Sunday, January 22, 2017

the first birthday with no cake

being a good boy, i didn't have any birthday cake yesterday. of course, you wouldn't know by looking at my blood sugar numbers this morning. i'm sure before too long i'll say fuck it and just drink myself out.

i did write 10 poems yesterday. that's 20 poems in the last 3 days. not bad. i typed up the 10 i wrote yesterday and i really like a few of them. sadly, too many of them will get put it in the hopefully, someone likes this shit pile.

Saturday Night Live was really funny last night.

ROH was excellent last night.

Austin City Limits was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Homeland, The Affair, The Young Pope and The Rolling Stones: Havana Moon.

the New York Rangers play this afternoon in Detroit. hopefully they can start to string some victories together again.

the Dayton Flyers play this afternoon at home against Saint Louis. this is a game Dayton should destroy the opponent, as long as they don't play down to their opposition.

hopefully i will get home from the game in time to watch most of the NFL playoffs today.

i guess winter will be coming back next weekend. great, a few days near 60 and then back into the 20's. yeah, there's no climate crisis or anything.

a big thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday yesterday. a bigger thank you to whatever reminded you.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. hopefully your Sunday will be even better.

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:

Childish Gambino - Redbone
Morphine - Hanging on a Curtain
Townes Van Zandt - Waitin' Round to Die (Live)

"Adversity is the first path to truth." - Lord Byron

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Saturday, January 21, 2017

my 2 poems at Easy Street

my poems "blue ribbons" and "such luck" have been published at Easy Street. you can find the poems by going here: http://www.easystreetmag.com/two-poems-by-j-j-campbell-2/

happy birthday to me

so far, not so bad. i got up this morning and my blood sugar was much closer to where i'd like it to be than the previous few days. and then Swansea City did me a solid and defeated Liverpool for the first time EVER at Liverpool. so, i was pretty damn happy.

and then comes Manchester United. they have always had problems playing at Stoke. sure enough, Stoke came out pressing and United was struggling to maintain possession. and then the Juan Mata that isn't interested in playing defense showed up and forgot to track his man. whoops. he got there late and of course, it ends up being an own goal. fucking great. it stayed 1-0 until late, really late. United got a free kick and welcome to history. Wayne Rooney scored his 250th Manchester United goal, breaking Sir Bobby Charlton's 43 year old record, to rescue a 1-1 draw. well, that's certainly better than a loss, but it's still two damn points dropped.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of reporting.

NJPW was excellent last night. i enjoyed both matches from Wrestle Kingdom 11.

Treehouse Masters was pretty cool last night. it was very interesting to see a treehouse made mostly out of glass windows.

Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live, Austin City Limits and ROH.

no big plans for my birthday today. i'm sure if my family actually knew me and wanted to give me a gift i would love, they would have got me tickets to the WWE event in town tonight. not that i've been a wrestling fan for almost 40 fucking years or anything. my sister did call me earlier from Puerto Rico and wished me a happy birthday. she was planning on coming down tomorrow, but she said she's too tired. so she'll come down next weekend. she left whatever she got me here, but i'm not going to open it until she gets here. mom gave me a card this morning.

and it's not that i really expect anything for my birthday, you know... it just would be nice...

so for the rest of the day i'll probably be flipping between college basketball games and most likely writing some poems. although, after seeing some of the artwork my good friend John Sweet has been doing here lately, maybe today is the day to whip out the watercolors and feel a little artsy fartsy.

i hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday. if you happen to be a woman in a march today, be as fucking loud as you can 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:

Jane's Addiction - Jane Says (Live)
Tom Waits - Goin' Out West (Live)
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here (Live)
Warren Haynes - Soulshine (Live)
Cowboy Junkies - Cause Cheap is How I Feel (Live)

"The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express." - Francis Bacon

