With A Cardinals WINNER, I’ve Decided To Indulge Myself. WHAT’S ON NOW? “BULL DURHAM: 20TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION!”

Baseball Films Come And Go.

They Always Have.

Some Have Been Great!

“FEAR STRIKES OUT“

“EIGHT MEN OUT“

“THE NATURAL“

“MR. BASEBALL“

…And Others Have Simply SUCKED-HARD.

I Shall NOT Name Them, However, You KNOW They Exist.

Ok…

…Maybe One…

“FEVER PITCH“

…Sucked SO SO SO HARD.

Just Sayin’…

BUT BUT BUT…

…Tonight…

…I Was Feelin’ Pretty Good…

…So I Decided To Go With One Of The All-Time-Best.

“BULL DURHAM“

(1988)

…It Is!!!

KEVIN COSTNER

…Is In Top-Form…

SUSAN SARANDON

…Is Sexy-Perfect…

…And…

TIM ROBBINS

…Is Just A Goober-And-A-Half With A Devastating Fastball!!!

In All Honestly…

…It’s A TRUE-BLUE Crowd-Pleaser.

I Have Yet To Met A Person…

…Whom Is ALSO A Hardcore BASEBALL FAN…

…That Did NOT Love This Flick.

Now You Know Me, My Peeps…

…I Live For My Movies…

…And I LIVE LIVE For My Baseball.

“BULL DURHAM“

…Is One Of THE VERY BEST COMBOS Of BOTH.

.PERIOD.

The Sexy And The Fun Are Tangible.

But, Even More So, THE BASEBALL BEING PLAYED Brings Forth A True-Blue Amount Of True-TRUE BASEBALL JOY!!!

Sooooooooooooo, MY PEEPS…

…The Season Has Begun…

…The Hall Is Rented…

…It’s Time To Start The Dance!!!

Are Y’all Feelin’ It?!?!?!?!

You DAMNED WELL KNOW I AM!!!

It’s Baseball Night In Southern Illinois…

…And I’m Bringin’ THE HEAT!!!

Have A GRAND WEEKEND, My Peeps!!!

Enjoy What You Find The Time For.

Whether It’s A Funny Flick…

…Or An Amazingly Wonderful 9-INNINGS Of PURE BASEBALL JOY!!!

BATTER-UP, KIDDIES!!!

!!! !!! !!!

😀

“And Now Was Acknowledged The Presence Of The RED DEATH. He Had Come Like A Thief In The Night. …”

“…And One By One Dropped The Revelers In The Blood-Bedewed Halls Of Their Revel, And Died Each In The Despairing Posture Of His Fall. And The Life Of The Ebony Clock Went Out With That Of The Last Of The Gay. And The Flames Of The Tripods Expired. And Darkness And Decy AND The RED DEATH Held Illimitable Dominion Over All.“

—EDGAR ALLAN POE

“The Masque Of The Red Death“

“What Is It That Affectionate Parents Require Of Their Children For All The Care, Anxiety, And Toil On Their Accounts? …”

“…Only That They Would Be Wise AND Virtuous, Benevolent AND Kind.“

—ABIGAIL ADAMS

(1744-1818)

–Former FIRST LADY Of THE UNITED STATES Of AMERICA–

–Wife Of OUR 2ND PRESIDENT, JOHN ADAMS–

“You… You Got A Nasty Reputation… We’re In A Sticky Situation… It’s Down To ME And YOU…” — BON JOVI (“Raise Your Hands” (1986))

“…So Tell Me, Is It True?…

…They Say There Ain’t Nobody Better…

…Well, Now That We’re Together…

…Show Me What You Can Do…

…You’re Under The Gun…

…Out On The Run…

…Gonna Set The Night On Fire…

…Out On The Run…

…Under The Gun…

…Playin’ To Win…“

“…Raise Your Hands…

…When You Want To Let It Go…

…Raise Your Hands…

…When You Want To Let A Feeling Show…

…Raise Your Hands…

…From NEW YORK To CHICAGO…

…Raise Your Hands…

…From NEW JERSEY To TOKYO…

…Whoa, Whoa…

…Raise Your Hands! …“

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Yes, This Morning Sincerely Feels VERY…

BON JOVI‘ish

…To ME.

And I Honestly Don’t Know Why.

I Can Say THIS Song…

“RAISE YOUR HANDS“

…Off Of…

BON JOVI‘s

…Album…

“SLIPPERY WHEN WET“

(1986)

Is My Nephew’s FAVE Of FAVES In The Realm Of The JOVI!!!

Of Course…

…He Doesn’t Love It BECAUSE It’s JOVI.

He Loves It For ONE REASON…

…And ONE REASON Only.

What IS Said REASON???

It’s On The…

“SPACEBALLS“

…Soundtrack.

.Period.

That’s It.

That’s Why He Loves It.

When We First Encounter BOTH…

“BARF” and “LONE STAR“

…This Song…

“RAISE YOUR HANDS“

...Is What’s Playing.

My Nephew Has Been A JOVI Fan SINCE!!!

And…

…Honestly…

…WHO COULD BLAME HIM!?!?!?

Not ME, That’s Fer Dayum Sure!!!

😉

Have A Great Friday, My Peeps.

The Weekend Is Upon Us.

So PLEASE Do What You Can To Enjoy It!

😀

KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!!! (aka “The Death Of Mr. Coffee”)

Well, My Peeps…

…It’s Official…

“MR. COFFEE“

…Has Expired.

😦

T’is A Sad…

…Sad…

…SAD DAY…

…Fo SHO.

😦

How Can ANY Human-Being…

…Or…

…At Least…

…ANY AMERICAN…

…Who Awakens As Early As I Do Each AND Every Day….

…Hope To FUNCTION Without Their Morning…

COFFEE

!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

 It Is THE Staple Of Life In This Country.

Wake-Up.

Stretch.

Put Your Socks On.

Use The Restroom.

BREW SOME FLIPPIN’ COFFEE!!!

And Then…

…If You’re Me…

…You Light-Up A Tasty/Delicious…

…Purely Organic…

…Non-Filtered Cigarette…

…And PARTAKE In The JOY That Is…

HOT-SWEET-COFFEE

…And A…

DAMNED-DECENT-SMOKE

.PERIOD.

Some Call It Foolish.

I Call It BREAKFAST!!!

(*grumbles*)

What A World, Eh?!?!?

What A World, INDEED, My Peeps.

And YES…

…This Is EXACTLY How I Reacted…

KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!

 Would YOU React The SAME???

I’d Venture To Take A Blind-Guess And Say…

…YOU BET YOUR SWEET BIPPY, YOU WOULD!!!

How Can The Day TRULY Begin…

…When There Isn’t Hot HOT COFFEE To Consume?!?!?!?

Even On My WORST DAYS…

…There’s AT LEAST The Creature Comfort Of MY COFFEE!!!!!!!

(*shakes fist randomly in the air*)

I Sincerely Hope YOUR Morning Is Going Well, My Peeps.

I Shall Carry On.

I Shall Carry On, Indeed.

I Just WON’T Be Happy About It.

😐

PACINO and DE NIRO -Vs- BURT REYNOLDS: HEAT (1995) -Vs- HEAT (1986)

So, My Peeps…

…Whom Would YOU CHOOSE To Win This Little Proverbial Rumble…

“HEAT“

(1995)

…Or…

“HEAT“

(1986)

??? ??? ???

??? ???

???

THE WORLD NEEDS TO KNOW, DAMMIT!!!

(Read "THE WORLD" as "BRADLEY")

?!?!?!?!?!?

“There Is A Time For All Things. A Time To Preach And A Time To Pray, But Those Times Have Passed Away…”

“…There Is A Time To Fight, And THAT TIME Has Now Come.“

—PETER MUHLENBERG

(1746-1807)

“…Left Alone With Just A Memory… Life Seems Dead… And So Unreal…”

“…All That’s Left Is Loneliness…

…There’s Nothing Left To Feel…

DUSTY SPRINGFIELD (1939-1999)

…You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me…

…Just Be Close At Hand…

…You Don’t Have To Stay Forever…

…I Will Understand…

…Believe Me…

…Believe Me. …

"YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY YOU LOVE ME" by Dusty Springfield

…You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me…

…Just Be Close At Hand…

…You Don’t Have To Stay Forever…

…I Will Understand…

…Believe Me…

…Believe Me…

…Believe Me.“

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So, My Peeps…

…I Suppose It’s Very Easy To Tell Of Late…

“My Mind Is In A Weird Place”

…And…

“My Heart Is In An Even WEIRDER Place”

.Period.

I’ve Been Struggling A Lot Of Late.

And YES…

…”A Lot” Is A TRUE TRUE TRUE…

…UNDERSTATEMENT…

…From The Bowels Of A Hell I Don’t Even Believe In.

.PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD.

I’ve Always Struggled With Emotions.

BOTH…

…My Emotions…

…And…

…Other People’s Emotions.

For The Most Part…

…I Sincerely DO NOT Understand Them.

Being Into My 30s Now…

…I’m Beginning To Wonder If I Ever Honestly WILL Understand Them.

I Talk A Lot, At Times, About Personal Failure.

Being An EXPERT Within The Subject…

…It Tends To Find Its Own Way Into A Lot Of My Work.

What I Shy Away From In My Work…

…Is The Foreknowledge That MOST Of My Personal Failures DO NOT Happen At Random.

They’re Planned.

Coldly.

Calculatedly.

Intricately.

Personal Failures I Bring Upon Myself…

…And Done So In Such Ways That I APPEAR To Be Yet Another “Victim Of Circumstance.”

All The While…

…I’m The One Setting The Circumstances In Motion.

No One Else.

Just Me.

I Sabotage My Work.

I Sabotage My Relationships.

I Sabotage My Friendships.

I Sabotage My Love Interests.

I Sabotage My Love Conquests.

I Sabotage Myself.

Some Is Done To Prove A Point To Other People.

Some Is Done To Prove A Point To Myself.

But It’s ALL PERSONAL SABOTAGE.

The Questions I Continue To Ask Myself Are…

“WTF, BRADLEY?!?!?!?!”

“WTF ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?!”

“WTF ARE YOU THINKING?!?!?!?!”

“WHY MUST IT ALWAYS BE THIS WAY, BRADLEY?!?!?!?!”

 “WHY FORCE YOURSELF TO SUFFER?!?!?!?!”

“WHY TAKE EVERYTHING UPON YOUR OWN SHOULDERS?!?!?!?!”

“WHY SET-YOURSELF-UP FOR CONSTANT FAILURE?!?!?!?!”

“WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?!?!?!?!”

My Answer Is Always The Same.

To Every Question Asked Of Myself…

…I Give Myself The Same Response…

“BECAUSE YOU FUCKING DESERVE IT, THAT’S WHY!!!!!!!!”

“You’ve Caused So Much Pain!!!!!!!!”

“You’ve Caused So Much Hardship!!!!!!!!”

“You’ve Hurt So Many Along The Way, How Can You NOT Punish Yourself In The Only Way You Honestly Know How?!?!?!?!

I Have Friends.

I Never See Them.

I Have Family.

I’d Rather Not See Most Of Them.

I’m In And Out Of Relationships.

I’ve Yet To See A Point In Maintaining Any Of Them.

Can A Person Fail So Much At So Much That…

…When It Comes Down To The Brass-Tacks…

…The Failure Is The Part Said Person Clings To…

…And…

…The Failure Becomes The Only Part Of ANY Of It That Ever Truly Seems/Appears/FEELS Real???

I Can’t Name One Person…

…Who Truly Is Part Of MY REAL WORLD…

…That I Haven’t Hurt…

…Or Fucked-Over…

…Or Lost…

…In Some Way…

…Some Shape…

…Some Form.

Not A One.

Not A Single Fucking One.

I’m The Guy You Trust…

…When You Realize You Can’t Trust Anyone Else…

…And Then You End-Up Not Trusting Me…

…Because I’ll Find Someway To Ruin Whatever It Is.

*** ***

The Sleepless Nights Are Mounting.

One

TWO

TEN

TWENTY

I’ve Lost Count, Now.

I’ve Suffered From Chronic-Insomnia My Entire Life.

Even Something As Simple As Sleep Alludes Me.

Is That Yet Another Personal-Failure I’ve Brought-Upon Myself???

They Say GUILTY PEOPLE Have GUILTY CONSCIENCES.

If That’s A TRUE Statement…

…Then I Know EXACTLY WHY I Don’t Sleep.

I Don’t Have The Ability To Forgive.

I’ve NEVER…

…EVER…

…HONESTLY…

…TRULY…

…FORGIVEN ANYONE…

…FOR ANYTHING…

…THAT’S EVER BEEN DONE TO ME…

…And…

…LIKEWISE TOWARD MYSELF.

I Remember EVERY HORRIBLE THING…

…That EVERYONE…

…EVERYWHERE…

…Has EVER DONE TO ME.

