we went to the bookstore next. 3 boxes of books and magazines. my grand total for selling them: $6. that almost covers the gas to go across the county. oh well, that's more shit out of the garage. and then, off to Value City Furniture. after finding out where to go to pick up the furniture, we hit the bell. and then hit it again. finally after the 3rd time of hitting the bell, someone came to the window. we waited another 20 minutes for them to bring the chair out. now the kicker to the story, it's not put together. apparently, if you pick the furniture up, they give it to you in pieces. well, needless to say mom was fucking furious. the customer service lady offered to put it together. of course, by then we were 15 minutes away from the store. in rush hour traffic. so, guess who gets to put that together... good times. we had to go to the grocery store after that to return some lights and pick up some prescriptions. so, once again, another afternoon where i didn't take a nap.

i will be fucking spent by the end of this evening.

that is all for me. i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. enjoy the warmer weather and hopefully some skies full of sun and not rain.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Volbeat - A Warrior's Call
Charlie Mars - Hell Yeah
Joe Ely - The Road Goes On Forever (Live)
Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment - Surf (FREE on iTunes)

"You never get tired unless you stop and take time for it." - Bob Hope

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

i forgot to take a nap today

i typed up a poem i wrote a few days ago this morning. i liked it and thought what the fuck, this might as well be poetry day. so, i got some submissions together and then spent most of the afternoon typing up emails and sending them. of course, this was during when i usually take a nap. so, i tried to do my best checking of my shit while yawning. i figure i probably fucked up along the way somewhere. i sent out 17 poems today, 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash and 3 each to The Camel Saloon, Napalm and Novocain, Dead Snakes and Pyrokinection. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.

i also got the first of my shipments from amazon.com today. i decided while buying mom's birthday gift, i might as well use the rest of the gift cards i had at amazon on some of the music i have missed. so, that was what was playing while the typing was going on today. good timing actually by the postal service on that one.

a quick music break before we get this show on the road:

the New York Yankees finished off their sweep of Kansas City yesterday, winning 4-2. Alex Rodriguez hit a big HR for the winning runs and continues to have a pretty fucking surprising season. they are back in first place in the division. they are on the west coast for a road trip starting tonight. i guess i'll be up late tonight.

my uncle came over yesterday while the game was on. he wanted to see the new furniture. we got "most" of what we ordered. one chair for the kitchen wasn't on the truck. i think mom and i are going to pick that up ourselves this weekend probably. my uncle liked the furniture and watched some of the game with mom and me. i think he just wanted to get away from his wife. i don't mind him coming over. if it gets more than that, it's off to my room.

the wrestling last night was excellent. NXT made me personally mark out when this match happened:

3 of my favorite independent wrestlers of all-time if you include the referee. that was a nice little moment out of nowhere. as usual with NXT, another great show.

Lucha Underground was spectacular once again last night. great moves and yet another HOLY SHIT spot fest. some of the best matches on television anywhere. enjoy the highlights:

the NBA Finals are now set. whoever wins this one will be getting their first title in a long, long time. Cleveland vs. Golden State. it should be a fun series to watch. plenty of small ball, running the court, shooting the 3, etc, etc. i wouldn't mind if it went for a good 6 or 7 games.

both NHL conference finals are going to 7 games. that's the first time that has happened in 15 years. hopefully the Rangers find a way to win another Game 7 tomorrow night.

tonight i'll have the DVR busy. all on at about the same time: The Comedians, Louie, Lip Sync Battle, and i believe FX is going to have the latest Louie C.K. comedy special on after the season finale of Louie. i'll definitely have to check that out.

mom and i went to the grocery store yesterday. we both noticed her car was making some weird sounds. figures, i thought, since it will be mine before too long. she took it in today and it was the back left brake fucking up. she just had the front brakes done last week. let's just say she's not a happy camper at the moment. as for the grocery store, not sure if i'm going to get any poems out of it. but, i did get some decent ice cream, so that will do.

that's all for me today. i will be on here tomorrow long before i get over hyped for Game 7.