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Friday, January 20, 2017

it made me think of a line from a John Prine song

watching parts of the inauguration today was simply a way to pass the time. the newly sworn in king thinks he can change everything. these simpletons that actually believe he will help them... god bless them. if 40 years in this country has taught me anything, the rich will always stay rich and none of them want to truly help the poor. that's why we have a lottery and powerball you dumb asses. i have surmised that Trump never emotionally evolved from the age of 13, when he got sent off to military school. i believe the John Prine line goes "just another child that has grown old". so now the child believes he is king. he might want to check with the party he's associated with, because they have no fucking desire at all to give the power to the people. although i'm sure every hate group in this country loved that line, i know there's no chance in fucking hell that big business won't still run this shit show. the only thing i hope that comes from this asshole running the country is a better opposition and a movement of the arts that actually will trump hate.

i heard back from Nerve Cowboy today on my poetry submission from back in March of 2016. an early birthday present to me, they decided to pass on the poems. oh well.

i happened to read that rejection note right before i went to the grocery store. 1 bottle of vodka, 1 bottle of spiced rum... i didn't get myself a birthday cake though, i am trying to take my type 2 diabetes somewhat seriously.

the Dayton Flyers won last night against Richmond 75-59. they were missing their best defensive player, Kyle Davis, so it was somewhat surprising to see they held Richmond to its lowest points total of the season. it helped that Richmond was 2-20 on 3 pointers last night. the win gives Dayton a share of first place in the A10. they play next on Sunday against a pretty shitty Saint Louis team.
the win was also Dayton's 1600th win all time.

the New York Rangers won last night in Toronto 5-2. that's a good way to end a losing streak.


The Big Bang Theory was really funny last night.

Life in Pieces was hilarious.

Fuck, That's Delicious was great. i absolutely love all of the food in the city of Chicago.

The Pizza Show was pretty interesting. you have to love a host that's willing to get drunk on camera.

Caraoke Showdown was ok last night.

Lip Sync Battle was really good last night. it usually is when comedians are on it.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, NJPW, Treehouse Masters and Real Time with Bill Maher.

it rained most of the night and it is supposed to rain more tomorrow night. i didn't know we moved to a fucking rain forest. i think i heard a guy say on the news yesterday that there have only been 4 days this month where it was dry. i used to think that was a good thing when i lived on the farm. those days are over. and with my arthritis to the point where it kills me to stand for more than 15 minutes at a time, a move to the desert would be fine by me. at least skin cancer will get me better drugs.

with my birthday being tomorrow, i have no clue when i'll be on here. i'm shooting for after the Manchester United game, but who knows.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. call if you need bail money.

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:

Metallica - Hardwired
Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name
Iron Maiden - The Number of the Beast
Pantera - I'm Broken
Slayer - Raining Blood

"Negativity is the enemy of creativity." - David Lynch

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:


Thursday, January 19, 2017

not the best time to get a cramp

so i watched a woman with an amazing body strip last night online and started jerking off. a few minutes into it, instead of feeling jubilation, i had a pain in my side. as soon as i stood up, it went away. odd. so i went to the bed and resumed and got the same damn pain. well, fuck it. i couldn't even find the pleasure in the damn pain. worrisome to say the least. but, at the very least i will get some damn poems out of it.

NXT was really good last night.

Total Divas was fucking hilarious last night. if i'm ever in Las Vegas, i hope i run into Renee Young.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The Big Bang Theory, Life in Pieces, Fuck, That's Delicious, The Pizza Show, Lip Sync Battle, Caraoke Showdown and the return of Baskets.

the New York Rangers play tonight in Toronto. it would be nice if they could end their losing streak sometime soon.

i won't get to watch any of that tonight until later as i will be at the Dayton Flyers vs. Richmond game. the game is on ESPNU this evening. hopefully Dayton can win and get a share of first place in the league.

i have to take mom to get some copies done later today. hopefully this is a sign that's she's feeling good enough that she actually feels like being in public. i'm interested if she's going to use the walker like i have made her do or will she use the cane now.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast late last night. i really enjoyed the excellent interview with Shawn Michaels. you can find the podcast by going here:
https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/id934576040?mt=2

the funny thing about tomorrow being inauguration day is it would have also been my grandmother's 105th birthday. i imagine her laughing her ass off that Trump is going to be president, but mostly because she was so mentally ill at the end of her life that she wouldn't have a damn clue what was going on. and now i think i know why so many people died in 2016... soothsayers.

i haven't had any alcohol in a few days. i'm a little edgy. hopefully Dayton will win tonight and i will get to see how the new drugs i'm on interact with it. at least i'm smart enough to not take the drugs with alcohol, at least for now.

