when you have to convince yourself you slept instead of...

i'm pretty sure what sleep was for me last night was 5 1/2 hours of being unable to get my back into a comfortable position. so with that killing me today, my sister went alone to see our father's family. i doubt i'm going to miss much.

the New York Yankees lost again last night, 6-3. thankfully, i believe that was enough to waive the white flag. they traded Andrew Miller to the Indians this morning for 4 prospects. 2 of them are in the Indians top 5. for some reason, they traded for former Yankee Tyler Clippard. i guess they wanted a veteran arm in a depleted bullpen now. but, the good news, the Yankees now have 7 of top 100 prospects in all of baseball. that's one way to rebuild a farm system. now, if they can just get rid of Nova. McCann, A-Rod, Tex and Beltran, i'll be thrilled. hopefully they will get swept by the Rays today.

i finally got a chance to watch The Night Before last night. i believe i have a new go to Christmas movie. that was fucking hilarious. my sister loved it as well.

we saw the fireworks last night from the community picnic. thankfully, it was a nice enough night that you could actually have a beer while standing in the driveway watching.

ROH was excellent last night. it's been awhile since i've seen someone get their head shaved on television. classic heel move. good stuff.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Power, The Night Of, Ballers, Vice Principals, Last Week Tonight, Ray Donovan and Roadies.

i did see that Manchester United won their friendly yesterday in Sweden. and it was good to see that it took less than 4 minutes for the King of Sweden to score.

i got my laundry done yesterday. i think i did tweak my back a little while bending down to get the clothes out of the dryer. good times.

i saw this the other day and had to laugh. it's so fucking true.

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:

The Band - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
Shovels & Rope - The Devil Is All Around
Ryan Bingham - The Weary Kind

"If you want to see the true measure of a man, watch how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." - J.K. Rowling

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

it never fails

at some point every fucking summer, i'll wake up full of snot. such a fucking joy.

we got over an inch of rain yesterday. thankfully, it mostly stopped by the time the shows i wanted to watch came on last night.

the New York Yankees crash to reality continued last night, losing 5-1 to a god awful Tampa team. the owner was at the game, so hopefully his eyes saw what the rest of us already know. SELL, SELL, SELL. hopefully the losing continues tonight.

NJPW was really good last night. next week looks like it's going to be amazing.

Treehouse Masters was great last night. to see a treehouse built like a Frank Lloyd Wright house was amazing to watch. and to have it overlooking a lake was awesome.

so with it raining last night and me being a glutton for punishment, i did my closet project. it's a little more organized. i think i rearranged around 30,000 of the 40,000+ baseball cards i have. i'd love to sell all of them someday. that would certainly give me more room in my closet.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

my laundry is just about halfway done. hopefully i get it done before my sister gets down here. i think she's coming down for the weekend.

tomorrow, my sister and i are (i guess) going to see my father's family. i don't think i've seen them in a "reunion" type setting since the early 90's. so, the rest of today will be getting my mind ready for a mindfuck tomorrow.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. take it easy and then take it again.

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 Black Crowes - Sister Luck (Live)
Grouplove - Welcome to Your Life
The Pharcyde - Passin' Me By
John Moreland - Break My Heart Sweetly
Slayer - Raining Blood

"I've always liked the minds of criminals, they seem similar to artists." - Richard Linklater

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

one of these days i'll be given the green light to...

i'm one of these hyper sensitive fucks who is probably paranoid about his surroundings and whatnot. so, to watch my mother almost get hit by a woman backing out her car because she wasn't paying attention infuriates me. mom got out of the way. like the dumb ass i am, i stood there to see if the bitch would hit me. she didn't. it baffles me how many people don't pay attention ALL of the fucking time. especially when you happen to be behind the wheel of something that can kill. i used to joke with my mother that i'm only living waiting for god to give me the go ahead to thin the herd. i'm too old to joke about it now.

we went out to lunch and to Menards today. i wanted some cheap shelves to try to organize my closet better. that's the weekend project. plus, i needed some better containers for the bird food and whatever else we could find while the sale was going on. we were in there for 2 hours i think. i guess we walked off lunch.

i think my angry side came out last night. both of the poems that got published last night; i thought that they had been rejected already. so imagine my horror when i noticed that i had already sent one off in another submission. thankfully, the publisher that got fucked in this understood and was thankful that i got in touch with her immediately. i'd like to think i have a pretty good reputation built up over the 21 years i've been published. the last thing i want to do is to start shitting on that. so, sorry to say it, but a certain place won't be seeing work from me again.

Big Brother went as i expected last night. i didn't mind seeing Frank leaving. i love that Paul is the new HOH.

Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll was excellent last night. i'm going to have to find that version of I Can't Stand the Rain they performed. so, so good.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NJPW and Treehouse Masters.

the New York Yankees start a series in Tampa tonight. if they are really serious about making the playoffs, they have to win all 3 games down there. i doubt that happens. if it doesn't, this series should be the last one for a few of the players. the trade deadline is coming soon.

it's raining right now, so my body is starting to take a turn for the worse. good times.

hopefully everyone has a great weekend. i know the community picnic is going on out here. i have lived in this area since 1997. i have been to the picnic exactly 0 times. if i wanted to see a bunch of white people walking around thinking they are having fun, i'd watch fox news all day long.

i figure between my closet and my laundry, my weekend is pretty much set.

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:

Tom Waits - Goin' Out West (Live)
Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)
David Bowie - Life On Mars? (Live)
Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - Beautiful Loser (Live)
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here (Live)

"Music is all about wanting to be better at it." - Geddy Lee

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

my 2 poems in The Australian Times Vol. 4 #15

my poems "remember the school dance" and "the desire to accept the pain" have been published in The Australian Times Vol. 4 #15. you can find the poems by going here:
http://www.theaustraliatimes.com/magazine/poetry/issue/415/#58

apparently, my pain radius is around 100 miles or so

i tossed and turned all night long last night. i couldn't get my back into a comfortable position for most of it. my arthritis was killing me. i figured it had to be raining. when i finally got up, it wasn't raining at all. that rain was down in southern Ohio/northern Kentucky. so i'm guessing if i have to move somewhere so i don't feel the pain of rain coming and going, i'll be going to a desert somewhere. good times.

the New York Yankees pissed away a golden chance yesterday to gain ground in the playoff race by losing to Houston 4-1. in other words, they went back to reality. they are off tonight. they start a series in that dump in Tampa tomorrow.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. i knew Michelle had won the VETO comp, but i was more impressed with how she did it. i'm pretty sure Frank will be evicted tonight, unless the producers decide to pull some bullshit.

Tyrant was excellent last night. the show is incredibly real at times, especially with the drone attacks and the deaths of children, etc. i was stunned by the end of the show, but i should have seen it coming.

NXT was great last night. i love that they have set up Samoa Joe vs. Nakamura for the next Takeover event in Brooklyn. dream match alert. plus, it was so cool to watch Ibushi make his NXT debut.

CWC was excellent last night as well. i really enjoyed watching Zack Sabre, Jr. wrestle. he is fucking amazing.

Any Given Wednesday was pretty funny last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother and Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll.

i will say one thing, the man can give a speech:

i listened to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. it was a classic interview with Michael Cole, plus a recap from the world of wrestling. check it out by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2016/7/28/wrestling-podcast-92-michael-cole

if i would have felt better today, i'm sure i would have at least started my laundry. i still have two toilets to clean. good times.

at least the fucking weekend is closer to being here.

i hope this finds everyone hoping that the political season would already be over.

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: (look for the creative poem boys and girls)

Fantastic Negrito - Lost in a Crowd
Kid Rock - Only God Knows Why
The Replacements - I'll Be You
Valerie June - Pushin' Against A Stone
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes

"I want to live my life, not record it." - Jackie Kennedy

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

the joys of the local newspaper

when i saw the headline in the local newspaper today, i laughed my ass off. so, i guess next door to the farm where we used to live, some jackass wants to open a paintball facility. i told my mother thank fucking god she sold that when she did. and thank god i'm not living there anymore. one reason why i don't miss living in the sticks.

the New York Yankees won again last night, 6-3. that's 4 games over .500 now. they go for the sweep tonight down in Houston.

Smackdown Live last night was a bit disappointing, especially when you compare it to Monday Night Raw. they really didn't show off any of the people from NXT that were drafted. the only real surprise was Dolph Ziggler winning the main event to face Dean Ambrose at SummerSlam. i did get a little excited to see that Shelton Benjamin is coming back. maybe they put him with American Alpha and let pure wrestling magic happen.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night. i knew the ending that was coming, but that didn't make it any less dramatic.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Tyrant and Any Given Wednesday. i'll be watching NXT and CWC on WWE Network tonight as well.

i got some great FREE music on NoiseTrade this morning. i'll provide the links below in the music section.

mom decided she wanted to get out of the house for a bit today, so we went out to lunch. nothing exciting to report, sadly.

i think tomorrow may be laundry day. of course, it's supposed to rain tomorrow as well. so i might as well throw in folding clothes to my fucking misery.

i hope everyone is doing good.