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:

Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence
deadmau5 - 5 years of mau5
Courtney Barnett - Sometimes i Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit.
Father John Misty - I Love You, Honeybear

"I don't like fashion. I don't like art. I do like smashing up expensive things." - Wendy O. Williams

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

a splitting headache

it figures, the sun comes out and i have a headache that keeps me in bed for most of the day. maybe my father put some voodoo hex on me before he died.

the shower didn't exactly help yesterday. it's so much fun when you get in the shower and your bone spurs start going nuts. just a bundle of fucking joy there.

tv last night was ok. i thought The Comedians was really funny. Louie was really good. Lip Sync Battle wasn't as good as the previous episodes, though it did make me laugh:

i'm trying the reverse psychology tonight with the New York Rangers. i'm wearing no Rangers items at all. hopefully, that and some better team play will help them get a win and tie this series up at 2. if they don't win tonight, i'm guessing the series will be over on Sunday.

the New York Yankees play at home tonight against Texas. i have no clue what to expect with this team. if it's like the last few games, they will get great pitching and the offense won't do shit.

i got some great music on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i highly urge you to check it out. i'll provide the link below in the music section and here is a sample of it:

i caught up on the last two episodes of Brew Dogs this afternoon. all that did was make me really want some craft beer.

other than the games tonight, i have no damn clue what else is on television. i suppose if i get pissy, i'll switch over to the Food Network or something.

here's a little comedy for you:

i hope everyone has a great holiday weekend. this will be a nice big test for me if the family decides they want to do shit next door for Memorial Day. damn good thing my bedroom door has a lock on it.

if you're drinking, please drink until you're blind. if you are the designated driver, drink water. soda fucking kills you genius. and if you are doing any drugs this weekend, my address is on the right hand side of this blog.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
INXS - Not Enough Time
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Joe Marson - Stripped Acoustic

"I was born with a great gift, and sometimes with that comes a destructive streak." - George Best

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

still no sunshine...

i was all ready last night. i had a very good dinner. the Yankees had a lead. i had a "new" lucky t-shirt on. i was all set up to watch the New York Rangers show that Game 2 was just a blip. well, so much for that.

the Rangers got off to a 2 goal lead. they promptly gave up the next 4. they came back to tie it at 4. gave up another one. and then tied it again late in the 3rd period. 5-5 going to overtime. and sure enough, i flip back to the game in time to see Tampa win in OT 6-5. not exactly sure where the best defense in the playoffs has gone to. i got the feeling that they thought they could out run and gun Tampa. i would agree with that theory if Rick Nash was scoring goals, let alone all the other fuckers on the team that have done nothing. i'll go ahead and say that Game 4 on Friday is a MUST WIN situation. there's no fucking chance in hell they are coming back from being down 3-1 in this series.

by the way, the Yankees blew their lead and lost 3-2. they are off again tonight. they play at home on Friday against Texas.

thankfully, the wrestling last night was excellent. Lucha Underground had another solid show with a true HOLY SHIT moment. enjoy the highlights:

NXT Takeover: Unstoppable was good and then HOLY SHIT great. here's how it started:

a couple of solid matches later and then the ladies stole the show:

and then a brutal (in a good way) main event that had a nice holy shit moment at the end:

as i have seen stated all over the place, having Samoa Joe in NXT is a game changer. he is one of the best workers of ALL time. and to dream of the matches he could have with some of the wrestlers down there is mind boggling. after watching the show i can completely understand why so many guys on the main roster are a bit jealous of just how damn good the product is down at NXT. last night was easily worth the $9.99 a month.

thankfully, i was able to watch all of David Letterman's final show. i was happy that the show went out with a unforgettable last show. here are some of the numerous highlights as i think the show went nearly 30 minutes longer than normal:

what an amazing show. good thing i taped the two shows after it so i got all of the final show. it is certainly something i will never forget. hopefully everyone involved in the show understands how important the show was to all of us. it will be missed.