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:

Bloodhound Gang - Fire Water Burn
Rachael Yamagata - Money Fame Thunder (Live)
American Aquarium - Burn. Flicker. Die.

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." - Edgar Allan Poe

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

i think i love her

my poem "i think i lover her" has been published at Mad Swirl. you can find the poem by going here:
http://madswirl.com/poetry/2017/01/i-think-i-love-her/

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

of course, it had to be raining

imagine walking in to get your driver's license renewed and you see they are serving number 52. you pull your number and it's 63. all you have to sit on are these hard benches, sort of like you are waiting to be booked into jail. of course, it's raining outside and your arthritis is absolutely killing you. you look at all the bruises on your left ring finger. not a good first day to be trying to track your blood sugar. after 20 minutes, they finally get to your number. it's the same woman from 4 years ago that almost failed you on the vision test. oh joy. amazingly, everything goes well and one shitty picture and 10 minutes later... you have a new driver's license. talk about an afternoon wasted, unless you happened to...

i wrote 10 poems this afternoon before the adventure began. what happens to be most times is something will hit me when i'm either on the toilet or in the shower. i believe it is all due to me constantly talking to myself. i was pissing and a few words hit me and 35 minutes later, i had 10 poems. i typed them up after i got home this afternoon and i really, really liked them. that's now 21 poems in 18 days for the month. that's the goal this year, write as much as fucking possible, each month.

the New York Rangers scored in the first minute last night. the next time i turned to the game they were trailing 3-1. fuck me. i ended up watching most of the rest of the game. a crazy 7-6 loss to Dallas that never should have happened. i have no fucking clue why the coach waited so damn long to pull Hank and put in the backup goalie. the Rangers tried to get the game tied late, but failed. much like how this season is quickly turning into a failure.

Smackdown was pretty good last night.

205 Live was pretty good last as well.

i really enjoyed Taboo last night. the show is still dark as hell, but i actually like that. Tom Hardy's character is so fucking creepy, it's fucking great.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Total Divas. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i got an excellent FREE EP on NoiseTrade this morning. the link will be in the music section.

i had to ask my mom to help me get a blood sample this morning to do my blood sugar. apparently my skin is much thicker than i thought it was. my numbers suck though.

a big THANK YOU to my friend/fan for the gift card i got in the mail today. an excellent early birthday gift. i'll use it wisely.

i will be back on here tomorrow early as the Dayton Flyers play at home tomorrow night. it's most likely going to be a sellout, which is good since they will be playing for a share of first place in the league. more on that tomorrow.

i hope everyone had a good day. hopefully you have a better night.

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:

Bon Iver - 8 (circle)
Strand of Oaks - Radio Kids
The Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl
Hurray for the Riff Raff - Hungry Ghost Tour EP

"Doesn't matter what you say or do; people can always find a way to call you a dick." - Dave Attell

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

response from Mad Swirl

i heard back from the good folks at Mad Swirl on my poetry submission from back in October. my poem "i think i love her" has been accepted for publication. it will be posted on January 19th.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

busier than 9 cats covering up shit in a windstorm part whatever

so when the grocery store called this afternoon to tell us our prescriptions were ready, mom warned me. one of her pills has a comma in the price, so be prepared. ok, great. i got to the store and gave the woman the info. i had 5 things coming, mom had 6. oh joy. the woman looked at the prices for the drugs for my mom and was like sir, do you know how much these cost? i laughed and said yes, i came prepared. i broke out my credit card with the highest limit and when it was all said and done, the total was just under $2,000. nothing like walking out of a pharmacy with 2 grocery bags of drugs. so, tomorrow morning i get to wake up, piss and then go check my blood sugar. good times.

i completely forgot that Gotham was coming back on last night. thankfully, i was able to watch it this morning online. it was excellent as usual.

