slowly losing my hatred for people

the more i get around people, the more i am able to stomach the situation. not that i am more accepting of ignorance or racism, i find myself less likely to simply write those dumb fucks off after a few seconds like before. now, i usually give them a minute or so. progress.

after following mom to return her rental car, we went to Applebee's for lunch. i haven't been to this restaurant in years. the menu was an obvious sign that it had been even longer than i thought. i wanted to get something that wouldn't blow up my stomach, so what better than pretzels, cheese, bacon, ham, turkey, bread and lemonade. i figure i'm doing my best to make sure i'm dead sometime in my 40's. i watched some of the USA soccer game while i was there, but they weren't playing well, so i didn't mind leaving when we did. more on that later.

we went to Menards after lunch. we found stuff for the birds and hopefully some pots that will work for the wildflowers i want to plant. sadly, i think we brought the wind from the farm out here with us. we also got a bird feeder for my uncle. of course, mom made me go over and give it to him while he was sitting out with the neighbors on the other side of his house. meeting new people is not a fun task for me. i did bite my tongue when i noticed the wife of Carl had two black eyes. i was proud of myself not making the obvious domestic violence joke right then and there. as i told my mother when i got home, i deserve sainthood after 25 minutes of listening to my aunt complain about her bad hips. mom, who hit her head while we were at the store, wasn't in the mood. that's always fun.

so after putting out the new flag, the new solar lights, a new hummingbird feeder and putting away the new birdseed, i decided to get online and check some scores. HOLY SHIT. how the fuck did the USA come back and win that game?

more on that after this music break:

when i saw the USA beat the Netherlands 4-3, i thought it was a joke. they were losing 3-1 when i left the restaurant. when i saw the goals that won it, i was really happy. that's the first win EVER over the Dutch. and it is only the 3rd time in 45 years that the team has come back to win after being down by 2 or more goals. talk about an unexpected victory beer. enjoy some goals:

i laughed when i saw that Bobby Wood scored the winner. when i was leaving the restaurant, i was telling mom that he has all the talent in the world but has no fucking clue how to put it together on the national stage. one of the few times where i enjoy being wrong. of course, i truly hope this wasn't simply a case of the sun shining on a dog's ass.

the New York Yankees broke out the long ball once again and entered the 9th inning last night leading 8-1. what happened next had me angrier than shit. the Angels batted around and had the game tying run at 3rd base when the Yankees finally got the last out. a 8-7 win that felt like a damn loss. that was a very angry victory beer.

that anger took a little while to leave me last night. thankfully, i had shit to watch on TV. NJPW was excellent last night. 2 very good tag team matches. i then watched VICE. easily, one of the best news shows around. i highly recommend that EVERYONE watches it.

today is going to be a busy one. i believe mom and i are going to the grocery store this morning. that should be fun. i say that with clenched fists. i'm hoping we're back home before the Champions League final between Juventus and Barcelona. as much as i would love to see Juventus win because of Patrice Evra, i can't imagine Messi not winning another title. after that, it will be time for the Belmont Stakes. i'm really hoping to see a Triple Crown winner this year. it's been too damn long since the last one (1978). i don't know if i'll watch Game 2 of the Stanley Cup Final after that or the Yankees play. late tonight it will be ROH and god knows what else is on as i'm trying to get to sleep.

if i manage to sneak in a nap sometime today, i fully expect to get some writing done late tonight.

whatever happens i'll be back on here tomorrow morning.

i hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday. hopefully the weather is good wherever you are. if you are watching the Champions League Final, enjoy the game. if you aren't watching the game, please understand that the rest of the ENTIRE world is, so enjoy your loneliness.

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:

Drivin' N' Cryin' - Straight to Hell
Pulp - Common People (Full Length Version)
Will Hoge - When I Get My Wings
Matthew Sweet - Divine Intervention (Acoustic & Live)
Jason Isbell - 24 Frames

"Writing is my salvation. If I didn't write, what would I do?" - Maxine Kumin

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

you ever wake up and hear every bone in your body crack at the same time?

welcome to my life at 6:30 this morning. as my mother says all the time, this getting old shit is hard. i've noticed here lately that the arthritis in my hands is getting worse. that's lovely news for someone who tries to type for a living. i can still remember my grandmother's hands, fingers always curled from arthritis. not fun.

i didn't do much of anything last night. mom got home and i made a pizza for dinner. we both watched a little television and then it was time to go to bed. i think i may have slept a little better than her. once i finally get to bed, i'm usually out for at least 4 to 5 hours.

i did watch this on Smackdown last night:

and here is some of the funny shit i slept through last night:

i could watch Elizabeth Banks do just about anything.

i did catch some of the basketball game last night. as soon as i saw Kyrie get injured, i knew LeBron would have to become a god to even have a chance in this series. that was Cleveland's best chance to win a game out there i believe. Golden State didn't even play good until OT. i think that is clearly the difference between the East and West. i'm not saying Cleveland is dead, but they may want to get a split in the first two games if they want a chance.

a quick music break:

i have to follow mom when she returns her rental car today. i believe we are then headed to Menards to get some stuff for some flowers and the birds. i got some wildflower seeds for bees that i want to plant out here. i figure the best way to do that is in some pots for the back porch. of course, it's also supposed to rain today, so who knows if either one of us is up to going out after we return the car.

team USA plays the Netherlands today in a soccer friendly. i don't know if i'm going to watch the game or not. i suppose if i'm here, i will take a look. i'm hoping the boys play well. i'm not expecting wins, i just would like to see a more consistent effort over 90 minutes.

tonight the New York Yankees start a home series against the Angels. hopefully they can extend this little winning streak they are on.

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW. it looks like it should be another good episode.

i will be on here tomorrow in the morning probably. tomorrow will be a busy one. the Champions League final (that i know a certain guy in Sweden will be gung ho for), a possible Triple Crown in horse racing, game 2 of the Stanley Cup final, plus the weather is supposed to be really good here for a few hours. so i better get on here in the morning when i won't be distracted by other shit.

on the Dan Patrick Show this morning, they were talking about cover songs. so, in the music section, you'll find my 5 favorite LIVE cover songs.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. have some cool drinks, lustfully enjoy someone other than yourself, read a great book from a poet in Ohio, listen to music you have never heard before and go paint the world the color you want it to be. or, just stay in, get high, and be a fucking genius.

