sometimes the pain just becomes a way to pass the time...

i think i might have got almost 4 hours of sleep last night. between the Sunday night shows, the Yankees inventing new ways to lose, a long phone call with the muse and my new addiction of watching black women masturbate, sleep just wasn't a priority last night.

the muse had to tell me all about her weekend in Chicago. i laughed, no wonder so many people got shot. she just had to tell me about all the guys she met, all the dick she could have had and the guy that's coming to visit her in 2 weeks. as much as i would love to think that she likes making me jealous and driving me nuts, it isn't that. she simply only thinks of me as a friend. and when the conversations veer into this direction, i know i have fallen into what many women consider the gay best friend territory. this is my personal hell. how to make the woman of my dreams/nightmares think of me in a way that i'm not in the friend territory? you'd think the phone sex, the 3 page letters or the poems would be enough... i figure i'm going to have to let success be the marker i throw down. and that goes against every fiber in my soul. pure fucking hell.

the New York Yankees were up 4-1 last night in Boston and had their closer on the mound. i was watching as i was really hoping to have a drink. silly me. shitty command and a costly error later, Boston had tied the game at 4. i didn't bother to watch the 10th inning, as i knew what would happen. sure enough, Boston finished off the sweep, winning 5-4 in 10 innings. the Yankees are now 9 1/2 games out in the division and should basically start focusing on the wildcard race now. they keep losing and they won't be hosting that 1 game playoff in early October. the Yankees start a series in Chicago tonight against the White Sox. they stink, so of course, i expect the Yankees to struggle.

Big Brother was really good last night. the Hacker competition was a nice twist in the game.

Power was excellent last night.

Sharp Objects was great last night.

the season finale of Succession was really fucking good last night. i certainly didn't see that ending coming.

Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.

The Affair was a bit shocking last night. i didn't see that ending coming either, but i certainly want to know what the fuck happened.

Who is America? was fucking hilarious last night.

Our Cartoon President was really funny as well last night.

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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

thank god the Manchester United game yesterday wasn't available on television here in the USA. i looked at the match stats and saw how badly United was outplayed by Bayern Munich. i'm not looking forward to the season starting on Friday.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i get all the poems out.

i hope everyone had a good weekend.

la mayoría de los poetas encuentran el éxito después de que están muertos

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
The Phantoms - Watch Me
Mazzy Star - Fade Into You (Live)
Pretty Lights - Can't Stop Me Now

"Art is what you can get away with." - Andy Warhol

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welcome to the silly season

July 1st means so many things... happy birthday to Canada, and to most sports fans, welcome to the silly season. where athletes will become overpaid snobs, where Manchester United will be linked with every good player on the planet, where the New York Rangers will spend too much money on someone too old, and where the Sacramento Kings will never get anyone they really wanted.

i certainly wasn't expecting the New York Yankees to do much last night. i figured getting in at 6 AM, they would still be asleep for the game. thankfully, i was wrong. the Yankees fell behind early but woke up in time to score a ton of runs, enough that the Astros brought in an outfielder to pitch the 9th. the Yankees won 13-4 last night. after the game, i heard the news that the team was calling up Clint Frazier. this was the prospect they got in the Andrew Miller trade last season. i will be VERY interested to see him play.

NJPW was excellent last night. i could definitely see why Kenny Omega vs. Okada II broke the internet a couple weeks ago. i can't wait for the LIVE NJPW event tonight on AXS TV. hopefully it will be amazing and finally give the WWE some competition in this country.

Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious as always last night. sadly, the show is taking July off.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW and ROH.

we had 1.3 inches of rain last night. thankfully, i had enough rum that i managed to get a few hours of sleep.

USA men's national team will play a warm up against Ghana today. that should be a good game to get them ready for the Gold Cup.

some of the NBA contracts last night were incredibly ridiculous. and i couldn't fucking believe Indiana traded Paul George for just 2 players and nothing else. that's someone who is trying to get fired there.

i guess the New York Rangers will have a new backup goalie soon after noon. i suppose Ondrej Pavelec will be able to backup The King. i'm also expecting them to sign a couple forwards and probably an overpriced defenseman today.

that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

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 Phantoms - Watch Me
Mondo Cozmo - Shine
The Black Crowes - Bad Luck Blue Eyes Goodbye (Live)
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away

"Being hot never hurts!" - Debbie Harry

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i'll sleep sometime after i die

i can't stand when i go to bed and know i need to be up at like 6 or something and the first time i see the clock it says 3:10 AM. fuck me. my life is just a series of cat naps anymore i guess. i did get up early enough this morning to get a shower in before i took mom to her doctor's appointment.

i guess the shots worked good enough that she doesn't need surgery on her back right now. she goes back to this doctor in 2 months. in the meantime, she needs to figure out when she's going to get her hip done. good times.

the ending of Monday Night Raw saved the show for me last night. HHH coming out and doing a great long promo on Seth Rollins and then teasing getting ready to fight. that brings out Seth Rollins and then out of nowhere, Samoa Joe beats the shit out of Rollins. i absolutely loved it. that almost makes up for Joe not being in the Royal Rumble.

Gotham was really good last night. i can't wait to see what happens when the show comes back in April.

i watched The Young Pope this afternoon. this latest episode was excellent.

i also watched Becoming Warren Buffett this afternoon. if more rich people were like this man, this world wouldn't be the shit show it is.

Hate Thy Neighbor was very interesting last night. it also showed me why i gave up on religion.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, WWE Smackdown and Taboo. i'll watch 205 Live on WWE Network later tonight.

the Dayton Flyers play tonight at Fordham. this is a game Dayton MUST win.

the New York Rangers start the second half of the NHL season tonight at home against Columbus. this is a game i'd love to see the Rangers win.

i did listen to the latest Jim Norton & Sam Roberts Podcast today. if you need a laugh, check it out.
https://soundcloud.com/jimandsamshow/ep-011-oral-after-marriage-f-murray-abraham

i still have trash to pick up, so that's all for me today kids. i'll be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays.

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 Phantoms - Watch Me
Father John Misty - I'm Writing a Novel
Fiona Apple - Across the Universe

"Alimony is the curse of the writing class." - Norman Mailer

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