i went out this morning to pull weeds and feed the birds. it actually felt pretty good out there for a change. the humidity wasn't stifling. of course, it was also before 8 AM. so, between doing all that and watering the tomato plants, my back was screaming by late morning. while icing it down, i decided to binge the rest of season 2 of We Hunt Together. i think it was pretty good and clearly, they wrote the finale hoping there would be a season 3.
the Yankees lost last night in Boston, 6-5 in 10 innings. hopefully, they will win the series tonight.
i did watch plenty of MLS games yesterday:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Westworld, The Chi and Flatbush Misdemeanors.
i need to go to Kroger to get mom's pills, so that's all for me kids.
i should be on here tomorrow in the early afternoon.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
la procrastinación es una forma simple de maldad
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:
Muscadine Bloodline - Me On You
The Hu - Black Thunder (Extended)
Trombone Shorty - Back In Black (Live)
Robyn - Dancing On My Own
DJ Shadow & Little Dragon - Scale It Back
"Love is a reciprocal torture." - Marcel Proust
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, here is a little slice of my day today at the grocery store. i was standing in line and noticed there was this young family behind me. i'm guessing the parents were in their late 20's and they had 2 little kids with them. the checkout lane next to me opened up and i mentioned it to them, since i could tell, especially on the father's face, he was ready to get the fuck out of there. so, they went in that lane and i stayed in mine. both of them thanked me. i then got up to the cashier in my lane and of course, here comes the fun. there was a shift change and that also meant, the bagger that was working that lane left as well. so, you can imagine the fun i had bagging my groceries as both of my arms were raging from the pinched nerves. the lady behind me had already put her credit card and coupons on the little spot next to the card reader, thinking i was done. i just looked at her with the most evil fucking look i can muster with a fucking mask on. the cashier told the lady i still had to pay. she moved back. i put my card in and the cashier told me thanks. i told her i need the receipt. oh, that's right. she gave me the receipt and the needless coupons that came with it. mind you, the winds today were blowing around 45 MPH all the fucking time. i got my groceries in the Highlander and just mumbled to myself, i'm done with fucking humans. maybe i'll become Howard Hughes after all.
Manchester United won 2-0 yesterday against Brighton. CR7 finally scored again. Bruno added another goal late. our damn internet went out right as the defender from Brighton was getting a red card. the win puts United back into 4th place.
the USA men's hockey team pissed away chance after chance last night and gave up the game tying goal with 44 seconds left against Slovakia. the game had no scoring in OT, so it was decided in a shootout. i'm still wondering why the fuck David Quinn didn't use the best USA players in the shootout. Slovakia won that, 1-0. they won the game 3-2. Slovakia advances to the medal round in easily the biggest win in their Olympic history. all of this reminded me of how Quinn coached the New York Rangers. when it didn't matter, the team was great. as soon as it did matter, he couldn't coach the team out of a wet paper bag. and considering Canada lost to Sweden, the USA pissed away a glorious chance to win a medal. oh well.
the New York Rangers won last night against Boston, 2-1 in a shootout.
NXT was really good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Celebrity Big Brother, I Can See Your Voice and AEW.
the USA women's hockey team takes on Canada tonight for the gold medal. hopefully they will do better than the men's team.
we are under a flood watch at the moment. since it got into the 50's today, i imagine some rain and some melting snow and we will have a nice little shit show here.
i did get some baseball cards today at Rite Aid. it was a $5 box that had just about $10 worth of cards in it. that made me happy.
i should be on here tomorrow after mom's physical therapy session in the afternoon. i'm hoping i will get some poems written while i am there.
i need to go figure out what i'm making for dinner tonight.
that's all for me kids.
until tomorrow...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay socially distant.
get the fucking shot.