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:

Trampled By Turtles - Where Is My Mind? (Live)
Aimee Mann - The Scientist (Live)
Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)
Brandi Carlile - Creep (Live)
My Morning Jacket - Suspicious Minds (Live)

"As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die." - Federico Garcia Lorca

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

one step closer to being a hobo

well, i guess we did pretty good at the auction yesterday. mom called me and said we made around $5,000. i thought that was pretty good for all the junk that was there. i have no clue how much my truck went for. hopefully it's enough for me to make a nice big deposit at the bank soon.

my trip into humanity yesterday was sadly uneventful. i did get a good laugh at the grocery store. this woman bought 3 pies. no big deal. i then saw her in the parking lot getting into a catering van. either she's a shitty baker or she's fooling clients and charging them double. i'm sure there's a poem there somewhere.

speaking of that, i heard back from Stephanie at Eye to the Telescope. she enjoyed reading my work, but... and that's usually where i just stop reading. nothing good ever comes after but. needless to say, i have 5 poems back on the unpublished file. i was really hoping for this one as this place actually pays. what a concept.

a quick music break before we get to a ton of pro wrestling:

NXT was pretty damn good, as usual. the main event was easily the best part of the show:

ROH was the same episode from the weekend. if that is how the Wednesday show is going to be, at least i know i don't have to sweat it if i happen to miss the show on the weekend now.

TNA was pretty good. i haven't really watched much for the last few years, but at least last night was worth my time. i haven't always been able to say that:

Lucha Underground won the night for me. 3 very entertaining matches that really made the hour fly by. enjoy some highlights:

another music break to clean your pallet:

i got some good FREE music on NoiseTrade today. i'll provide some links below in the music section. check them out.

i greatly enjoyed the Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today with Stone Cold Steve Austin. if you were a fan of the Attitude era, it's a very good listen.

check it out on notsam.com, iTunes, Stitcher, or the right hand side of this blog.

Value City Furniture came and got the chair mom didn't want today. the guy picking it up looked a little stunned when i told him he was the one that forgot to load it on the truck in the first place. i tell ya, this full beard scares the shit out of some people.

mom will be home later tonight. hopefully she has a good drive home from Columbus.

i did happen to watch Brew Dogs last night. the season finale was excellent. i have always wanted to go to Cabo and never come back. god damn fair skin.

the Yankees got some great pitching from Tanaka yesterday, making his first start since April. they broke out the long ball and won 3-1. i'm sure the sweep made the flight back to New York a better one. they are off tonight and start a series at home with the Angels tomorrow.

i got some Coke at the store yesterday and had some rum and cokes instead of my victory beers. i figured i need to switch it up every now and then.

on the DVR tonight will be The Comedians. i will probably watch some of the NBA Finals that start tonight. most likely, i will stick to my ritual of only watching the last 5 minutes of the game.

a little comedy before i bid you adieu:

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:

Good Old War - Good Old Sampler
The Filthy Souls - The Filthy Souls
Heather Maloney - Heather Maloney Sampler
Jimi Hendrix - Red House
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester

"I've always had this impulse to be destructive." - Russell Brand

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

where does the time go

i fell asleep last night flipping through the channels. i woke up a few hours later and the Yankees were still playing. mom told me this morning i was more or less unresponsive. i figure one day she hopes that includes and not breathing.

the New York Yankees last night finally won a series, winning 5-3 in 11 innings. Garrett Jones hit a HUGE 3 run homer in the 11th to help give them the win. hopefully they can get the sweep this afternoon.

Deadliest Catch was very good last night.

i helped mom load up her rental car this morning and saw her off to Columbus. she's coming back tomorrow evening, so there won't be much time for any debauchery. i do need to go to the bank, post office and grocery store. so, i suppose today i'll be playing the role of adult.

here's some late night funnies i slept through:

i have no plans to go to the farm auction today. i'm hoping the truck sells for something decent. (honestly, anything over $20 and i'll be thrilled) hopefully, the weather will get better this afternoon. it's been pretty fucking dreary so far today.

tonight will be a night full of pro wrestling. on the WWE Network will be NXT. on my DVR will be Lucha Underground, ROH and TNA. i'm really happy that ROH will be on network television. of course, TNA hasn't done well on Destination America. i'll get a good laugh if ROH does better.

also, a little thing called the Stanley Cup Final starts tonight. in most years, i'd watch. the Rangers loss is still a bit too painful. i'll probably catch some highlights. i do hope Chicago wins.

i'll also have on the DVR tonight the season finale of Brew Dogs. i love just about any show about alcohol.

i also really need to get my laundry done today. i'm staring at a mountain of dirty clothes right now. now, which ones do i put on to go out?

that's all for me today. hopefully i will get some poems out of my adventure in public today. if i do, i'll have something to talk about tomorrow.

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:

Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen
The Dollyrots - Come Out and Play
Pantera - I'm Broken
The Crystal Method - Busy Child
U2 - All I Want Is You

"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." - Allen Ginsberg

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

surrounded by death

i woke up to the news this morning that the woman i have sat next to for the last decade or so at the Dayton basketball games died last week. she was in the Hall of Fame at the school. she also took care of me when i broke my foot in 7th grade playing basketball. needless to say, i've known her for a long damn time. you will be missed PJ. rest in peace.

mom wanted to go over to the farm for a final time today. she wanted to see what was set out for the auction tomorrow. i think both of us just wanted to get a final look at it. i did bring my camera.

i actually did see a cat while i was there. the cat Batman has survived. it's not a friendly cat, so i didn't bother to try to track it down. but, it did find the food i put out yesterday. hopefully that helps it survive a little longer. i know damn well that after June 11th, not much of anything will have a chance to survive on that farm.

time for a quick music break:

the New York Yankees whipped one of the best pitchers in baseball last night 7-2. Tex had the big hit with a grand slam. hopefully they can keep it going tonight up in Seattle.