i'm all in on The Young Pope. the second episode last night was great. i love the subtle humor and just how bizarre or surreal all of it can be at times. plus, the storyline of a vicious pope who is pissed because he was an orphan and now wants to take it out on the people is excellent.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i'm thrilled that Kurt Angle is going in the Hall of Fame. plus, this year's Royal Rumble looks like it could be an instant classic.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown and Taboo. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Dallas. hopefully they can get a damn win tonight.

i've been doing my laundry today on top of everything else. i still haven't even read the damn paper or picked up the trash here yet. now you know why the title of this post is what it is.

i did listen to the latest Jim Norton and Sam Roberts Podcast today. it was hilarious. you can find it by going here: https://soundcloud.com/jimandsamshow/ep-009-jims-weekend-d-bags-sexy-voice

i think tomorrow might be the day i decide to torture myself and go get my driver's license renewed. who knows, i might have something interesting to talk about after that. or at least write about.

that's all for me kids. i have shit to do, clothes to fold, trash to collect...

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:

Bell X1 - Velcro
Empire of the Sun - Alive
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
Elvis Costello - Alison

"It isn't the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it's the pebble in your shoe." - Muhammad Ali

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

response from Your One Phone Call

i heard back from Dai at Your One Phone Call on my poetry submission from two weeks ago. my poems "all the magic is gone" and "that taste" have been accepted for publication. they are scheduled to appear on March 15th and April 25th. also, my poems "father time never loses", "the center of your soul" and "from any nightmare" have been accepted for publication at In Between Hangovers.

Monday, January 16, 2017

yet another dreary day

i thought i was doing everything pretty much correctly. i've cut way down on the amount sugar i put in my body. of course, being a writer, exercise really isn't part of the lifestyle. so when the doctor told me this morning my A1C was the same as last time, i wasn't very happy. so now i get to take another drug with the drug i'm currently taking and i get to stick myself every morning and check my numbers. oh goody. good thing my birthday is coming up. increases the chances of me just drinking myself to death.

i did watch some of both football games yesterday. that Dallas vs. Green Bay game was definitely an instant classic. the conference championship games coming up on Sunday should be good.

Manchester United got a draw with Liverpool yesterday, 1-1. Paul Pogba had a regrettable game, as did much of the United team. thankfully, Zlatan came through once again. i tried to be happy after the game, but honestly, it felt like 2 points lost.

The Young Pope was crazy last night. i'm not sure yet if i'm really going to like the show or not.

Homeland was good last night. it looks like they thought Hillary was going to win as well.

The Affair was excellent last night. i can't wait to see what happens in the next 2 episodes.

day 2 of the WWE UK Championship tournament was fucking great. each match was better than the last one. i was absolutely thrilled with the storytelling and the commentary. the final match between Pete Dunne and Tyler Bate was a classic. and to think that Tyler Bate is only 19 years old. he is definitely the future of the business. hopefully they shoot him to the moon now that they have him as champion.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Young Pope. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening. i might sneak in a little college basketball as well.

so i go back to the doctor in 3 months. hopefully the pill he puts me on works. i know the next time i have to give some more blood samples. fun fun fun. thanks again to my mother for the gift of Type 2 diabetes.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. i know mine could have been so much better.

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:

Catherine Wheel - Black Metallic
The Jesus and Mary Chain - Just Like Honey
Husker Du - Hardly Getting Over It
The Cure - Pictures Of You

"If you're an artist, you have to use everything to your advantage, even the pain." - FKA twigs

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:



Sunday, January 15, 2017

a night to forget

i wrote yesterday in this blog how Montreal is a house of horrors for the New York Rangers. last night was the perfect fucking example. the Rangers were up 3-2 in the 3rd period and Montreal scored 3 goals in 62 seconds to eventually win the game 5-4. it usually takes the Rangers a few years to score 4 goals on Carey Price, so it's incredibly disheartening to see them score 4 on him and still find a fucking way to lose. that building could burn to the fucking ground and i wouldn't shed one damn tear.

the Dayton Flyers started off great yesterday and did pretty much what i wanted them to do. of course, since they won, someone had to get injured in the process. hopefully Kyle Davis didn't sprain his ankle too bad. Dayton won yesterday over Duquesne 76-57. their next game is at home against league leading Richmond. since Dayton hasn't posted any video from the game, here's Duquense's coach talking about how his team got emasculated.

the WWE UK tournament yesterday was fantastic. i really enjoyed the matches and i thought Nigel McGuinness did a great job on commentary. i can't wait to see who wins the tournament later today. the obvious choice would be Pete Dunne, but i wouldn't be surprised if the WWE did a little swerve either.