Ninguna buena acción queda sin castigo
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
just as i was getting used to staying up late as fuck to watch some sport i only watch every 4 years, the Olympics are done and over with. i did stay up to watch the USA women's basketball team last night. and i watched most of the gold medal women's volleyball game between the USA and Brazil. needless to say, i went to bed around 3 this morning a very happy man. the USA finished with more medals than any other country as well as more gold medals than China.
the Yankees won yesterday over Seattle, 5-4. when they were losing the game 4-1, i certainly didn't see them coming back to win. hopefully, today they will get the sweep.
my cousins came over yesterday. one of them brought me an Aaron Judge bobblehead and a Yankees whiskey glass that she got while in New York last week. they were my gifts for helping their mother out over the last 5 years with the mail and trash. i certainly wasn't expecting that. we had a nice long talk about the Yankees and Mets and New York City in general.
my sister spent the night. i wasn't expecting that either.
ROH was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be The White Lotus, Last Week Tonight, Power Book III: Raising Kanan, Desus & Mero and Big Brother.
well, this is great. just saw that Anthony Rizzo tested positive for COVID. fuck me.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:
i went to the bank and sat in the line for the drive-thru for over 30 fucking minutes. most of the delay was due to one woman sending the tube back and forth four fucking times. i know humanity is mostly fucking stupid, but fuck me. after that fiasco, i had to go to Meijer to try to find some shit my mother wanted. of course, they were out of it. thankfully, i did find the shower spray refill i was looking for and some hand soap refill as well. and since i have been without sports for such a long time, i said fuck it and bought some baseball cards. the first pack i opened had the rookie cards of Bo Bichette and Gavin Lux in them. that should pay for both packs i bought plus some.
NXT was good last night.
AEW was good last night.
The Masked Singer was good last night.
both episodes of What We Do in the Shadows last night were fucking brilliant.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, Will & Grace, Indebted, Better Things, Cake, Desus & Mero, Total Bellas and Shelter in Place w/Shane Smith. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i guess there is a chance for snow tomorrow. my mother told me that and i said i'm not leaving the house tomorrow, for anything. i'm sure she's going to ask me to go get something, probably just to fuck with me.
i do plan on releasing another SoundCloud recording in the morning tomorrow.
i will probably do the second blog in the afternoon sometime.
i hope everyone is well.
stay healthy...
until tomorrow...
las personas estúpidas son las peores
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:
Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue - Hurricane Season (Live)
Slothrust - Double Down (Live)
Foy Vance - I Won't Let You Fall (Live)
Richard Marx - Endless Summer Nights (Live)
"For me, a poem is an opportunity to kind of interrogate myself a little bit." - Tracy K. Smith
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
when the USA got down 2-0 to Finland last night, i was disappointed, but not overly worried. 3 minutes later when the USA had tied the game at 2, i thought for sure they were going to win. sadly, Finland scored with 1:30 left in the game. that was like a punch to the gut. as soon as Finland won the gold, i just changed the channel. i figured that was better than wallowing in misery. on the bright side, if there is one, that's 4 straight years for the USA to get a medal at the World Juniors. the only problem being silver is not a medal you win.
i did watch a good portion of each playoff game last night. neither result really surprised me. the Colts defeated the Texans and the Cowboys beat the Seahawks. the Cowboys will play the Saints if Chicago beats the Eagles today. the Colts will play the Chiefs next week. that means the game today between the Chargers and Ravens will be to see who goes to play New England.
ROH was pretty good last night.
Austin City Limits had Trombone Shorty on last night. it was excellent.
mom wanted pizza last night, for some reason. she decided to order a thin crust pizza from Pizza Hut. i picked it up, along with her chicken wings and breadsticks. the pizza was awful. of course, i lied and said it was fine. later on in the night, i think even mom realized she should have got something else. joy.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Ray Donovan. i figure i'll watch the Golden Globes for most of the evening.
the Dayton Flyers play at home today against Richmond. i'm hoping the boys get their A10 season off on the right foot.
the New York Rangers play this afternoon at the Arizona Coyotes. i should be back home by the time that game starts.
i know i have a trip to the eye doctor tomorrow. i will probably be on here after that is over.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.
no puedes ganarlos todos
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:
Trombone Shorty w/Lenny Kravitz - Something Beautiful
Our Lady Peace - Superman's Dead
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
Metallica - Sad But True (Live)
"Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." - Carl Sandburg
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
the fog has rolled in here at the farm. rolled in to the point where i can't see the road from the house. that should make for some fun driving to the basketball game tonight.