Monday Night Raw was barely average last night. other than the interchange between Kevin Owens and John Cena, the rest of the show didn't do much for me.

i did like the podcast afterwards with Stone Cold Steve Austin and Paul Heyman:

on the DVR tonight will be Deadliest Catch.

here's some late night funnies for you:

so we got a new receiver from Directv today. i went to hook it up and of course, i was having problems. so mom called the help line. we got this woman who obviously was more interested in having a conversation with the other ladies in the room than helping us. if she would have told me the trick to do when the remote is acting up at the beginning, this 50 minute call would have been around 15. eventually, everything started to work correctly again. needless to say, i believe we'll be going the online route for help from now on. fuck me running.

mom leaves for Columbus tomorrow for a nursing conference. i'll be home alone. i'm hoping it won't be raining so i won't be completely fucking miserable. i'll probably spend most of the day doing my laundry. i'm way behind in that.

that's all for me today. i've got trash to pick up and a bad back that is calling for some ice.

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:

Death from Above 1979 - Virgins
Villagers - The Soul Serene
The Holydrug Couple - Baby, I'm Going Away
Matt Skiba and the Sekrets - She Wolf
Bon Iver - Skinny Love

"I think it's important to encourage gluttony in all its formats." - Lydia Lunch

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

highlights of a dreary day

well, it looks like the farm sale is going to get done about 5 days earlier than we thought it would. of course, mom now has to juggle her schedule big time. but, i think both of us will be beyond fucking relieved when all of this is over. hopefully the next auction in 2 days brings a little more money in. that also means in 2 days i will be without a vehicle. good times. of course, if i get more money than i thought for the truck, i will be thrilled.

the Yankees pissed away a strong start from Adam Warren yesterday and the bats were very silent as they lost to Oakland 3-0. it won't get easier tonight in Seattle when they face one of the best pitchers in baseball, King Felix. joy.

the Elimination Chamber ppv last night on the WWE Network was good. the match between John Cena and Kevin Owens will probably be the match of the year. needless to say, i felt like a kid again when Owens beat Cena clean. i give credit to Cena for allowing himself to lose that way. and i do hope everyone that didn't know Kevin Owens before knows just how damn good of a wrestler he really is. sadly, they put that match on in the middle of the show and it was so damn good it killed the next 2 matches easily. the main event between Ambrose and Rollins had way too much of a Dusty Rhodes finish to it. (only die hard wrestling fans will understand that last sentence). i am looking forward to seeing what happens tonight on Monday Night Raw. Cena and Owens will face each other again in 2 weeks. i highly doubt Owens will get to win that one. of course, i'd love to be wrong and see Cena passing the torch to Kevin one day. here's what Kevin said after the match last night:

the Sunday night shows were excellent. Nurse Jackie was pretty fucking deep out of nowhere last night. cancer has a way of doing that. Happyish was great. Silicon Valley was fucking hilarious. Veep was great as usual. i caught up with Penny Dreadful this afternoon. another amazing episode. this one was full of poetry, so i really liked it. and finally, Last Week Tonight once again hit one out of the park:

i got some music on NoiseTrade today. i HIGHLY recommend you check out the link to the EP from The Temperance Movement. it is fucking great. links will be below in the music section.

i think it has been drizzling all day long. sadly, i'm getting used to the nagging pain.

that's pretty much all for me. i've got some magazines to catch up on and dinner to think about. i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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:

Son of Dov - Gold Dust
Allen Stone - The Sleep Sampler
The Temperance Movement - Live EP
Grouplove - Let Me In
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World

"If you can make a girl laugh, you can make her do anything." - Marilyn Monroe

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

one of my last visits to the farm

got up this morning and felt like hell. it was raining on and off all night. my right ankle felt like it was broken in about 50 places. but, the past few weeks have really sharpened my pain tolerance. i'm not exactly sure how i'm walking, but i am. after mom and i went to McDonald's for breakfast (probably not the best choice) we went to the farm. i spent almost 18 years out there, trying to build a habitat good for animals, plants, insects, humans, etc. while driving up the lane, the fuckers that bought the farm in the auction (but technically don't own it yet) have taken it upon themselves to make the farm look the way they want it to. all the fencing is gone. all the cats are gone. the trees that were my cousin's father's trees from California are gone. there's these huge piles of wood and trash all over the place. i told mom it's a damn good thing i took the gasoline a few weeks ago or there would already be a few bonfires going on the farm. i put air in the tires of my truck. i'm hoping it goes for something north of $50 in the upcoming auction. we had to break down a few shelving units that we want to use in the garage of the new house. after a few hours, it was more or less time to go. if i don't have to be at the upcoming auction (mom will be out of town), today is probably the last day i will be at the farm. it was sad to see all those damn trees knocked down. the pastures were mowed, which is the first time they were touched in a decade. i kept them high so animals could hunt in them or hide in them while being hunted. i have no clue what the new owners are going to do with the place. i'm pretty sure i won't like it regardless. most of this afternoon i've been thinking of what happened to the cats. my gut tells me they are dead. and not like they were out and about and got caught my another animal dead. like they were caught and killed and dumped somewhere. if i had any guilt in my body, this would be where it would be killing me. but i don't. part of the asshole gene i suppose. just a few more weeks and all of this will be over.

i did watch most of the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame inductions last night. it was cool to see Joan Jett play. hard to believe Green Day has been around that long. plus, i loved the induction of Stevie Ray Vaughn. between him and Lou Reed, the tears of nostalgia were flowing last night.

the Stanley Cup Final is set. Chicago vs. Tampa Bay. sadly, my dream final has always been Chicago vs. New York Rangers. what could have been.

