and the words keep on coming

i wrote 5 more poems while in the waiting room this afternoon. i think mom was with the doctor for almost 45 minutes or so. that brings my total for the month up to 40 poems. this is easily the most productive month for me in years. i typed them up when we got back from my uncle's house. i really like all 5 of them.

it's been windy as fuck here today so it must be time to put out the trash. it never fucking fails.

the New York Rangers played much, MUCH better last night and had a holy shit, Rick Nash sighting as they defeated Florida 4-2. the Islanders lost as well last night, so that opens up a bit of a gap. that is a good thing. the Rangers play tomorrow against Boston.

i enjoyed The Voice last night. tonight is the last night for the battle rounds.

Monday Night Raw had some very good moments last night but is just too damn long to be great anymore. Kevin Owens vs. AJ Styles was excellent. they fucked over KO and put him in a 7 man ladder match at WrestleMania. now, the match will be great, but i really wanted Kevin Owens vs. Sami Zayn to go one on one. thankfully, i was in a chat with some wrestling friends last night, that made the show more fun than usual.

i also watched some of Men in Blazers last night, just so i could relive the Manchester United win once again.

Gotham was fucking awesome last night. things got crazy much quicker than i expected. so i know the rest of this season is going to be great.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice. i'll probably also watch some Deadliest Catch to get ready for the season premiere next week.

i woke up this morning to the news of the terror attacks in Belgium. i immediately thought about the friends i have in Europe. i'm really to the left on most things in life; all drugs should be legal, fuck your god, etc, etc. i told my mother that maybe if we actually thought about not shoving our way of life down the throat of the world for a change, maybe there wouldn't be so much violence in the world. but, what do i know? we keep people ignorant so we can control them and then get shocked when these people decide to kill. i'm not so naive that i think there actually can be a world without violence. i mean, what the fuck would i write about if stupid people didn't exist? but, i'm also enough of a dreamer to believe that if you educated people and did everything possible to eliminate poverty in the world, i do believe there would be less need to be violent. i often challenge Christians to show me the part of the New Testament where Jesus said fuck the poor. i also explain to them if you actually believe in Jesus, you should be a socialist like he was, but that is usually when their heads will start to spin. i don't ever want to wake up in a fucking utopia. your perfection is not mine. i wrote a poem today that said terrorist attacks are nothing more than programming for news channels. it's so sad to realize how true that really fucking is.

i have no clue what i have going on tomorrow. i figure i'll be on here sometime, probably enjoying some hate mail. good times.

i heard from my former lesbian lover today. she read a poem i wrote about "us" that got published. she said it was true J.J. i decided rather than ask, i took that as a good thing.

i hope everyone had a good day. i will keep Belgium in my mind tonight. i don't really believe that prayer helps in these moments. i mean, look how much the world prays every damn day and look what happens. free will. such a dangerous tool.

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:

David Bowie - Life On Mars? (Live)
Beck - Dreams
Fun Lovin' Criminals - Scooby Snacks
TV On The Radio - Will Do

"I don't write for an auditorium full of people. I don't write for the microphone; I write for the page." - Billy Collins

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