on these days where my arthritis just rages, i feel like i am fucking useless. ice, stretching, gin.. nothing tends to fucking work. joy.
the finale of Hard Knocks was really good last night.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
on these days where my arthritis just rages, i feel like i am fucking useless. ice, stretching, gin.. nothing tends to fucking work. joy.
the finale of Hard Knocks was really good last night.
since tomorrow is supposed to be rainy, muggy and windy as fuck, i took today as the last day of calm. it was nice to just relax a bit and watch some soccer and unwind. of course, that only lasted for a few hours. mom had a nurse out here this afternoon. thankfully, her birthday gifts did arrive this morning. she loved the lamp and night light i got her. and we finally have some tomatoes showing up on the back porch. of course, with hail in the forecast tomorrow, i'm going to have to figure out where we can move the plants to save them. good times.
here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:
so, as i was walking out to get the paper and feed the birds this morning, my cell phone was ringing. 9 times out of 10 it's a fucking spam call, so i paid no attention to it. i checked my phone when i got back in and it was the doctor's office calling to tell me they needed to reschedule my appointment due to a family emergency. so now my appointment is Monday morning at 11:30. considering i'm not a morning person, that should be fucking fun.
so, i spent most of today moving shit around the house for mom before my sister arrives. when she gets here, we're going to see if mom's television would actually work in my room. i haven't had a working tv in my room for a couple years now. but, since all the DIRECTV shit comes out of my room, i have kept everything plugged into the television. so, that should be fun. i wouldn't mind if it does work as that will save me around $500 or so.
the Yankees won again last night over the Twins, 9-6. they will go for the sweep tonight.
as of about 10 minutes ago, we have had 2.2 inches of rain from yesterday morning. i guess i don't need to water the plants outside now.
the Yankees won last night over Tampa, 4-3. they can win the series with a victory this afternoon.
so, Manchester United lost yesterday in the Europa League final to Villarreal 1-1 (11-10) in one of the crazier penalty shootouts i have ever seen. given some time to think about shit, i might be even more upset today than i was in the moment yesterday. i saw in the papers from Manchester this morning that on 3 different occasions, David de Gea went with his gut instead of what he was told to do while trying to make saves. if one of those times is a save, then United wins the damn thing and it never comes down to the goalies taking shots. and honestly, he's been at the club for a decade now, it is time to move on.
so, when i saw the Yankees score last night, i think it was around the 5th inning, i noticed that Texas hadn't got a hit yet. i told mom that we might be turning over to the game soon. she asked why and i told her Corey Kluber was tossing a no-no. i watched the last 9 outs of the game. i was so fucking thrilled when he got that final out. that was the Yankees first no hitter this century. the last one they had was when David Cone threw a perfect game back in 1999. now, the last 3 times the Yankees have thrown a no hitter or perfect game in a season, they went on to win the World Series that year. i wouldn't mind if that happened again. the Yankees won last night, 2-0. they go for the series win this afternoon.
when i used to live on the farm, i would always try to do something outdoors on earth day. now that i live or better yet, am trapped in suburbia, today has been laundry day. good times.
your poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is John Grey. i believe John and i have been published in the same places for over 20 years now.
https://www.splitlipmagazine.com/2-john-grey
https://peacockjournal.com/john-grey-three-poems/
https://thefuriousgazelle.com/2020/01/25/poetry-by-john-grey-2/
https://ohioedit.com/2017/02/02/three-poems-by-john-grey/
http://www.thegriefdiaries.org/poetry-by-john-grey
https://ndquarterly.org/2020/10/01/new-poetry-from-john-grey-in-the-hour-before-sunset/
https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2020/05/21/john-grey-11/
AEW was very good last night.
when the famous people close to my own age start dying, it really starts to hit home. DMX was only 5 years older than i am. damn.
https://people.com/music/dmx-dead-age-50-after-suffering-heart-attack/?amp=true
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is Mike Zone. i have been published with Mike for years and am now getting published by him. just one of the great dudes around in the poetry world.
https://outlawpoetry.com/2018/four-poems-by-mike-zone/
https://punknoirmagazine.com/2020/05/13/three-poems-from-mike-zone/
https://literaryyard.com/2020/04/15/everything-is-fucked-and-other-poems-by-mike-zone/
https://dumpsterfirepress.com/
https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2020/01/23/mike-zone-3/
the New York Rangers lost last night to Pittsburgh, 5-2. they play at the Islanders tonight.
i had no clue what was going on in Washington, D.C. my mother asked me about it as soon as i walked in the door. i guess i know what she was doing all afternoon. i'm not going to be shocked when i hear something in the next few hours about mental illness. whenever this country decides to take it fucking seriously for the first time ever, maybe these random acts of crazy fucking violence will decrease over time.
your poet of the day for National Poetry Month is Ebony Stewart. she is my favorite female poet of all-time. i highly recommend everything she has ever done or will do with her poetry.
i'm going to try highlight one poet a day for every day this month. this will make no rhyme or reason, just basically who the fuck i like or who i can find links and videos for. and no, i won't highlight myself, even though i probably should.
as for today, the poet of the day will be John Sweet. as many of you know, John is my favorite living poet on this planet and has been for quite some time. if you have never read his work, do yourself a favor and buy a damn book and enjoy...
https://connotationpress.com/poetry/3245-john-sweet-poetry
https://oddballmagazine.com/poem-by-john-sweet-2/
https://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/poems/poems-by-john-sweet
https://www.amazon.com/Human-Cathedrals-John-Sweet/dp/0972332901
https://penmenreview.com/spotlight/snhu-talks-poetry-with-john-sweet/
so, i had to take mom to a doctor's appointment this afternoon. her blood pressure is still high, so they are putting her on two new medications. oh joy. i will have to get those tomorrow, whenever they are ready. i'll be going to the bank tomorrow as well.
AEW was fucking great last night. i enjoyed the whole damn show.