it almost started to melt today...

i nearly got 4 hours of sleep in a row last night. i was sort of shocked to say the least. maybe it is all due to the impending visit to the doctor. i don't know, but i did feel somewhat refreshed this morning.

American Horror Story was excellent last night. i always love a season finale where i don't see the ending coming. i loved this season. might even have to get it on DVD sometime.

i might have watched a few minutes of Duck Dynasty last night. from what i saw, it was much better than the previous weeks.

the Dayton Flyers lost on a last second three last night, 60-57. this season has slowly turned into a nightmare. they overcame a 15 pt second half deficit to lose to a 3 from the exact same spot that USC beat them from earlier in the year. of course, if they wouldn't have started the second half with their heads up their asses, they would have won. Dayton was up by 5 at halftime. thank god i didn't go. i would have cut my arm off by now.

thankfully, the New York Rangers beat the fucking Islanders last night, 2-1 in Yankee Stadium. the Rangers are now 3-0 in outdoor games. not too shabby. they play again on Friday night. hopefully i will get to watch it. i have to say, the games at Yankee Stadium were a complete success.

the highlight from last night was this bit of nostalgia on Jimmy Fallon:

tonight, i'm looking forward to a new episode of The Big Bang Theory. looks like my inner geek will enjoy this one. also, i think there is a Saturday Night Live sports special as well. between that and trying to forget my arm really fucking hurts, my night is set.

my doctor's appointment is at 10 am tomorrow morning. i'm planning on being a good boy and waking up early and feeding the cats before i go to the doctor. i'm assuming i will be having tests in the afternoon or so, so i will get back on here whenever i get the chance tomorrow. hopefully full of drugs and good news.

hope everyone is well. and warm. and sick of fucking winter.

music:

Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes
Tori Amos - To Venus and Back

"I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears." - Edith Piaf

i almost forgot what winning felt like...

as i watched the Rangers get down 3-1 today at Yankee Stadium, i started to think about the horrible string my teams happen to be on at the moment. and then, the worm turned my friends. the Rangers scored 6 straight goals to whip the fucking Devils 7-3. that victory beer tasted so damn good.

my mother made it up to Columbus without any problems. of course, i wasn't thrilled when she told me she nearly fell down at the hotel because they didn't bother to clean off their parking lot.

thankfully, the winds stopped long enough for the lane to get plowed and for my mother to get out. i flirted with the idea of taking the trash down. but then the winds started back up and that notion quickly left my brain.

i got my laundry done today as i was trying to find something other than worrying about my mother driving to occupy my mind. i imagine i'll put those clothes away here in a little bit.

i do plan on watching The Grammy's tonight, which means, if i have mapped this out correctly on the television, i will be up until 3:30 in the morning catching up on the Sunday night shows. and i need to do the dishes sometime during that time frame as well. good times.

the bottom is going to drop out here again with the temperatures. i believe we will be in the -15 area in the next couple of days. i'm not exactly thrilled to say the least.

i did get some decent sleep last night, but i'm pretty sure that's because of the 1/2 bottle of wine i drank last night.

i am interested in what happens at the Royal Rumble tonight, but i'm not going to pay for it. i will follow it online as i'm watching The Grammy's.

that's all for me. i've got clothes to put away, a quick shower to take, figure out how i'm going to calm down my arm and then a long night of television ahead of me.

hope everyone is well and warm.

later.

music:

Butch Walker and the Black Widows - The Spade

"Procrastination is one of the most common and deadliest of diseases and its toll on success and happiness is heavy." - Wayne Gretzky

something wicked blowing in the wind

my, my, how quickly my day turns. i actually got some decent sleep last night. was actually able to lay in a bed and stretch out and decompress my body for the first time in days. i felt really good when i woke up this morning. and then i looked outside.

we probably only got 2 to 3 inches of snow but the wind has been blowing all day long. anywhere from 10 to 50 m.p.h. we have drifts around the house that are near 10 inches high. needless to say, we're going to have to be plowed out before anyone can even attempt to leave the farm. and my mother has to be in Columbus tomorrow. so, life will be interesting for the next 24 hours or so.

i was able to shovel a path to get to the cats to feed them. none of them looked really thrilled, and neither did i.. the birds did appreciate that i threw some more birdseed on the ground for them.

we're supposed to get another 2 to 4 inches tomorrow. there is no fucking way i'm putting the trash out as the wind is supposed to keep howling like this until Monday.

i did watch a portion of the New York Rangers practice at Yankee Stadium today. should be an interesting outdoor game against the Devils tomorrow. i do plan on watching a bit of the game tonight from Dodger Stadium. that should be quite the mind fuck.

sadly, i did watch most of the Dayton Flyers being humbled yet again by a really shitty Rhode Island team, 88-76. maybe one day this team will learn that if you don't play defense you can't win. and hopefully it is sometime before i die.

my arm has been in excruciating pain most of the day. there is finally some discoloring on it, which my mother believes may be an indication of a badly pulled muscle. my fear is that i have pulled it off the bone. i'm really fucking hoping to be wrong on this one. looks like i'll know for sure sometime next week. mom has to go get her wrist looked at so i think we're just going to make it a double visit. good times.