i probably didn't get to bed until around 3 in the morning. so, of course i would be up at 7:30. i suppose i'll catch up on my sleep when i die. but, while i was up today i typed up those 6 poems. my gut feeling was correct, i've got some winners in this batch. always a good sign when i pulled a dead father memory out of my head from back when i was 9 years old. i got a feeling i'll be writing about all that shit for years on end. hopefully i will crank a few more poems out over the holiday weekend and then get some submissions ready for June.

on the DVR tonight will be Lip Sync Battle, The Comedians and Louie.

that's all for me today. i'm going to go try to ease my aching bones in a hot shower. and if that doesn't work, i always have a shotgun.

no need to panic. my arms aren't long enough.

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:

Glass Animals - Gooey
Angel Haze & Sia - Battle Cry
Dave Mathews Band w/Warren Haynes - Cortez the Killer (Live)
Sneaker Pimps - 6 Underground
Meghan Linsey - Cocaine and Jesus

"It's easier to put on slippers than to carpet the whole world." - Al Franken

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

let the storm clouds roll in...

i woke up this morning to the news that B.B. King had died. not exactly how i would like to start a Friday morning. blues music is one of the things that has allowed me to escape this world as much as anything on this fucking planet. so, as you might imagine, i've been listening to a ton of music today:

and since i was in such a great mood, i typed up the three poems i needed to this afternoon. i think they are pretty good and honest but i'm a little biased. i have no clue when i will send them out. maybe closer to Father's Day. i'm sure someone will be looking for dead dad poems around that time.

mom and i went over to the farm today for the first time since it was sold. there was still 8 cats that were there. they followed me around, just knowing i had some food for them. imagine their surprise when i didn't. they have to be eating something. of course, last time i was there there was 15 cats.

after that we had lunch at Waffle House. i only recommend this if you just happen to need a huge amount of grease in your belly at the moment.

the New York Yankees lost again last night, 6-1. i didn't bother to watch much of the game. after they got behind big early and had yet another injury to a pitcher, i decided i'd just watch basketball instead. the Yankees play tonight in Kansas City. not exactly the best place to try to end a losing streak.

thankfully, the shows last night were good. The Comedians was pretty funny. Louie was a fucking riot. and once again, Lip Sync Battle was way better than it should have been:

i watched all of Late Show with David Letterman last night. it was great:

try to not have that song stuck in your head for the rest of your life.

here's some more funny shit from last night:

as you might imagine, i didn't sleep much last night. plus, add in this damn weather and i'm pretty much just a cranky bastard at the moment.

i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. this might be the night to catch up on the DVR.

i'll probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. Saturday is going to be another busy one. between the NHL playoffs, horse racing, soccer and god knows what else... the morning will be the only time i won't be busier than nine cats covering up shit in a wind storm.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. only fuck the ones that cough.

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:

B.B. King - Live in Cook County Jail

"The blues was bleeding the same blood as me." - B.B. King (September 16, 1925 - May 14, 2015)

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

i'll probably die one day because of this

if you didn't watch Game 7 last night, you missed out on a great conclusion to one of the better playoff series in the last decade or so. here's a long winded recap of the game:
so The King started off strong:

then, of course, Ovechkin scored to give Washington a 1-0 lead. that would last until the second period when this happened:

and just so everyone knew this was a real hockey game:

the 1-1 score stayed the same for all of the 3rd period and the first 10 minutes of overtime. Washington had a ton of chances in those 10 minutes, but The King was standing on his head tonight. and then, ecstasy:

from the Canadian broadcast:

and then every New York Rangers fan, including this one, could be like this:

watch as Mr. Guarantee (Ovechkin) tries to get through the handshake line as fast as possible:

what a fucking win. the Rangers become the first NHL team EVER to come back from 3-1 deficits in the playoffs in consecutive years. that is also their 14th straight one goal game in the playoffs. also, first time the Rangers scored a Game 7 OT goal since 1994 (the last year they won the Stanley Cup). here's some more highlights from the game:

they will play Tampa in the Eastern Conference Finals starting on Saturday afternoon.