ROH last night was so damn good i watched it again this afternoon. the buildup between Jay Lethal and Jay Briscoe has been excellent. i can't wait to see that match.

the weather has cooled down a bit today. of course, it took a day or two of rain to have that happen.

time for a music break:

the New York Yankees got some great relief pitching last night and a few clutch hits to win 5-3. they go for the split this afternoon.

after the game, i'll probably go right to watching the WWE Network. i am really looking forward to the Elimination Chamber matches tonight. hopefully, Kevin Owens will destroy John Cena. plus, the two chamber matches for the titles tonight should be amazing. hopefully i'll have plenty of videos to share tomorrow.

so on the DVR tonight will be Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Penny Dreadful, Silicon Valley, Veep and Last Week Tonight. i figure i'll watch a few after the wrestling and then catch up with the rest either Monday morning or afternoon.

while going through some shit last night, mom came across a thank you note sent to both of us back in 1981. it came from one of the hostages that was in the Iran hostage crisis back in 1979/1980. as you might imagine, i wasn't the normal 4 or 5 year old. being able to read at 2, i was fully aware of current events by the age of 4. hell, by 8 i was reading at a college level. not sure where i'm going to keep this letter, but it will find a place somewhere in this house.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone is having a great weekend. hopefully the sun is out where you are.

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:

Hank Williams III - Whiskey, Weed, & Women
Jeremy Pinnell - The Way Country Sounds
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Benjamin Booker - Wicked Waters
John Prine - Jesus the Missing Years

"I exist as I am, that is enough." - Walt Whitman

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

hello depression, my name is...

i think the only thing i hate on earth more than losing is ignorance. and when you follow a sports team from training camp and then getting so damn close to a championship, only to come up short, AGAIN, it stings a little more with each fucking year.

the New York Rangers did the exact same damn thing they did in Game 5 last night in Game 7. i bitch and bitch about the KISS theory all the time. for those who don't know about the KISS theory, it is this: Keep It Simple Stupid. the amazing thing, it fucking works. so, once again, the New York Rangers decided to try to put on a show instead of just playing meat and potatoes hockey last night. Tampa decided to go with the KISS theory once again and sure enough, they won 2-0, just like Game 5. The King played good enough to win last night but no one on offense did a fucking thing. and then i found out after the game that the Rangers captain has been playing with a broken foot since Game 4. lovely. that's the first Game 7 the Rangers have EVER lost at home. it's the first time The King has given up 2 goals in a Game 7 since his first one. also, Tampa becomes the first team ever to defeat 3 original six teams to advance to the Stanley Cup Final. for the 3 ex-Rangers on Tampa, i wish them well. but i'll hope that whatever team comes out of the west wins it all. and i don't see myself watching much hockey the rest of the season. last night was one of those defeats that crushes a bit of your soul.

the Yankees lost last night 6-2. i didn't watch any of the game. they play again tonight. i doubt i watch that game either.

after the hockey game ended, i watched the Louis C.K. comedy special from the other night. that was fucking excellent. after that, i watched the latest episode of NJPW. that was awesome as usual.

i put on about 5 hours of sad as fuck music last night to go to sleep to. i think i might have got around 4 hours or so.

i thought mom wanted to go to the farm today but she changed her mind, mostly because of the weather, and now we are going tomorrow morning. at least we did find the titles for everything we hope that is going to sell at the auction on June 3rd.

i put together the chair last night. the directions were sort of ripped in half, so that made it a little more difficult than it should have been. plus, they were more or less vague as hell. so, once i got it done and mom didn't like it, i wasn't happy and neither was she. she ended up calling Value City and told them they can pick it up next week and take it off of her credit card. so, now i don't know what we're going to do for the chair at the desk in the kitchen. i suppose we have another folding one somewhere around here for now. it amazes me at how a company is ok with having shitty customer service. last time mom will be shopping there.

a quick comedy break as i'm trying to force myself to laugh:

that didn't work, back to the music:

i watched the FA Cup final today. that was a fucking waste of time. sadly, Arsenal broke Manchester United's record for most FA Cup titles. that really put a cherry on my shit sundae.

instead of watching hockey tonight i'll probably watch the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame inductions on HBO. also on the DVR tonight will be the latest episode of ROH.

i got my second package from amazon.com today. i finally got the last two Guided By Voices cds. if they are the last ones they ever do together, Cool Planet was definitely a good one to leave on. i really enjoyed it. might be their best in my mind for the last 10 years or so.

that's pretty much all for me. i've got to go vacuum the house and then watch the skies. the way my bones are starting to feel, i think there may be some rain on the way. good times.

hope everyone is having a better weekend than i am. if not, this is why they have all those bottles of alcohol available for purchase.

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:

Tom Waits - Invitation to The Blues
Johnny Paycheck - Old Violin
Concrete Blonde - Tomorrow, Wendy
Mary Gauthier - Snakebit
You+Me - No Ordinary Love
Guided By Voices - Motivational Jumpsuit
Guided By Voices - Cool Planet

"If you start the day miserable, nobody else can screw up your day." - Jake "The Snake" Roberts

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

response from The Camel Saloon

i heard back from Russell at The Camel Saloon on my recent poetry submission. my poem "dead flowers and abandoned dreams" has been accepted for publication.

let the fun begin...

the adrenaline is starting to flow, and honestly, after watching this, you'll understand why:

i will probably go through every fucking emotion possible tonight while watching the game. but, i fully believe i will be breaking out the hard shit celebrating a victory tonight. so, get it done boys. PLEASE.

the Yankees pissed away a lead last night and tried to comeback late but failed, losing 5-4 to Oakland. it figures, they sweep the best team in the AL, fly across the country and lose to the team with the worst record. they play again tonight.

the shows last night were pretty damn good. the season finale of Louie was more uncomfortable comedy. brilliant. i'm saving the comedy special that came on after the show for later this weekend. i was too in and out of it with the baseball game last night to give a good account of it. The Comedians was excellent. and lastly, Lip Sync Battle was pretty damn funny once again:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW. i'll probably watch that after the hockey game.

before my day got draining as hell, i was able to listen to this podcast:

definitely a must listen. check it out on notsam.com, iTunes, Stitcher, or the right hand side of this blog. and congrats to Sam on his show getting picked up daily on Sirius/XM and for his appearance on the Stone Cold Steve Austin podcast. i'm really happy that Sam is starting to blow up. he's paid his dues, that's for sure.

