the rain that started overnight and was still going this morning, was kicking my ass. i don't sleep well anymore when it is raining. as i tell my mom, we might need to move to the land of bent spoons. she is clueless that that is a heroin reference. thankfully, the rain eventually ended and we got a little sun today.
i went to the bank to deposit my check. of course, the lobby was closed for some fucking reason. so, there's 20 minutes of my life in the drive thru lane i will never get back. after that, i went to Big Lots to see if i could find some better storage for my cards. i did find that and 2 packs of 2019 Upper Deck Goodwin Champions. there was a couple good cards in the two packs i got. i went to Dollar Tree next door to see what they had. i found a Batman and Joker figurines that i didn't have. that was only $2. and then i had to go pick up mom's pills at Kroger.
so, the Manchester United game against Liverpool got postponed yesterday. i have no clue when or even if the game will be rescheduled. sadly, i doubt any of the protests will force the Glazers to sell the team. this is when i wish someone with an ungodly amount of fuck you money made them an offer they couldn't refuse for the team. but, that isn't going to happen.
the Yankees defeated the Tigers yesterday, 2-0, to complete the sweep. they are off tonight and start a series against the Astros tomorrow.
Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.
The Nevers was pretty good last night.
Mare of Easttown was fucking great last night.
City on a Hill was excellent last night.
Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Monday Night Raw, The Voice and Miz & Mrs.
i did listen to episode 341 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can listen to that by going here:
the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Washington. hopefully, they play the kids tonight. i'm not expecting the Rangers to win again this season, so i think it's more important to get the kids ready for next season.
i'm not sure when i will be on here tomorrow.
i hope everyone had a great weekend.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
get the shot.
Esperaba tener sexo hoy.
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:
flora cash - You're Somebody Else
Mannequin Pussy - Romantic
Freya Ridings - Lost Without You
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath
"Being generous of spirit is a wonderful way to live." - Pete Seeger
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i suppose that's the problem with always being a loner. you get so damn lonely at times that you don't even recognize it. and i've lived long enough to know complaining gets you nowhere. i have no clue where all this shit came from today, although today is 1 year since my father's funeral. i fully expect that fucker to haunt me until the day i die. none of us will be lucky enough for that to happen soon though.
breaking news... the New York Yankees got some great pitching last night and timely hitting as well and HOLY SHIT, they won 7-0. finally. that stops the losing streak and more importantly, allowed me to drink. hopefully tonight they can start a winning streak, a totally fucking radical concept this season.
i thought NXT was pretty good last night. it's going to take me a while to get used to all these guys that used to work in TNA now being in NXT.
Lucha Underground last night was awesome. a No Mas match between 2 women that ends up with blood and as much brutality as men would do was fucking amazing to watch. hats off to Sexy Star and Mariposa for an instant classic.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The Big Bang Theory, WWE Smackdown and Lip Sync Battle.
i listened to the latest episode of Seton Calling this morning. i really enjoyed the episode, especially since i am one of those Star Wars nerds. you can check out the episode by going here: http://setoncalling.com/2016/05/04/episode6-tonythaxton-mcs/
my uncle is out of the hospital. i guess they are having something over the weekend for Mother's Day that mom is invited to. so i guess it will be another weekend indoors for me. i'm really not in the mood to see the cousin that molested me.
i do need to get my creative cap on and make up a card for Mother's Day. i believe mom likes it when i get creative with the word fuck in her cards.
i did watch what the Cleveland Cavaliers did last night. un-fucking-believable.
i also watched some playoff hockey last night. i will laugh my ass off if Washington bows out once again before even making the conference finals.
i've been achy all damn day. the pills aren't working, coffee didn't work. the massage chair didn't work. so, there must be some weather coming or is near that is really fucking with me. it's the kind of aches where you would love to crawl in bed and just die.
good times.
if the Yankees win tonight, i believe i will be turning to hard liquor this evening.
i hope everyone is feeling better than i am. it's not that high of a bar to get to.