after that game, i broke out the hard shit. a couple ice cubes, some whiskey, some cola and laughing while watching Capitals players cry. i know that makes me an evil prick, but i'm not afraid of that label, so i might as well fucking enjoy it.

the New York Yankees started off strong again last night. got some more decent pitching, but once again, forgot that they have to score more than just in the first inning. 3-2 loss to Tampa. they will look to split the series tonight.

amazingly, i also caught NXT and Lucha Underground last night. both episodes were good. here's a couple of clips:

it's amazing at how much i enjoy both of these shows more than i do Monday Night Raw most weeks.

here's some late night laughs to clean your pallet:

as for tonight, i guess i'll watch some playoff basketball and then Lip Sync Battle, The Comedians, and Louie. plus, i believe Tom Waits is supposed to be on Letterman tonight, so i'll definitely be watching that. that might end up on the DVR as well.

i was home alone for most of the day but i was so damn spent from last night, i didn't do much of anything. i broke out the vacuum, fed the birds and repaired one of the solar lights. duct tape, my old friend. other than that, read the paper and watched porn. good times.

here's some more laughs for you:

not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i believe my sister is coming down tonight before she goes on vacation. not like i'm in the loop with what actually goes on with this family.

maybe tomorrow i'll type up some poems. that sounds like a plan.

hope this finds everyone in good spirits. unless you happen to live in Washington D.C., which had one of the worst sports nights last night in a long time. (they deserve it.)

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:

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here (Live)
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
Swedish House Mafia - Save The World (Knife Party Mix)
DJ Khaled w/T-Pain, Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross - All I Do Is Win
Saliva - Click Click Boom

"Good luck has its storms." - George Lucas

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

finally, the weekend, a cold front and a glass of lemonade

it's in the upper 80's as i'm writing this. for all you dumb fucks that don't believe in global warming, why do we only have two seasons anymore? hot and cold. when it's in the 80's before noon, truly, fucking ridiculous.

i woke up this morning with an upset stomach. perfect for this kind of weather. after 3 shits before 10 in the morning, i decided today would be a good day to clean the toilets.

found out the other auction at the farm will be June 3rd. so, hopefully i make a little money on my shit out there (truck, basketball hoop, etc.).

the New York Yankees got some more good pitching and just enough offense last night to win 4-3. A-Rod hit his 661st home run of his career, passing Willie Mays. hopefully they can get another winning streak going tonight.

The Big Bang Theory was great last night. i always enjoy a good cliffhanger.

Louie was obviously a episode written while stoned. it was amazingly fucked up. The Comedians was pretty dark as well.

once again, Lip Sync Battle was way better than it should have been:

that show is twisted and such a nice release of all the week's bullshit.

here's some other funny shit from last night:

and now, a musical break:

my sister is down here tonight to work some event in downtown Dayton. i think she's coming back here afterwards. tonight is truly do or die for the New York Rangers. they have backed themselves into a corner now, being down 3-1. that's really where all my attention will be tonight.

i suppose i will be on here tomorrow after Manchester United (hopefully) ends their losing streak.

i'm off to go take a shower and maybe start my laundry once the sun finally goes down.

hope everyone has a great weekend. it's supposed to rain here i believe. i guess that's one way to keep these fuckers from mowing their grass nearly every fucking day.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Kiss - War Machine
Empire of the Sun - Alive
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World

"Find your place on the planet. Dig in, and take responsibility from there." - Gary Snyder

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

the more things change...

mom decided she didn't want to go to the farm auction last night. i think she was scared that the stepsons that haven't had anything to do with her for a decade or so now were going to show up and start trouble. that made me laugh. i wonder why i always think the negative first when it comes to any situation. when the auction guy came to the new house after the auction, he gave mom the news. come my mother's 62nd birthday, she will more or less be debt free. i won't give the amount of the final bid, but let's just say the farm sold for a very good price. the only thing the buyer asked was what we were going to do with the cats. i told the guy that i wasn't going to feed them anymore. sort of sad, considering there was 2 new kittens yesterday when i fed them. so, if anyone in the area wants some cats, feel free to contact me and i'll point you in the right direction. i guess we're going to do a small auction at the farm for the lawn tractor, my truck, the old jukebox, pinball machine, etc, etc. i'll be thrilled if i can get anything for that truck. thankfully, there's a more than likely chance i'll end up with a vehicle at least made in this century. good times.