a quick music break before i describe my driving hell today:

mom decided she felt good enough to go into work today. she then decided she might as well head over to Value City to pick up the chair they didn't bring to the house. and since we had books to go to the used bookstore over there, fuck it, i'll drive. we first go to the hospital. that took way longer than it should have. mostly because mom isn't in good enough condition to constantly be on the go and women just love to talk, especially when one is in a hurry. after we finally got out of there, we went out to eat. that was better than i expected. plus, the waitress might have sparked a poem, so that's a plus. we went to the bookstore next. 3 boxes of books and magazines. my grand total for selling them: $6. that almost covers the gas to go across the county. oh well, that's more shit out of the garage. and then, off to Value City Furniture. after finding out where to go to pick up the furniture, we hit the bell. and then hit it again. finally after the 3rd time of hitting the bell, someone came to the window. we waited another 20 minutes for them to bring the chair out. now the kicker to the story, it's not put together. apparently, if you pick the furniture up, they give it to you in pieces. well, needless to say mom was fucking furious. the customer service lady offered to put it together. of course, by then we were 15 minutes away from the store. in rush hour traffic. so, guess who gets to put that together... good times. we had to go to the grocery store after that to return some lights and pick up some prescriptions. so, once again, another afternoon where i didn't take a nap.

i will be fucking spent by the end of this evening.

that is all for me. i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. enjoy the warmer weather and hopefully some skies full of sun and not rain.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Volbeat - A Warrior's Call
Charlie Mars - Hell Yeah
Joe Ely - The Road Goes On Forever (Live)
Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment - Surf (FREE on iTunes)

"You never get tired unless you stop and take time for it." - Bob Hope

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

i forgot to take a nap today

i typed up a poem i wrote a few days ago this morning. i liked it and thought what the fuck, this might as well be poetry day. so, i got some submissions together and then spent most of the afternoon typing up emails and sending them. of course, this was during when i usually take a nap. so, i tried to do my best checking of my shit while yawning. i figure i probably fucked up along the way somewhere. i sent out 17 poems today, 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash and 3 each to The Camel Saloon, Napalm and Novocain, Dead Snakes and Pyrokinection. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.

i also got the first of my shipments from amazon.com today. i decided while buying mom's birthday gift, i might as well use the rest of the gift cards i had at amazon on some of the music i have missed. so, that was what was playing while the typing was going on today. good timing actually by the postal service on that one.

a quick music break before we get this show on the road:

the New York Yankees finished off their sweep of Kansas City yesterday, winning 4-2. Alex Rodriguez hit a big HR for the winning runs and continues to have a pretty fucking surprising season. they are back in first place in the division. they are on the west coast for a road trip starting tonight. i guess i'll be up late tonight.

my uncle came over yesterday while the game was on. he wanted to see the new furniture. we got "most" of what we ordered. one chair for the kitchen wasn't on the truck. i think mom and i are going to pick that up ourselves this weekend probably. my uncle liked the furniture and watched some of the game with mom and me. i think he just wanted to get away from his wife. i don't mind him coming over. if it gets more than that, it's off to my room.

the wrestling last night was excellent. NXT made me personally mark out when this match happened:

3 of my favorite independent wrestlers of all-time if you include the referee. that was a nice little moment out of nowhere. as usual with NXT, another great show.

Lucha Underground was spectacular once again last night. great moves and yet another HOLY SHIT spot fest. some of the best matches on television anywhere. enjoy the highlights:

the NBA Finals are now set. whoever wins this one will be getting their first title in a long, long time. Cleveland vs. Golden State. it should be a fun series to watch. plenty of small ball, running the court, shooting the 3, etc, etc. i wouldn't mind if it went for a good 6 or 7 games.

both NHL conference finals are going to 7 games. that's the first time that has happened in 15 years. hopefully the Rangers find a way to win another Game 7 tomorrow night.

tonight i'll have the DVR busy. all on at about the same time: The Comedians, Louie, Lip Sync Battle, and i believe FX is going to have the latest Louie C.K. comedy special on after the season finale of Louie. i'll definitely have to check that out.

mom and i went to the grocery store yesterday. we both noticed her car was making some weird sounds. figures, i thought, since it will be mine before too long. she took it in today and it was the back left brake fucking up. she just had the front brakes done last week. let's just say she's not a happy camper at the moment. as for the grocery store, not sure if i'm going to get any poems out of it. but, i did get some decent ice cream, so that will do.

that's all for me today. i will be on here tomorrow long before i get over hyped for Game 7.

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:

Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence
deadmau5 - 5 years of mau5
Courtney Barnett - Sometimes i Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit.
Father John Misty - I Love You, Honeybear

"I don't like fashion. I don't like art. I do like smashing up expensive things." - Wendy O. Williams

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

flip the damn switch

i don't know what is, but the New York Rangers are a completely different animal when facing elimination. i was confident last night, but cautious. by the end of the game, i was fully convinced that this is the year.

the Rangers started off strong, scoring first. it was also the first of three goals for Derick Brassard:

the King was back to being THE KING:

the Rangers exploded in the 3rd period to take a 2-1 game they were barely winning into a 7-3 convincing defeat. yet another series for the Rangers that is 3-3. given their record in elimination games and Game 7's at home, i think i will go with the goalie that is on the verge of setting the NHL record for Game 7 wins. that game comes on Friday. i have no doubts that MSG will be the loudest building on earth that night. enjoy some highlights:

to double my pleasure last night, the New York Yankees got some strong pitching and got some timely hitting to win 5-1. this afternoon they go for the sweep against one of the best teams in baseball. such a crazy damn sport.

as you might imagine, i was feeling pretty damn good after two victory beers.

had some weather roll through the area yesterday. kind of eerie, the place that mom and i were at over the weekend got hit with a tornado. i'm starting to think maybe it's me. we just got some rain here.

Deadliest Catch was good last night.

on the DVR tonight will be Lucha Underground as it is on the same time as NXT is on the WWE Network. and seeing that the Yankees play this afternoon, tonight is going to be pro wrestling and some playoff basketball and hockey.

speaking of playoff basketball, i did watch a little of the Cavs sweeping the Hawks last night:

if LeBron leads Cleveland to winning a championship, you might as well name the fucking city after him. if you ever wanted to see what it would look like to see someone treated like an actual deity, we are 4 Cleveland wins away from seeing it.

the lawn company treated the grass this morning, so i'm happy i fed the birds yesterday. hopefully the new furniture gets here before the next round of thunderstorms are supposed to start.

that's all for me kids. i actually got a shower in early this morning, so i'm feeling pretty good at the moment. i'm sure once the rain gets closer, or the Yankees start losing, that will all change.

