Tuesday, August 14, 2012

and here comes the sun fucking up my gloomy day

did something today that i rarely or ever do. edit. while going through some unpublished work, came across two poems i like but decided they needed a little editing. as a firm believer in Allen Ginsberg's "First Thought Best Thought" this is something i hardly ever do. but seeing as these poems have been rejected a few times, what could it hurt. these thoughts will be put to the test as the poems will be included in the 6 poems i'm sending out tomorrow. i suppose in the grand scheme of things, this is nothing more than keeping myself entertained so i don't harm myself or others. it's worked for the majority of my 36 years...

here's hoping the Yankees can build off of last night and get this train really rolling again. and i tip my hat to Derek Lowe, congrats on shutting me the fuck up.

not willing to believe any of the reports i see out of the UK, i have no good Manchester United news. hopefully soon. and hopefully no players get injured in the Wednesday national team friendlies. i'd actually like the team to start relatively healthy and stay that way for a change.

no updates on any new poems. i'm hoping for a nice long writing session Thursday after the Yankee day game. either that or the weekend. but i'm pretty sure i have all the music i need to set the mood.

music today:

Grouplove - Never Trust A Happy Song
Bruce Springsteen - Darkness on the Edge of Town
Butch Walker and the Black Widows - The Spade

"Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see." - Arthur Schopenhauer

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