that was just about where the good news for me ended yesterday.

the New York Rangers lost 2-1 to fall behind 3-1 in their series with Washington. that makes 11 straight 1 goal games in the playoffs. truly fucking ridiculous. they are now in the same situation they were in last season. i highly doubt anyone's mother is going to die this season, so they are going to have to find some other motivation. it's truly pointless because they have forgot one of the basic principles of playoff hockey. will always beats skill. the Rangers simply aren't willing to pay the price right now. and if that doesn't change rather quickly, this will be 1992 all over again.

the New York Yankees lost 5-1 last night to a pitcher that hadn't beat them in 11 years. one of those nights i guess. they are back at home tonight to start a series with Baltimore.

thankfully, the pro wrestling was great last night.

NXT is truly one of the best wrestling shows around. it's worth getting the WWE Network just for it alone. here's some highlights from last night:

Lucha Underground was excellent last night. and i finally found the place to get my Lucha Underground shirt as well. here's the highlights from last night:

i think the bone spurs in my right ankle are now creeping into my heel. truly fucking wonderful.

at least the A/C is helping me sleep a little better at night.

i wrote a poem yesterday. just a quick one that i typed up today. not sure when i will send it out.

talked to a guy that works at the post office today. i guess our mail forwarding request finally got worked through the system yesterday. so, hopefully all the mail will start ending up at the new house.

here's a little laughter break from last night:

and now a music break as i go take a piss:

come on, you know you enjoyed that visual.

mom and i are going to the grocery store once she gets done with her calls for the day. i told her we probably should go today since my sister is coming down tomorrow night. we don't really have much in the house at the moment.

tonight i'll be watching the season finale of The Big Bang Theory, The Comedians, Louie, and Lip Sync Battle. hopefully, it will be a night of laughs.

i hope everyone is doing good. the weather is still way too warm for this time of year. of course, if i could tan and weighed 100 lbs. less, i'd love this fucking weather. i don't even get that lucky in my dreams. oh well, until we meet 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:

Jamey Johnson - In Color
Smashing Pumpkins - Rhinoceros
Drenge - We Can Do What We Want
Marilyn Manson - The Dope Show
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream

"Shadows cannot see themselves in the mirror of the sun." - Evita Peron

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

welcome to may

i'm not quite sure i'm over the heartbreaking hockey game from last night. i've tried music, other shit on television, drinking, sleep, a fucking shower... and i'm still thinking how the fuck can the New York Rangers give up the winning goal with 1.3 seconds left in the game. i suppose a better question really is, why the fuck was Dan Boyle on the ice at the end of the game to begin with? i mean i love the guy, he went to college with my sister, but he's clearly not one of the top d men on the team. and secondly, how the fuck do the refs miss the hit on Boyle that caused the turnover to begin with? i guess in the playoffs, player safety applies until the refs decide it doesn't. anyways, i really hope this was the wake up call the Rangers needed and come out tomorrow and win game 2. a good way to start is by recognizing that guy wearing #8 for Washington is one of the best players on the planet and someone should be on him at all fucking times. take away his time and space and frustrate the living shit out of him. it's painfully fucking obvious that whatever the fuck the game plan for game 1 was didn't work. sure, it was only a 2-1 loss, but the losing team was the rested team that looked like they had just got finished with a grueling 7 game series with a rival. and before i step off this soapbox... Krieder and Miller, shake it off and keep playing the way you play. Marty St. Louis.. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? Rick Nash... PLEASE WAKE THE FUCK UP AND BE THE GREAT PLAYER YOU ARE. that is all.

the shit on television was good last night. The Big Bang Theory was excellent. Louie was fucking great. The Comedians was sneaky funny this week. the show keeps getting better. and lastly, Lip Sync Battle was once again, much better than it should have been:

i was happy with what the New Orleans Saints did in the NFL Draft yesterday. they have an aging QB, so they went out and got a big Tackle to protect him. smart move. with their second pick, they got a middle linebacker that will compete for a starting job immediately. he's a good tackler and the defense stunk last season, so good move. here are videos of the players:

hopefully they will get 3 more players to fill some holes tonight. i wouldn't mind a couple more defenders and a WR.

the New York Yankees start a series in Boston tonight. i'll probably check that out at some point to take a nap.

i've been hunting music most of today. here's a local band that i'm really starting to get into. ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy Able Danger:

i also got some music on NoiseTrade today. i'll put some links down below in the music section.

and in case you need a smile on your face today, enjoy:

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i might try early in the morning. or it could be real late at night. tomorrow is one of the greatest sports clusterfucks i can ever remember. between the NFL Draft, New York Rangers game 2, Manchester United playing at the same time, Yankees up in Boston, a little thing called the Kentucky Derby, a Game 7 in the NBA playoffs and then the biggest boxing match in the last decade or more. you can see why i might be a little pressed for time.

i hope everyone enjoys the weekend. if you are betting on the horses, i like Dortmund to win the Kentucky Derby. if i am wrong, please forget it. if i get it right, i will remind everyone.

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:
Able Danger - Chaos (EP)
Leon Bridges - River
Shelby Lynne - Then & Now (EP)
Coves - Spectrum (EP)
Arcade Fire - Wake Up

"I wouldn't say that I'm particularly bothered or obsessed with detail." - Wes Anderson

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

what to do when odd phrases hit you at 2 in the morning while taking a piss

welcome to the 24th day of National Poetry Month. today, i'm shining a light on the poet Paul Tristram. i have become aware of Paul's work in the last few years and i am very impressed. hopefully in the next few links, you'll find something you enjoy as well:
http://paultristram.blogspot.co.uk/
https://youronephonecall.wordpress.com/2015/04/24/the-wooden-pillowed-hotel-by-paul-tristram/
http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2015/04/paul-tristram-three-poems_12.html
http://www.horrorsleazetrash.com/poetry/paul-tristram-8/
http://poppyroadreview.blogspot.com/2015/02/a-strange-day-living-without-you-again.html

while on the topic of poetry, the title of this blog represents exactly what happened to me last night. i would mention what the phrase was but i won't. you can read it when the poem gets published. i ended up writing 3 poems last night/this morning. i really like them after i typed them up. i will probably squeeze out a submission here in the next few days.

mom and i took another load of shit to Goodwill today. slowly but surely, the garage and farm are getting cleaned out. tomorrow morning i have to drive down south of town and have 9 boxes of papers get shredded. that will certainly clean some more room out.

the shows last night were excellent. The Big Bang Theory was very good. Lip Sync Battle was ok, although i couldn't help but laugh at Mike Tyson:

The Comedians was fucking hilarious last night. i think that was the best show so far. Louie was uncomfortable. that isn't a bad thing. i love that Louie does a show that doesn't have you laugh at every fucking second.

and then this made me laugh:

the New York Yankees start a series at home tonight with the Mets. i would be watching all of it, but a certain hockey team is playing tonight.

the New York Rangers have a chance tonight to close out the Penguins. i'm hoping they take advantage of this chance tonight and get it done. if they do, it will be in the exact number of games i picked before the playoffs started, 5. that will have nearly all of my attention tonight.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend planned. it's going to fucking rain here, so no wonderful in the forecast for me anytime soon.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Kevin Garrett - Coloring (* FREE on iTunes)
Young Summer - Blood Love
K's Choice - Not an Addict
Kings of Leon - Cold Desert

"A person who knows how to laugh at himself will never ceased to be amused." - Shirley MacLaine

and your pro wrestling video of the day: