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i sent out 31 poems this morning. thankfully, my new mouse worked great, so i didn't have to do much typing. with the rain in the area, that was nearly fucking perfect. i sent 3 poems each to Mad Swirl and The Beatnik Cowboy; 5 each to Horror Sleaze Trash (3 already published), Alien Buddha Press, Academy Of The Heart And Mind, Otoliths and Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication). when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.
i was up late because the New York Yankees won in Oakland last night, 5-1. they saved all of their offense for late in the game. but, it was a victory they really needed. hopefully, they will win the series tonight.
Smackdown was pretty good last night.
205 Live was really good last night.
Fuck That's Delicious was hilarious last night.
the season finale of Hard Knocks was pretty good last night.
the premiere of Mayans M.C. was excellent last night. i think i will really like this show.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lucha Underground, Big Brother and Mr. Mercedes. i'll watch NXT and the Mae Young Classic sometime tonight on WWE Network.
besides doing all the poetry work today, i've been helping mom reorganize her closet. she's not able to lift anything above her head. so, i've been putting all the boxes she wants up on the top shelf for her.
i know at some point we need to go down to Best Buy and get a new television. that might happen tomorrow, or it might have to wait for the weekend when my sister is here for her birthday.
i don't think they have picked up the trash yet today. i'm guessing they are waiting for it to start raining for that to happen. the fuckers.
today, i truly have felt like one of my favorite lines from my mother... busier than 9 cats covering up shit in a windstorm.
i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know mom has a phone call with some kind of nurse tomorrow that i think she wants me to sit in on. i'm hoping that's not too early in the morning.
la muerte es solo una larga siesta
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:
Lonesome River Band - Perfume, Powder & Lead
Shooter Jennings - Gone to Carolina
Morgane & Chris Stapleton - You Are My Sunshine
"I won't be a rock star. I will be a legend." - Freddie Mercury
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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