Saturday Night Live was really good last night. i might have enjoyed Sturgill Simpson a little more than the comedy though.

ROH was excellent last night. it was good to see Cody Rhodes wrestle again.

Austin City Limits was much better than i thought it was going to be last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Young Pope, Homeland and The Affair.

i will probably also watch some of the NFL playoffs today as well.

of course, all of that depends on how Manchester United vs. Liverpool turns out. i really hope United drops the hammer on them today.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i have a doctor's appointment in the morning and at some damn point this week i have to get my driver's license renewed. oh goody.

i hope everyone had a good Saturday. hopefully your Sunday will be even better.

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:

Sturgill Simpson - Sugar Daddy
Jeff Buckley - Everybody Here Wants You
John Prine w/Iris Dement - In Spite of Ourselves (Live)

"In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." - Martin Luther King, Jr.

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Saturday, January 14, 2017

you ever get rejected in your dreams

i had a pretty restless night. i'm pretty sure i did nothing but toss and turn all fucking night. my television is set to turn off after 4 hours. i always love waking up before it turns off. beyond fucking frustrating. we didn't have any ice this morning. when i went out to get the paper, it was more of a freezing mist in the air that wasn't touching the ground. so maybe we won't get much of anything today.

the New York Rangers lost last night to Toronto 4-2. once again, they fell behind early and couldn't dig themselves out of the hole. they play tonight in Montreal. that building is a house of horrors for them, so i'm not expecting much.

Vice News Tonight had another excellent week of shows.

NJPW was great last night. they showed the main event from Wrestle Kingdom 11, Okada vs. Kenny Omega. i now understand what all the talk was about. it was an incredible match. it easily ranks in the top 10 of all time of pro wrestling matches i have seen.

i nearly forgot Treehouse Masters was on last night. i recorded the late showing of it and watched it this morning. it was pretty cool to see the treehouse they built, even though i didn't care much for the episode.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live, Austin City Limits and ROH.

the Dayton Flyers play at noon today at Duquesne. this is a game they really need to win. they are a better team and really need to show it today.

i'm really interested in watching the WWE UK Tournament today. it will be on the WWE Network today and tomorrow. 16 of the best wrestlers in the UK vying to be the first WWE UK Champion. there definitely should be some amazing matches.

the NFL playoffs are back on today as well. i'm sure i will watch some of those the next two days as well.

i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow before Manchester United takes on Liverpool. i figure i better do the blog before the game because who the fuck knows what i'll be like after the game.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

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:

Diane Coffee - Everyday
Lucinda Williams - Essence
Action Bronson - Easy Rider

"Nothing in fine print is ever good news." - Andy Rooney

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Friday, January 13, 2017

you'd think the world was ending

i think last night might have been my breaking point. between the pain, loneliness, depression, who the fuck knows what else... i cried myself to sleep last night. lately, solitude has been my therapist. and instead of the usual talking myself to sleep, last night was tears. i woke up this morning wondering when the poems would be coming. none yet.

i guess mom had been up since 4 in the morning. she told me that the coffee was ready, as was the cinnamon rolls. i was still sleepy, taking a piss. i went out to the kitchen and the first thing i saw was the grocery list. i had 4 things listed on it. mom had added 30. fuck me. now, i thought, i get to be like all the other assholes that will be shopping because an ice storm is coming and we could lose power and then the world will end, etc. etc. needless to say, i was not happy. more on the grocery store in a bit.

Life in Pieces was fucking hilarious last night.

Fuck, That's Delicious was great last night. they were in Oakland and San Francisco, two cities i'll probably never get to go to.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty good last night.

Caraoke Showdown is just stupid enough that i will probably like it. think Cash Cab but instead of trivia, you're singing.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Treehouse Masters and NJPW.

so when the grocery store finally called to say my pills were ready, i went. i fully expected a shit show and that's exactly what i got. parking was all the way out to the gas station. fuck me. the last time it was like this, it was New Year's Eve. thankfully, as i was looking for a spot, i saw a guy taking carts inside, so i knew i wasn't going to have look for one of those as well. i circled back and found a spot nearly on the damn road. i suppose my fat ass could use the exercise. i got a cart and went to get my pills. i noticed the woman i have written about before was working. please let me get her. please let me get her. please... fuck. no, instead i got the gay guy. welcome to my life. i got everything on the list and kept the total to under $70. i didn't hit the liquor store up. i figure next week will be my birthday and i will bring a basket along.

the ice is supposed to hit tonight into tomorrow morning. i have no clue how bad it is going to be. they usually make these things sound so horrific on the news and then it's nothing.

the order mom placed with Omaha Steaks came today, so at least i won't have to run out and get any fast food for awhile.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Toronto. hopefully the rest did them some good and they get a win tonight. i need a fucking drink.

i will try to be on here tomorrow in the morning. if the ice is bad, i'll try to get some pictures. the Dayton Flyers play at noon tomorrow, so i'd like to be on here before that. plus the WWE's UK Tournament starts tomorrow afternoon, and i'm definitely watching that.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. remember, only fuck the ones that cough.


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:

Nine Inch Nails - All Time Low
Lana Del Rey - High By the Beach
Cowboy Junkies - 'cause Cheap Is How I Feel
Weezer - El Scorcho

"Just get a bag and drop a dream in it, and you'll be surprised what happens." - Charles Nelson Reilly

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

Thursday, January 12, 2017

driving in the rain

it's been some time since i was caught driving in one of these classic Midwestern holy shit storms. but, i was trying to get some shit done today and got caught in a storm that made me laugh. i could barely see anything it was raining so bad. of course, i kept driving. i figured i was on roads i knew like the back of my hand, so i'm good; just slow down. plus, i figured the rain would get all the salt and dirt off of the vehicle. of course, i wasn't planning on another downpour hitting as i was at the takeout window placing an order. that was fun.

i sent out 15 poems today. 6 each to ZYX and Beautiful Losers and 3 to Yellow Mama. when i hear back from these places i will pass on the verdicts.

after i left the post office, i was on a mission to find some cheap picture frames. i only found 2 of the 5 i needed, so i guess a trip to a craft store is coming up soon. mom wanted me to get some cash out of her account. thankfully her bank has an ATM in the next town over. that's way better than driving 20 miles out into the sticks to get the money.

the arthritis in these rain storms is almost a dull ache anymore. what that tells me is my pain tolerance is still top notch. of course, it's not fun when the arthritis is bad enough that typing and writing is a fucking chore.

i was really looking forward to the Dayton Flyers game last night. they were getting back their best player and was playing at a place they haven't won in the regular season since 2004; the perfect time for revenge. instead, Dayton went out and played like absolute shit. foul trouble, turnovers, stupid fucking decisions, more turnovers, did i mention turnovers? (Dayton had 19 turnovers in the game). that all lead to a 67-55 loss to UMass that never really felt that close. Dayton plays again on Saturday at Duquesne, so hopefully they get this bad taste out of their mouth quickly. the A10 is full of landmines this season, and Dayton just hit one last night.

the mid-season finale of Lucha Underground had a few holy shit moments last night. the show comes back in the summer.

NXT was excellent last night. i could watch The Revival wrestle #D.I.Y. all day long and never get bored.

Total Divas was fucking ridiculous as usual.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Life in Pieces, Fuck, That's Delicious, Lip Sync Battle and Caraoke Showdown.

i guess my sister's job interview went well this morning. she's supposed to hear back by next week if she's got the job or not. i think she wants it as i don't think she wants to be unemployed too long. i believe her financial planner is thinking the same thing.

i know i have to go to the grocery store tomorrow as i have my own pills to pick up. plus, since there's a damn ice storm coming Friday night, it should be a shit show of panicky motherfuckers buying groceries like the world is coming to an end. i'll be in the liquor store, that's for sure.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. you can find that by going here:
https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/id934576040?mt=2

that's all for today kids. we just had a cold front move through and it's gone from 60 to 39. 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:

Queen - Who Wants to Live Forever
Indigo Girls - Least Complicated
Filter - Hey Man, Nice Shot

"The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time." - Jack London

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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

testing my patience

so i ended up going to the funeral today. i was a little surprised that mom lasted as long as she did. we didn't go to the cemetery but we were at the funeral home for almost 2 hours. i saw most of my cousins and whatnot. i didn't talk much as i certainly wasn't in the mood. when the service started, the cousin that molested me sat right in front of me. all i could think was pure fucking evil. i used to laugh when god would shove this shit in my face. now, it's just infuriating. i found it quite interesting that my mother never got mentioned at all in the service. i suppose that answers my question from the other day. purely selfish. these are the days i like to slink away with a book and a bottle of something strong. one day i'll make Dylan Thomas look like an amateur.

but, i survived it all. mom is certainly feeling the effects of being out for that long. she'll spend the rest of the day on her back with an ice pack. my sister is already back on the road home. she leaves for a cruise this weekend i believe. i think she gets back on my birthday.

so that's enough family for me for quite some time.

we had thunderstorms roll through here last night. the satellite was fucked up for about 20 minutes or so. it happened right as the President was starting to give his farewell address. i guess mother nature is a Trump supporter.

Smackdown was pretty good, for what i actually got to see. i wish they would have done the Cena match differently, but he likes to bury young talent as well.

205 Live was really good. i think they are really starting to find a groove on the show.

Taboo was interesting last night. it is certainly a very dark show. i did like that it looked like 1814 London and was pretty accurate for the period. Tom Hardy's character is beyond tortured. it was a bit of a mind fuck at times, but i enjoy that. i certainly will be back for the next episode.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, the mid season finale of Lucha Underground and Total Divas, i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the Dayton Flyers play tonight at UMass. Charles Cooke is back for Dayton. hopefully he stays healthy for the rest of the season. i'm really hoping Dayton plays great tonight and wins big. the game is on CBS Sports Network.

i did listen to the latest Jim Norton & Sam Roberts podcast today. you can check it out by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/jimandsamshow/ep-008-bert-kreischer

it's raining again here. joy.

i think i'm going to spend the rest of the afternoon deciding what poems are going to go where for my next batch of submissions.

i hope everyone has a great day. tell your loved ones you love them. and remember, love the earth, get cremated.

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:

The Jesus and Mary Chain - Reverence
Concrete Blonde - Tomorrow, Wendy
The Band - It Makes No Difference
Metallica - Bleeding Me

"The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook." - William James

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Tuesday, January 10, 2017

nothing like listening to the wind roar

in typical Ohio winter, it got warmer today and melted all the snow. that was. of course, after we had an ice storm. now the wind is whipping around 40 mph or so. sure enough, i have to put the trash out later. can't wait to see where it ends up.

i have no clue if i'm going to the funeral tomorrow or not. mom isn't feeling well and if she ends up going, i doubt she stays long. and i'm her ride, so... my sister is coming down in the morning. she was able to get a job interview changed so she could be at the funeral.

i did write another poem late last night. i typed up all 8 poems this morning. i really like a few of them. i need to get another round of submissions out, but i may wait until i get a little closer to my birthday.

if any of you feel inclined to get me something for my birthday, you can always check my Amazon.com Wish List. it's on the right hand side of the blog. cash works as well.

i was looking forward to Monday Night Raw last night. needless to say, when i fell asleep during it, i was disappointed. now, i was awake to see Chris Jericho with the US Title last night. that made me happy, although it probably means Roman Reigns is going to win the Universal Title from Kevin Owens at the Royal Rumble. boo.

i did watch the last quarter of the Alabama vs. Clemson game last night. at least Ohio State lost to the team that won the championship.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown and Taboo. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