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:

Grace Potter and the Nocturnals - Hot Summer Night
Phil Collins - In the Air Tonight
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
Ryan Adams - Gimme Something Good
Volbeat - A Warrior's Call

"Of all the hazards, fear is the worst." - Sam Snead

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

waiting on a storm

my right foot started hurting last night. that was the first sign i got that there was rain coming. i looked at the weather forecast and it said to expect heavy thunderstorms. great. well, i guess i'll get to see how the new house does in a storm. at this very moment, i just wish it would fucking rain already as my body is aching like a motherfucker. good times.

i heard back from Michael at Carcinogenic Poetry on my poetry submission from last month. he has decided to pass. that adds 5 more to the pile for the next round of submissions.

i turned in the po box keys today. that will certainly feel weird not to have that on my key chain any longer.

got some FREE music on NoiseTrade and iTunes today. i'll provide a link down in the music section.

the New York Yankees broke out the bats yesterday and beat the living shit out of Kansas City, 14-1. that made for a decent Memorial Day. they play again tonight.

Monday Night Raw was ok and that is truly being generous. if it wasn't for Kevin Owens destroying John Cena again, i would have truly hated this show.

on the DVR tonight will be Deadliest Catch.

on at the same time will be a MUST WIN for the New York Rangers. they have a great record in elimination games. but those games weren't played against a team that has a top notch scorer on just about every fucking line. hopefully the boys win tonight and force Game 7.

a quick music break:

i heard from my good friend in California yesterday. she sounded like she's doing well.

i think i almost got 6 hours of sleep last night. that feels like a damn eternity to me. probably explains why i have been tired all damn day.

i did get a free book in the mail today. that almost makes up for not being the right caller to win Rolling Stones tickets. almost.

that's all for me today. i will be on here tomorrow, most likely in the morning as the Yankees play tomorrow afternoon. plus, i think the new furniture will probably come in the afternoon as well.

hope everyone enjoyed Memorial Day. if not, i suggest getting better memories.

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:

Ethan Burns - Illusion Sampler
Will Hoge - Little Bitty Dreams
John Moreland - High on Tulsa Heat
Cheerleader - The Sunshine of Your Youth
Kaleo - All the Pretty Girls

"I like walking on the edge." - Levon Helm

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

memorial day in the rain

first off, a happy Memorial Day to everyone. thank you for your service to this country.

yesterday started off pretty good for me. Manchester United played against a Hull team that had to win. so, for the final score to be 0-0 i was pleased but also sad. i didn't want to see Steve Bruce get relegated. but, shit happens. and considering everyone that was playing in a game that United had no desire to play, a clean sheet was a welcome sight. that certainly was a nice audition by Victor Valdes for next season. even though the team finished in the top 4, this summer is going to be pivotal to actually win some titles next season.

next up was the Indianapolis 500. i am a huge Juan Pablo Montoya fan. i have been since the Formula 1 days. so, to watch him win his second 500 15 years after his first one was beautiful. that was one sweet victory beer:

little did i know, that was going to be the high for the day.

the New York Rangers got beat at their own game last night. Tampa played the perfect road game and won 2-0. so, now it's do or die time for the Rangers. Game 6 is Tuesday in Tampa. as much as i want to believe they can pull it off again with their backs against the wall, i have my doubts. but, like any suffering fool, i'll be watching.

the New York Yankees lost again last night, 5-2. the only thing i liked of the game was seeing the old faces at the Bernie Williams retirement ceremony:

they play again today against Kansas City. i have no clue when all this fucking losing is going to end.

as i'm watching that i'll probably also watch a little of the NCAA Men's Lacrosse championship. i believe it's Denver vs. Maryland.

i did watch a good portion of the basketball game last night. even after all these years, i'm still amazed at what LeBron can do:

the Sunday night shows were excellent. i watched most of them this morning. Nurse Jackie was great. Happyish was hilarious in a creepy way. Penny Dreadful was fucking brilliant. Silicon Valley was hilarious. and finally, Veep was pretty funny.

tonight on the television will be Monday Night Raw and god knows what else. i'm probably going to spend some time tonight writing and getting some submissions ready.

that and moving furniture around, helping mom. given the weather today, windy and rainy, i'm not going to have much fun today. my body is already aching from helping move the first two pieces of furniture. good times.

that's really all for me. hope everyone enjoyed the weekend. and hopefully, everyone enjoys today.

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:

Alabama Shakes - Don't Wanna Fight
Lucinda Williams - Real Live Bleeding Fingers and Broken Guitar Strings
Slayer - When the Stillness Comes
Beck - Blue Moon
Metallica - Bleeding Me

"Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

driving to nowhere and almost liking it

yesterday, mom and i left the house sometime before 11 AM. we got back home around 6 PM. here's a little story of what happened.

i had to drive mom to the bank to deposit some checks. it will be nice when she stops using this bank when the farm is finally not ours anymore. it's so damn out of the way. after that, i drove for about 20 minutes and got to this bird store where the rich people live. we were hunting for something to combat the squirrels. hopefully what we got works. after that, the used music/movies/odd shit store was just across the street. we went in there and they just happened to have a buy 3 used get 2 used FREE CD sale. so, you'll see what 5 i bought in the music section. after that, it was time for lunch. since i haven't driven in this area regularly for over a decade (what a beautiful relationship that was), i was sort of relying on mom. she of course is starting to forget where shit is anymore. so, we just kept driving and all of a sudden, we're at The Greene. The Greene is this snobby shopping center on the other side of the county from where i live. i believe it was built about a decade ago. yesterday was my first visit. we took a chance on this bar and bistro called Crazy Mango. amazingly, the food was great. the fried mushrooms were fucking amazing. and the pizza was very good as well. all in all, not bad. if i'm ever in the area again, i'd go again. after that, mom decided she was going to spend some money. i believe this is the direct result of her visiting her financial planner the day before. let's just say after a visit to the furniture store, we will have a new looking living room in a few days. but, i got a sweet ass tic-tac-toe shot glass set, so i didn't mind all the walking. after that, we went to the dollar store and found some penny wrappers for me and i bought some baseball cards as well. i figured fuck it, why not. i actually got some decent cards in the 25 i bought. not that i know shit about any of that anymore, but at least i knew some of the names. after that, we drove back home, probably about a 45 minute drive. to say both of us were spent would be an understatement. mom went next door to see her brother and i tried on the clothes she got me that came in the mail. amazingly, they all fit pretty good. god knows i needed some new socks. and another pair of jeans.

i watched NJPW and ROH when i got home yesterday. both episodes were great.

also, while listening to the music i got, i wrote 2 new poems. i typed those up last night after the hockey game got over. 2 more good ones. hopefully, i crank out a few more over this holiday weekend.

while we were driving home, i asked mom to check on the Yankees score. when the first words out of her mouth was oh god, i knew it wouldn't be good. when she told me they lost 15-4 i was so damn happy that i didn't sit at home and watch that shit. tonight, i'll watch the ceremony retiring Bernie Williams number, but after that, hopefully, nothing else.

now a quick music break before we get to the rest of this busy ass day:

Manchester United plays Hull today. Hull must win to not get relegated. their coach is a Manchester United legend. to say i'm a little torn today would be right on the money. i have no clue what is going to happen.

there is a ton of racing on today. i imagine i'll watch plenty of that. hopefully my racing favorite, Juan Pablo Montoya, wins the 500 today. that would be a sweet victory beer.

after all that, the New York Rangers play a pivotal Game 5 tonight against Tampa. hopefully the last game provided the game plan to winning this series.

amazingly, most of the Sunday night shows are new tonight. so, the DVR will be busy. i suppose either late tonight or tomorrow morning, i'll watch all of this: Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Penny Dreadful, Silicon Valley and Veep.

hopefully i will finish tonight off with a few drinks, typing up a few poems.

that is how i would prefer to spend this holiday weekend. i figure what will actually happen, i'll spend most of today moving shit around in the living room so it will be ready for the new furniture. good times. glad mom waited for everything to be set up to then change her mind on how she wanted the room to look. i would fear for the world if i didn't happen to be a very patient man.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone had a great Saturday. the weather here the last 36 hours or so has been spectacular. hopefully it is where you are as well. enjoy the day.

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:

Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit (Maxi-Single)
Tori Amos - Bliss (Maxi-Single)
Chris Isaak - Heart Shaped World
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - From Her To Eternity
Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles: Live Performances 1985-1994

"Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them." - Bob Dylan

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

ye of little faith

i settled in for the New York Rangers game expecting the worst. thankfully, the exact opposite happened. The King stopped 38 of 39 shots. and two fuckers who have mostly been absent from the playoffs FINALLY showed up:

another big game from Keith Yandle and Chris Kreider and we're going back to New York all tied up at 2. it's now a best of 3 series. and let me just say, a victory beer after a 5-1 win in the playoffs taste so damn sweet. enjoy the highlights:

the pivotal Game 5 is Sunday night at MSG.

the Yankees got down 7-0 early last night. figures, they had their best pitcher on the mound. so, as usual, the offense exploded for 9 runs in the game. the problem was the pitching and shitty defense allowed Texas to score 10. and there are no damn moral victories in sports. that's 4 losses in a row and i'm pretty sure they are no longer in first place. they play again this afternoon. there's a good chance i'll be out with mom shopping. that's how much i don't like this team at the moment. i'd rather be out in public with people.

i did watch a little of the basketball game last night. i'm kind of shocked that LeBron has Cleveland 2 wins away from the NBA Finals. given the amount of injuries the team has, it's more or less him and a bunch of role players. if he pulls a championship off with this team, i don't think anyone can doubt how great he truly is then.

mom and i are going out to take advantage of some of these Memorial Day weekend sales. just basic shit for the house, for the birds, etc. plus, i think she wants to start cleaning out the garage this weekend. oh joy.

on the DVR today will be ROH. it should be another great episode. and i believe i will be able to watch it this afternoon. that would make it great. i might actually get to sleep tonight.

i will probably be on here tomorrow morning before Manchester United plays. if not, expect my lazy ass to show up in the afternoon.

hope everyone has a great Saturday. enjoy the weather. enjoy the sales. enjoy a cool drink or whatever your vice happens to be.

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:

Todd Snider - Beer Run (Live)
Jason Isbell - 24 Frames
Reverend Tall Tree - Light My Candle
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Placebo - Pure Morning

"To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind." - Thomas Hood

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

a splitting headache

it figures, the sun comes out and i have a headache that keeps me in bed for most of the day. maybe my father put some voodoo hex on me before he died.

the shower didn't exactly help yesterday. it's so much fun when you get in the shower and your bone spurs start going nuts. just a bundle of fucking joy there.

tv last night was ok. i thought The Comedians was really funny. Louie was really good. Lip Sync Battle wasn't as good as the previous episodes, though it did make me laugh:

i'm trying the reverse psychology tonight with the New York Rangers. i'm wearing no Rangers items at all. hopefully, that and some better team play will help them get a win and tie this series up at 2. if they don't win tonight, i'm guessing the series will be over on Sunday.

the New York Yankees play at home tonight against Texas. i have no clue what to expect with this team. if it's like the last few games, they will get great pitching and the offense won't do shit.

i got some great music on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i highly urge you to check it out. i'll provide the link below in the music section and here is a sample of it:

i caught up on the last two episodes of Brew Dogs this afternoon. all that did was make me really want some craft beer.

other than the games tonight, i have no damn clue what else is on television. i suppose if i get pissy, i'll switch over to the Food Network or something.

here's a little comedy for you:

i hope everyone has a great holiday weekend. this will be a nice big test for me if the family decides they want to do shit next door for Memorial Day. damn good thing my bedroom door has a lock on it.

if you're drinking, please drink until you're blind. if you are the designated driver, drink water. soda fucking kills you genius. and if you are doing any drugs this weekend, my address is on the right hand side of this blog.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
INXS - Not Enough Time
Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Joe Marson - Stripped Acoustic

"I was born with a great gift, and sometimes with that comes a destructive streak." - George Best

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

response from Pink Litter

i heard back from Misty at Pink Litter on my poetry submission from last July. my poems "my second brain", "mail me your panties" and "in the parking lot of a local restaurant" have been accepted for publication in a future issue.

still no sunshine...

i was all ready last night. i had a very good dinner. the Yankees had a lead. i had a "new" lucky t-shirt on. i was all set up to watch the New York Rangers show that Game 2 was just a blip. well, so much for that.

the Rangers got off to a 2 goal lead. they promptly gave up the next 4. they came back to tie it at 4. gave up another one. and then tied it again late in the 3rd period. 5-5 going to overtime. and sure enough, i flip back to the game in time to see Tampa win in OT 6-5. not exactly sure where the best defense in the playoffs has gone to. i got the feeling that they thought they could out run and gun Tampa. i would agree with that theory if Rick Nash was scoring goals, let alone all the other fuckers on the team that have done nothing. i'll go ahead and say that Game 4 on Friday is a MUST WIN situation. there's no fucking chance in hell they are coming back from being down 3-1 in this series.

by the way, the Yankees blew their lead and lost 3-2. they are off again tonight. they play at home on Friday against Texas.

thankfully, the wrestling last night was excellent. Lucha Underground had another solid show with a true HOLY SHIT moment. enjoy the highlights:

NXT Takeover: Unstoppable was good and then HOLY SHIT great. here's how it started:

a couple of solid matches later and then the ladies stole the show:

and then a brutal (in a good way) main event that had a nice holy shit moment at the end:

as i have seen stated all over the place, having Samoa Joe in NXT is a game changer. he is one of the best workers of ALL time. and to dream of the matches he could have with some of the wrestlers down there is mind boggling. after watching the show i can completely understand why so many guys on the main roster are a bit jealous of just how damn good the product is down at NXT. last night was easily worth the $9.99 a month.

thankfully, i was able to watch all of David Letterman's final show. i was happy that the show went out with a unforgettable last show. here are some of the numerous highlights as i think the show went nearly 30 minutes longer than normal:

what an amazing show. good thing i taped the two shows after it so i got all of the final show. it is certainly something i will never forget. hopefully everyone involved in the show understands how important the show was to all of us. it will be missed.

i probably didn't get to bed until around 3 in the morning. so, of course i would be up at 7:30. i suppose i'll catch up on my sleep when i die. but, while i was up today i typed up those 6 poems. my gut feeling was correct, i've got some winners in this batch. always a good sign when i pulled a dead father memory out of my head from back when i was 9 years old. i got a feeling i'll be writing about all that shit for years on end. hopefully i will crank a few more poems out over the holiday weekend and then get some submissions ready for June.

on the DVR tonight will be Lip Sync Battle, The Comedians and Louie.

that's all for me today. i'm going to go try to ease my aching bones in a hot shower. and if that doesn't work, i always have a shotgun.

no need to panic. my arms aren't long enough.

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:

Glass Animals - Gooey
Angel Haze & Sia - Battle Cry
Dave Mathews Band w/Warren Haynes - Cortez the Killer (Live)
Sneaker Pimps - 6 Underground
Meghan Linsey - Cocaine and Jesus

"It's easier to put on slippers than to carpet the whole world." - Al Franken

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

creativity strikes me right between the eyes

in my sophisticated white trash upbringing, one of the phrases i would always hear about would be about a wild hair getting up your ass. i suppose, you could say that happened to me today. i turned on some music, poured myself a glass of lemonade and went to an extremely dark place in my head. 20 minutes later i had 6 poems written. i haven't typed any up yet, just in case something else pops into my head. but, after reading a few of them, i think i may have some really great shit on my hands. now there's a visual. hopefully i bang out a few more of them by the weekend.

the New York Yankees pissed away a 6-2 lead last night to lose 8-6 in extra innings. they play again tonight in Washington to hopefully split the series. there's little to no chance i'll watch any of the game.

The Voice went exactly as i expected it to last night. i even got the order of the top 4 correct this year. i really wanted Meghan to win, but i know that the housewives look at Sawyer as fresh meat. i might like him more once his voice gets a little bass in it.

Deadliest Catch last night was great and sad at the same time. heroin addiction is one of the worst things on earth. and to see it played out like that on television was pretty riveting and sad.

David Letterman had a fucking great show last night. first, you can never have a better guest than Bill Murray:

and then end it with something magical and strange:

i can't wait to see what happens tonight on the final show. i'm sure i will laugh as much as i cry. i've been a Letterman fan since i stayed up WAY past my bed time to watch him when i was like 7 or 8 years old. that's over 30 years. and i know some of my crazy sense of humor comes from Dave. hopefully the final show tonight is a classic.

tonight is a true clusterfuck for me on television. all at the same time: New York Rangers play Game 3 down in Tampa, a new episode of Lucha Underground (thank god i have a DVR now) AND NXT: Takeover Unstoppable on the WWE Network. i will probably have to watch wrestling later in the night due to the hockey. of course, if the Rangers play like shit once again and take stupid penalty after stupid penalty, i'll gladly switch over to the wrestling.

speaking of wrestling, i urge everyone to check out this podcast when you get a chance:

listen on iTunes, Stitcher, the RSS you can find on the right hand side of this blog, or at notsam.com. it is a fascinating interview with my favorite wrestler of the last decade.

here's some comedy for you on a fucking gloomy day:

and in case if that wasn't enough videos for you:

the Sacramento Kings will be picking 6th in the NBA Draft this year. at least they didn't get shifted down like most years. and this is going to be a deep draft. they should be able to get someone that will help immediately at number 6.

that's all for me today. i don't think the sun has come out at all today. good times.

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:

Jason Isbell - 24 Frames
Mary Gauthier - Snakebit
The Steel Wheels - It's The End Of The World Again (Live)
Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"Behind every great fortune lies a great crime." - Honore de Balzac

and your pro wrestling video of the day: