my sister, mother and i had breakfast together this morning and then exchanged gifts. i think my mother and sister both liked what i got them. i got a few things i wanted and a couple more i needed... so all in all, this morning went as good as probably was possible.
we watched The Night Before last night. that's become our Christmas movie i guess. it still makes me laugh.
WWE Backstage was pretty good last night.
i also watched some of the football game last night between Hawaii and BYU.
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on the DVR tonight will be NXT.
i know i'll watch plenty of basketball games today.
i think my sister is going to leave sometime after lunch.
i have to get out the trash tonight since they will be picking it up tomorrow.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays.
mom has said something about going out tomorrow and looking for a new car. i'll believe that when i'm on the lot looking. our 2002 Toyota Highlander only has close to 250,000 miles on it.
i hope everyone has a great day. hard to believe the final days of this decade are right around the corner.
until tomorrow kids...
Feliz Navidad
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:
Trans-Siberian Orchestra - Christmas / Sarajevo 12/24
Darlene Love - Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Merry Christmas Baby
William S. Burroughs - The Junky's Christmas
"The whole world is about three drinks behind." - Humphrey Bogart
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i'm less than 5 hours into mine and i already know mine is going to fucking suck. apparently, it's my fault my mother doesn't feel good today. my fault that it is hot and her Meniere's Disease is fucking with her. my fault her incision isn't healing as fast as she wants. my fault she isn't sleeping well. my fault she wants to be a fucking martyr and not take the pain pills... as you can imagine, seeing that i really don't have any good memories of any holiday in my life, today is going to be another one where i'll feel best alone in my room with a bottle of something strong. good times.
a little poetry news to get out of the way. i heard back from Alan at The Recusant on my poetry submission from last December. they liked the poems but decided they weren't for them. he wished me best of luck getting them placed elsewhere. i will probably need it as most of the poems were written right after the last election. joy.
the New York Yankees tried to give the game away late last night. thankfully, they didn't. they beat Toronto 6-3. hopefully they will make it two in a row this afternoon.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i thought they did a decent job building for the WWE Great Balls of Fire event this Sunday.
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on the DVR tonight will be WWE Smackdown and Deadliest Catch. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i imagine at some point tonight i'll probably watch some fireworks on television as well.
i figure most of today is going to be laundry, watching baseball, cooking hot dogs and playing a passive/aggressive game with my mother. can't fucking wait.
i hope everyone has a great 4th of July. enjoy the fireworks, the beaches, the alcohol, whatever the fuck you're doing to celebrate whatever you are celebrating today.
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:
David Bowie - I'm Afraid of Americans
LCD Soundsystem - american dream
Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band - American Skin (41 Shots) (Live)
Father John Misty - Bored In The USA
"The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portion of the virgin soil as a cemetery, and another portion as the site of a prison." - Nathaniel Hawthorne
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i wrote 2 poems yesterday afternoon, more or less about the evil inside of me. so when i was stuck behind this old lady while driving to pick up my mother at the rental car place, i started to laugh. sure, i was tempted to run her off the road. sure, i was looking for a spot to pass her. but i did nothing, i just followed. now, when she turned to get on the highway, i did say i hope you die in the accident you're getting ready to cause, but it was more in that loving sense where i hope she doesn't feel any pain. ok, i'm not buying that either.
i really enjoyed The Voice last night. i really have no clue who is getting voted off tonight.
i was relieved to see Gotham was a rerun last night. i was tired as hell when i started to watch it.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good. i was excited to watch Anderson and Gallows finally wrestle. i'm really happy that Karl Anderson has finally fulfilled his dream of getting to the WWE. i'm really interested to see what happens at the ppv this Sunday. it should be a great one.
the New York Yankees got some great pitching last night and a few big hits that were just enough to win 3-1. that's a good way to start a long road trip. they play again tonight in Texas.
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on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Deadliest Catch.
i'm not sure if it's going to storm here tonight or not. my bones tell me yes, but the radar says something else. good times.
i do need to pickup all the trash though. we've already done next door, mostly because i don't think my mother nor i wanted to do that in the rain.
i may do another round of poetry submissions tomorrow, just so i feel like i have had an active National Poetry Month. i do think with the 7 poems i have written in the last 2 days, i should have plenty of options.
that's all for me kids, i have trash to pick up.
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:
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Purple Rain (Live)
Low - Stay
Steve Earle - Colorado Girl
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Sleeping At Last - Chasing Cars
"Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own." - Carol Burnett
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yesterday was exhausting. when i eventually fell asleep, i was tossing and turning all night long. i doubt i got more than 3 or 4 good hours of sleep. not sure if it's the weather, the poems, nightmares, being lonely, or (fill in the blank here) that has me so restless. my sister joked that she slept 9 1/2 hours while she was here in one night. i looked at her and said if i ever sleep 9 hours, i'm pretty sure when you come to check on me, i'll be dead.
i heard back from Chiron Review on the poems i sent on my birthday. all 3 got rejected. those are 3 of my strongest, so either i think they are much better than other people do, or i have slipped into a rut. might be time to switch back to wine for the next few months.
the New York Rangers played like shit yesterday. i guess asking for 3 wins in a row is just too much to ask for. they better snap out of it quick as they play Buffalo tonight.
thankfully, the Dayton Flyers took care of business yesterday at Fordham. they never trailed in the game, even though they tried to make it close near the end. eventually, Dayton put the game away and actually beat the spread once again. Dayton won 64-50.
i enjoyed The X-Files last night. of course, i had to watch most of the show on the internet this morning as the football game took up much of what i recorded on the DVR. that's my mistake for not thinking the game was going to run long. it should be interesting to see what happens tonight.
Shameless was really good. Billions was good, but not as good as the pilot was. hopefully it bounces back next week.
the Royal Rumble was good. i was pissy for most of it though as my internet was cutting in and out throughout the show. i really enjoyed what i saw of Kevin Owens vs. Dean Ambrose. and i truly marked out like a child when i saw AJ Styles come out. that's truly one of those things i NEVER thought i would see in a WWE ring. not sure what i think about HHH winning the Rumble and becoming the new champ. i will hold back my opinion to see what happens on the road to WrestleMania. if he manages to make a new star out someone by April, then it's all worth it. if this becomes him burying people again, then i'll be bitching and moaning for the rest of the year. of course, i know what HHH thinks of my opinion:
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on the DVR tonight will be The X-Files. i will spend most of the night flipping between Monday Night Raw and the New York Rangers game vs. Buffalo.
plus, i think there is a basketball game tonight that is supposed to be good. (Spurs vs. Warriors)
i got half of the Super Bowl matchup correct. neither game really shocked me. i think Carolina will win the Super Bowl, though i wouldn't mind Denver winning if that means Peyton Manning retires.
i have to get some blood work done before i go back to the doctor on February 8th. i figure i will get that done later in the week. i'm so looking forward to all the shit i have to do now that i am 40. good times.
i hope everyone had a great Sunday. hopefully it has stopped snowing wherever you are.
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:
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - 01/19/16 Chicago, Illinois (Live)
"It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality." - Virginia Woolf
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