i had an interesting night last night. i was flipping between wrestling and football, getting more agitated as time went on. thankfully, i had some good breaks long before my nails were chewed off of my hands. my deficit of 9 points got quickly erased in the second half when my WR for Denver caught 2 touchdowns. i ended up winning the title in the fantasy league by 10 points. i felt more relief than joy actually. if i would have lost i would have beaten myself up pretty bad. now, my opponent can do that to himself, as he had the points on his bench to win. this is my 6th fantasy football championship. the most astonishing thing is this is my second championship with Tony Romo. at least my stress level can go back to normal now.
as for wrestling, i enjoyed Monday Night Raw more than i did last week. of course, that's not saying much. i truly did enjoy the match between Dolph Ziggler and Luke Harper. that was excellent.
there was a couple of other good matches, though i wish they would have Dean Ambrose and Bray Wyatt wrestle in something other than a special bullshit no DQ match as they have done for the last 2 weeks. that's just lazy booking. oh well.
i totally forgot about The Men in Blazers last night. i'll have to try to catch the show late on Christmas Eve. i can't wait until i get the DVR and never have to worry about this shit again.
i'm looking forward to the basketball game tonight. the Dayton Flyers take on their former coach and Georgia Tech. i'm sure they will be looking to avenge their loss to Dayton last season. i'm really interested to see how the small team of Dayton competes against a much larger team. if Dayton can win this one, i'll feel some confidence about them in the A10 this season. the game is on nationally on the CBS Sports Network.
after that, i imagine we might end up going to Waffle House to eat. of course, the weather may dictate we simply come home. the rain and winds are supposed to start really hitting tonight i think. it's been in the 50's for most of today. certainly what i expect two days before Christmas.
i think i slept on my neck and shoulder wrong last night. they have been stiff all damn day. and of course, my body doesn't respond to heat. so this rain and fog has been doing wonders for it all day. i guess i'll have to let adrenaline do the job.
that's all for me today. i need to start getting ready to leave for the game. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
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:
Deana Carter - Strawberry Wine
Trombone Shorty w/Lenny Kravitz - Something Beautiful
Joe Bonamassa - Santa Claus is Back in Town
Tracy Chapman - Bang Bang Bang
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy (Live)
"Stuff happens when you are a kid; it scars you inside for life." - Corey Haim
i woke up this morning before 7 am. my first thought was why. i can't believe that i'm still not able to sleep in. drinking doesn't work, exhaustion doesn't work, no alarm doesn't work, fuck me.
i decided this would be a morning of music and no television. that also allowed me to get the toilets cleaned, the trash picked up, animals fed, and the paper picked up (after a 1/2 mile walk down and back to get it) all before 11 am. and i wasn't exactly productive because i wanted to be. it was more about being pissed i was awake.
the Yankees got just enough offense yesterday to win 3-1. it was the 250th victory for Andy Pettitte in his career. a nice round number. they will have their work cut out for them today going against King Felix. not sure how much i want to watch a constant path of walking back to the dugout today.
last night's ROH was excellent, at least what i saw of it. i woke up just in time for the main event. and anytime you can watch the American Wolves and the Briscoes wrestle it's going to be worth any time spent on it. and it was.
while watching Chicago eliminate the Kings last night in double overtime i was really happy that i have Patrick Kane on my fantasy team. he seems to be getting hot at the right time.
i was flipping between that and the concert last night for Big Head Todd and the Monsters last night on AXS TV. i can't believe their first album is now 20 years old. shit i feel old. it was a great concert. first time i really watched Trombone Shorty (the opening act) play. i'll definitely have to check out more of his music.
as for today, i see a long nap during NASCAR or the Yankees game or both. then the usual Sunday night shows and a good portion of game 2 of the NBA Finals.
and sometime before the rain comes tonight i need to get some dead limbs cut down and read the damn paper i guess.
may your weekend end in style or at least without any blood on your hands.
music today:
Big Head Todd and The Monsters - Sister Sweetly
Steve Earle - Copperhead Road
Ryan Bingham - Tomorrowland
The Band - Greatest Hits
John Prine - In Person & On Stage
"Me, I'm dishonest, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you have to watch out for." - Johnny Depp