And In That Same Vein…

…I’ve NEVER…

…EVER…

…FORGIVEN MYSELF…

…For ANYTHING I’ve EVER DONE…

…That Caused PAIN Or SUFFERING To Another.

And My Little (not-so-little) List Continues To Grow AND Grow…

…Hour After Hour…

…Day After Day…

…YEAR After YEAR.

And I Don’t Know How To Stop It.

I Don’t Know How To Change It.

I Don’t Know I Don’t Know I Don’t Know

!!! !!! !!!

I’m Into My EIGHTH (8TH) Relationship, Now.

And I Fear I’m Going To See The Ending Of That Sooner Than Anyone Thinks.

WHY???

Because He’s A Better PERSON Than I’ve Yet Ever Dealt With.

And He Deserves Better Than Someone Like Me.

In The End…

…He’ll End-Up Hurt/Hurting.

And I’ll End-Up Resenting.

Resenting Him For Trying To Stick-It-Out With Me.

Resenting Myself For Hanging-In-There When I Knew Ahead Of Time This Was The Likely Outcome.

This Is Simply How It’s Always Gone.

How It’s Always Worked-Out In Every Past Situation.

My FIRST Relationship Was Perfectly-Flawed.

I Was Madly In Love, But The Love Was Forbidden.

So We Moved On.

My SECOND Relationship Was Doomed From The Start.

As Was My THIRD.

My FOURTH Was My Sick-Mind Trying To Replace The FIRST Relationship With Someone Else…

…Only To Realize That Someone Else WASN’T The Same As The First.

So That Ended With Him In Tears.

And Left Me Harder/Colder Than Even Before.

My FIFTH Was Done On A Whim, And I Ended It Before It Went Too Far.

My SIXTH Was A Great GREAT SUCCESS…

…Until He Got Bored…

…And Then He Realized Who I Really Was.

The SEVENTH Never Really Wanted Me For Me…

…He Just Wanted A Fuckbuddy….

…But Got Stuck With ME As A Boyfriend.

That Was A Failure I’d Hoped To Never Repeat.

And Now…

…I’m On The EIGHTH.

He’s The Sweetest Of Them All.

The Kindest.

The Most Caring.

The Most Willing To Listen.

The Most Willing To Be With Me When I’m Down.

The Most Willing To Lend Me His Shoulder Whenever I Truly Need It Most.

Yet…

…All Of Those Wonderful Qualities Aren’t Keeping Me Wrangled-In From Trying To Push Him Further And Further Away.

Perhaps Perpetual-Failure…

…Can Also Lead To Something Much MUCH WORSE.

A Perpetual-LOVE/LUST With Being UNHAPPY.

*** ***

I Don’t Know What’s Wrong With Me.

I Don’t Know WHY I Insist On Feeling Things As I Do.

I Don’t Know How To Straighten-Up AND Fly-Right.

I Don’t Know How To Fix What’s Broken…

…Especially When I’ve Worked So Hard At Breaking The Goddamn Thing In The First Place.

*** ***

All I Truly…

…TRULY KNOW…

…Is…

…I Need To Rest.

I Need To Rest So So SO BADLY.

I Need To Actually Sleep.

But I Don’t Want To Dream.

I Don’t Have GOOD Dreams.

I Don’t Have ODD Dreams.

I Don’t Have FANCIFUL Dreams.

I Don’t Have MEANINGLESS Dreams.

I Have HORRID Dreams.

I Have SCARY Dreams.

I See Horrible Things…

…Being Done To Myself…

…Being Done To Those I Care About…

…Being Done To Those I Don’t Even Know.

So Closing-My-Eyes…

…And Drifting Away…

…Lends Its OWN-TYPE Of Personal Failure.

If We Don’t Dream, We Go Crazy.

Well Then…

…What If We DO DREAM And It DRIVES US CRAZY?!?!?!?!

How Does The Old Line Go???

“…And Miles To Go Before I Sleep.

…And Miles To Go Before I Sleep.”

Oh How True That Is.

Oh How So VERY VERY True.

I’m Sorry To Be Venting On Y’all Like This.

I Just Don’t Know How Else To Do It.

This Is MY Outlet.

And So…

…I’m Using Said Outlet To The Best Of My Ability.

I Hope This Doesn’t Count As Yet One More Failure.

If It Does…

…While Sad…

…I’m In NO WAY Surprised.

Goodnight, World.

Let Us Hope The World Is Different When The Sun’s Up.

It Likely Won’t Be.

But The HOPE Remains.