i did happen to catch ROH this afternoon so i won't have a need to watch it tonight after Saturday Night Live. although, the match between Bobby Fish and Jay Briscoe was good enough to watch again and again. i'm really hoping SNL is really good tonight and i'm able to get some decent sleep afterwards.

as for now, i'm going to get the scissors and do something more drastic to my hair. and if that doesn't work, i'll just be shaving it all off. yes, i don't handle losing well. especially not when i am struggling to handle some intense pain.

that's all for me. not exactly sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i'm hoping for before the Rangers game. if not, it will definitely be before The Grammy's are on. and if i somehow miss that deadline, it won't be until 4 or 5 in the morning after i've caught all the Sunday night shows i missed while watching The Grammy's.

like anyone is waiting on pins and needles for my next blog post.

hope everyone is warm. if not, drink more whiskey.

music:

Jamey Johnson - Living for a Song: A Tribute to Hank Cochran

"You cannot find peace by avoiding life." - Virginia Woolf

at least i did have one good thing happen today:

frustration

so i flipped over to the Yankees game yesterday and saw that Kuroda was dealing (perfect through 6 innings). then i flip back to see Cano fuck up a double play which gave the Tigers their first run. i had the bad fortune of flipping back the next time to see a blown call at second base. and given that i have watched baseball my entire life, i know how the baseball gods work when an umpire fucks up the third out of an inning. sure enough, the Tigers score 2 more runs and eventually win 3-0. given that the offense is more or less dead, i'm not sure if he would have got the call right it would have meant much. but a little note to baseball, given the technology of today when everyone with any kind of device could see within 30 seconds that the call was wrong, wake the fuck up. if you wonder why the sport is becoming obsolete... god forbid you actually have a playoff game where the calls are correct. who the fuck would want that.

and another note, this one to Nick Swisher, who is hurt that Yankee fans are booing him. newsflash, you fucking suck in the playoffs. you've had 4 years of good to great regular seasons and 4 playoff years of complete fucking ineptitude. if you don't want to play in a place where the second season means everything, enjoy collecting a check in some other town next year.

if the getting out of Yankee Stadium excuse doesn't work for the offense, i'm hoping they just lose the next 2 games and get this fucking tease of a season over with. that way i can decide which minor league hockey team i'm going to follow (thank you NHL, you dumb asses) or god forbid, have to watch the NBA season from start to finish.

as for football, had my worst week of picking games in a long, long time. under 50% is absolutely shitty. i am winning my 3 fantasy football games, but i can sill lose 2 of them. that leaves me with no choice but to pay attention to the game tonight. great, 4 hours of Gruden blowing Peyton Manning. lovely.

now, it's to the outdoors to assess wind damage from yesterday. welcome to a farm with buildings from the 1800's on it.

music today:

Brooke Annibale - Silence Worth Breaking
Allison Ann - The Introduction of Allison Ann
Ivan & Alyosha - The Cabin Sessions

"A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything." - Friedrich Nietzsche

sports nuggets

watched the Yankees try their hardest to blow a 7 run lead but somehow they eventually won 12-8. at least my constant bitching turned into a win. this team drives me fucking nuts.

watched Manchester United lose to Barcelona on penalty kicks. the boys defended well, but they can't score to save their lives. how the fuck do you miss 3 penalty kicks? i never thought i'd utter these words, but fuck, go get Robin Van Persie.

hopefully team USA in men's basketball continues to understand, great defense makes offense so much easier. fitting that LeBron would get the first triple double in Olympic history.

watched a little of the soccer action from Yankee Stadium. AC Milan and Real Madrid. makes me wish CR7 was still playing for Manchester United. maybe one day. please.

the Yankees have a day game on Thursday, so i'll be watching that but most of my time will be spent watching women's soccer. hopefully the USA women can get a little revenge on Japan.

"The trouble with jogging is that the ice falls out of your glass." - Martin Mull

a little story about life on the farm, etc.

so, last night i go to check to see if the back door is locked. i happen to look out the window and see a black cow about 4 feet from the door eating on some weeds. i go to get my mother and tell her "You've gotta fucking see this." She looks out the window and sees nothing, i'm thinking great, i'm having an acid flashback. i hit the outside flood lights and she says "Oh shit!" and flings open the back door. 2 cows and a steer. i go get a flashlight and get all the outside lights on. a phone call and some careful walking in the dark by smell and as far as i know, the cows were back on the farm next door. drenched in sweat, i went upstairs to find a fan and flip between Ring of Honor and Cinemax.

there's a little slice of life in the sticks.

hard to think it's already July 1. but, today is christmas for sports junkies.

NHL and NBA free agency starts.
Old Timer's Day at Yankee Stadium.
EURO 2012 final (My heart says Spain, my gut says Italy, i really just want to be entertained.)

i see a nice long day with the a/c and my chair watching some tv. racing to the computer to confirm some rumors and then a rest period on the shitter. hopefully i won't end up bored out of my mind. hype is such a double edged sword at times.

music this morning:

Matthew Sweet - Time Capsule-The Best of

"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." - Jack London