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 Strumbellas - Spirits
The Iguanas - Mexican Candy
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
"The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain." - Karl Marx
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
the New York Yankees pissed me off so much last night that i didn't even bother to realize that my DVR didn't record Tyrant, a show i truly love. i'm going to put the blame on myself and my relationship with technology, although a sane man would argue that the Yankees shitty pitching for the last 3 games is a good enough reason for anyone to blow a fucking fuse.
i understand that in the game of baseball, sometimes shit happens. but, when you lose to the worst team in baseball again last night, 11-6, it's fucking inexcusable. what makes it worst was they fought back to get the game to 6-6 and then pissed away chance after chance to go ahead. they blew the game in the 9th when they gave up 5 runs. i believe it's the first time the Phillies have scored 11 runs in back to back games in almost a decade. CC only went 4 2/3 last night, so i guess Ivan Nova, coming back from Tommy John surgery, will have to pitch a complete game when they play this afternoon. fuck me runnin'.
here's a little music as i clean my own damn pallet from the shitty taste of last night's game:
i wrote 5 poems yesterday while in the waiting room of mom's doctor's office. i think 2 or 3 of them are really good. i typed them up last night while i was drinking in anger. i guess i should actually check them to make sure i didn't make any mistakes.
WWE Tough Enough was pretty good last night. some parts were a little too much Jersey Shore for my liking, but oh well. the after show on the WWE Network was excellent. The Miz was truly in his element given all the times he has been on reality shows.
Deadliest Catch was excellent last night. it will be interesting to see how Jake does as a captain.
i planned ahead this time and made sure i have Tyrant scheduled to record. of course, i will have to wait until next Tuesday to catch up. of course, i might check later in the week to see if the episode i missed is on demand. fucking technology.
here's some funny shit from last night:
on top of tonight being pro wrestling night, my summer guilty pleasure comes back, Big Brother. it is the perfect show for insomniacs and evil geniuses. that will be on the DVR (fingers crossed), along with ROH and Lucha Underground. i will be watching NXT on the WWE Network when the other shows are on. i haven't decided if i'm going to watch TNA tonight or not. i may just check out the YouTube clips.
mom is feeling pretty crappy today. the heat does her no help with her disease. i was a little shocked when she told me yesterday she decided to go through with another procedure on her ear. it's the same one that nearly killed her last time. not literally, but she did look like she was being electrocuted at the moment the needle went in. she told me they are planning on knocking her out as best they can this time around. of course, i will be in the room like last time, so i can't wait to see how this goes. the first one did nothing for her. maybe this time will work. i won't get my hopes up, that's for sure.
if the Yankees do get swept today, i know i will end up shaving my head. i plan on leaving this funky beard i've got going, but the hair on top will be gone. that would actually feel nice in this heat. so, i figure the Yankees will win today to spite me.
that's really all for me today. i've got trash cans to go get and hopefully the mail is here by now. hope everyone is doing good. if not, you now have discovered the reasons for drugs and alcohol.
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:
James - Laid
Kiss - War Machine
Bon Iver - Skinny Love
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath
Supagroup - Jailbait (Live)
"War is God's way of teaching Americans geography." - Ambrose Bierce
any sports fan can tell you any great moment they can remember from a Game 7. but, a Game 7 at Madison Square Garden, means just a little more. so, tonight, my mind will be completely on this:
the dead dad poems came to me last night. i wrote 3 of them so far. i haven't typed them up. i want to wait to do that so i'm not typing or editing with any emotion involved. that will be tough given what's in the poems.
mom decided she wanted to go to the grocery store today. of course, she wasn't feeling well, so she wanted to go to the one in town. this place is about as dead as you can imagine a local grocery store to be on a Wednesday at 2 PM. i don't think i'll get any poems out of that trip. though, the woman in the next checkout lane that forgot her money may prove me wrong.
the New York Yankees got decent pitching last night but the offense pissed away too many chances in a 4-2 loss. they play again tonight down in that dump in Tampa.
The Voice went as i expected last night. as much as i like India, she should have been gone 3 weeks ago. out of the final 4, i'm rooting for Meghan but i do think Sawyer will win.
the season finale of Undateable was good. the show is just snarky enough that it truly makes me laugh.
i caught up on Deadliest Catch this morning. i can't believe that some of the boats actually fished during that typhoon. that's fucking nuts.
here's some late night laughs for you:
tonight on the DVR will be Lucha Underground. at some point i will flip over to the WWE Network to watch NXT.
the winner of Game 7 tonight plays Tampa. the Rangers didn't do good against Tampa this season and have never beaten their goalie. i'm doing my best to keep that shit out of my mind while i'm watching tonight. if the Rangers win, i'll be fucking pumped beyond belief. if they lose, this house will be like a damn morgue.
today's a good day for this:
not sure when i will be on here tomorrow. all depends on how high or low i get with tonight's game. plus, i'll probably be typing up some poems as well.
hope this finds everyone with a pulse.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, lover letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Laura Welsh - Break the Fall
Samo Sound Boy - Baby Don't Stop
Kendrick Lamar - King Kunta
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath
"Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die." - Joe Louis