Manchester United won 2-0 today at home against Hull City. it was the first leg of the EFL Cup semi-finals. United probably could have had half a dozen goals today if they would have gotten a little luck and if they were more clinical. Juan Mata and Marouane Fellaini scored in the second half. the second leg will be played in 16 days. United next plays Liverpool on Sunday.

that's all for me today kids. i have trash i need to get picked up. i don't think i need to go next door as they have had way too many people over there already 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:

Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Bright Eyes - Four Winds
Shrug - Ice
Hunter & The Bear - Blood Red Skies

"Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it." - Robinson Jeffers

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:

as the sun glistens the autumn leaves

my poem "as the sun glistens the autumn leaves" has been published at Duane's PoeTree. you can find the poem by going here: http://duanespoetree.blogspot.com/2017/01/jj-campbell-writes.html

Monday, January 9, 2017

i guess i'm too bitter to be naive

i really have no clue why it took my uncle's family so god damn long to get him into hospice. was it that they were too fucking naive about cancer and death? were they so fucking selfish that they had to have him at home? it never made any damn sense to me, but it was never my place to say anything. so my uncle went to hospice yesterday. they cleaned him up and 10 minutes later he was dead. i figured his goal was to make it to Christmas and since he achieved that, it shouldn't be too long... the service is on Wednesday. i'm not looking forward to it. my uncle died without ever knowing what one his daughters did to me. now, i put that on my mother since she chose to not tell anyone about it. so, there's an ocean of feelings for me going into this one. i respected my mother's wishes of not telling him myself, but now i get to spend a funeral where the cousin that molested me will be just a few feet away. the stages of grief, they are all fucked up for me. i went a quarter century not being around my uncle, always thinking that my mother and father had told him why. and then to think that we moved next door to him so he could live out his final days around his sister. i have no fucking clue if we are staying here or not now. i was thinking in the car today that there's probably only 5% of me that's left that doesn't want to die. i have no fucking clue how much longer i can live for that 5%. and i know damn well Wednesday is going to be a shit show where i'm supposed to have a brave face on and not embarrass anyone or make a scene. it's not easy for me to swallow everything that has happened to me and pretend it never fucking existed in the first place. it's even harder when you know the people that are supposed to love you simply don't give a shit. and to think all i ever really wanted was for someone to say i'm sorry. nearly 35 years later, i doubt sorry fucking cuts it now. and when i've exhausted the poems about it, where the fuck do i go from there? so yeah, the funeral will be on Wednesday. i'll be highly medicated.
http://www.gilbert-fellers.com/notices/Donald-Holland

i thought The Golden Globes was pretty good last night. being a very liberal person, i enjoyed all the shots at the incoming king. i would say president, but i know better. i was really happy for Donald Glover. i thought Atlanta was a really amazing show. the two awards last night proved it.

The Affair was a bit of a holy fuck episode last night.

the football games went how i expected them to last night. next week's games should be better.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

sure, i know Alabama is playing Clemson tonight for the national championship. if Ohio State was playing, i'd be watching. i suppose the football game will be on during commercials.

i did write 7 poems today, shocker. i certainly wasn't in the mood to type them up. maybe i'll do that later tonight.

i got the artwork i ordered from Etsy today. it's fucking awesome. here's a link to the shop:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/JamesLinckeCreations

i went to the grocery store this afternoon, mostly just to get out of the damn house. for most of the time i was in the store, i was sort of like a zombie. but then i happened to turn up an aisle and be behind this beautiful black woman wearing tight sweatpants. something about watching as ass shake that snaps you right out of being a zombie. yes, the poem is already written.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays. and i will probably have some more poems written and all of them typed up (hopefully).

my mom is depressed, which i completely understand. as i wrote today, sometimes when we grow old we enter a perpetual state of grief. i'm only 40, so i don't know if there's any fucking way out of it yet.

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:

Fitz & The Tantrums - Songs for a Breakup: Volume 1 EP
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Burning Rome
Red Wanting Blue - My Name Is Death (Live)
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"I've never been an optimist." - Joan Baez

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