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:

Letters to Cleo - From Boston Massachusetts
HONNE - Warm on a Cold Night EP

"The most rabidly religious people are the most rabidly evil." - Juliana Hatfield

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

sometimes you manage to outrun the demons

today would have been my father's 70th birthday. i mentioned the other day that part of the reason why i think i'm writing so much these days is mostly because that demon that was my father is gone. somehow, even though i first thought of killing myself at the age of 8, i still managed to outlive the one that i always felt wanted my death the most. i wouldn't say i look at it as victory or just... perhaps it's simply how life is supposed to go. i do know i haven't even scratched the fucking surface on poems about him. i will probably be writing about those horrors until the day i die. but i can literally feel a weight off of me. perhaps i'll actually get to have a life now. i won't hold my breath, but it certainly would be nice.

the New York Yankees won last night in Houston, 2-1. they are going to fuck around and think they still actually have a chance to make the playoffs. dammit. i already saw the owner say he won't let the GM trade off everyone. this team needs a fire sale so damn bad, it's so easy for everyone to see.

Monday Night Raw was excellent last night. new music, new set, new voice on commentary (thank fucking god for Corey Graves). i was thrilled with making Finn Balor the winner of the main event last night. that sets up Finn vs. Seth Rollins at SummerSlam. dream match alert. also, i was so damn happy to see Sasha Banks win the women's championship last night. i don't think they could have asked for a better showing of what the new era will look like. hopefully Smackdown is just as good tonight.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Deadliest Catch.

i got some excellent music on NoiseTrade today for FREE. i'll post the link in the music section below.

for some fucking reason, our garage door went up on its own twice today. i'm thinking we might have had an electrical storm given that my uncle complained that none of the things he had charging in his garage next door actually charged last night. of course, given that it's my father's birthday, i automatically started thinking of ghosts.

i didn't catch much of the Democratic convention last night, and i'm hoping to miss most of it. although, there was one speech that i did catch:

this country is going to look back and realize just how stupid they were to go against everything in the last 8 years. just think how far we would be past all this bullshit if the Republicans were just smart enough to give the President what he wanted and then take all the credit for it in the end. oh yeah, i forgot, racism doesn't allow shit like that to happen.

i have trash to pick up around here and i will hopefully get a shower done before the fucking rain comes. i've been achy all damn day.

i hope this finds everyone in good spirits or just drunk as hell.

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 Big Ol' Nasty Getdown - Volume 1
Father John Misty - Real Love Baby
American Aquarium - Man I'm Supposed to Be

"An intellectual is a person who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex." - Aldous Huxley

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

my 4 poems at Because Eileen

my poems "never expose the truth", "tragedy in dallas", "social media" and "the beautiful chaos" have been published at Because Eileen. you can find the poems by going here:
http://www.becauseeileen.com/j-j-campbell

Alexis told me yesterday that my poem "frogs" should be posted within a fortnight.

power napping my way through life

i had it all planned out. i would be done with all my Sunday night viewing sometime around 5 AM. a quick power nap and then it would be time to watch Manchester United. so, i got a quick 2 hours of sleep. i woke up to see that the game between United and Manchester Shitty had been cancelled. ok, time to get more sleep. another quick 3 hour power nap and i was basically up for the rest of the day. i'm sure i'm taking years off of my life by not getting good sleep. oh well.

the New York Yankees won yesterday 5-2. they start a road series tonight in Houston. they made a pretty big trade today, sending their closer to the Cubs for 4 players. i think the 4 players they are getting from Chicago are better than the 4 they gave to the Reds to get Chapman in the first place. all in all, excellent job by Brian Cashman for a change.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. i'm sure CBS is kicking themselves for not having the feeds on when a 6 hour endurance competition happens.

Ballers was excellent last night. Vice Principals was fucking hilarious. The Night Of continues to be fucking brilliant. Power was excellent with a great oh shit ending. Ray Donovan was pretty good. Roadies was very good. Last Week Tonight was brilliantly funny as fuck once again.

WWE Battleground last night was good. of course, i would have booked it a little differently, but the matches i wanted to be great were. i was so happy to see Bayley be Sasha Banks' partner in her tag match. hopefully the powers that be recognized the pop the crowd gave her. Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn stole the show once again. it was a 5 star match for sure, even with Sami's fuck up. i'm fine with the title still being on Dean Ambrose. it should make for an interesting Monday Night Raw tonight.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight as i will be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i did send out 13 poems today. 3 to Mad Swirl and 5 each to Because Eileen and Your One Phone Call. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts' Show podcast today. it was great as always. you can find it by going here: http://notsam.com/srshow/2016/7/25/srshow-taylor-strecker-is-dating-a-girl

i hope everyone had a great weekend. i think i have another power nap coming on.

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:

Luniz - I Got 5 On It
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon

"The big artist keeps an eye on nature and steals her tools." - Thomas Eakins

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

the genius switch is always on

my poem "the genius switch is always on" has been published at In Between Hangovers. you can find the poem by going here: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2016/07/25/the-genius-switch-is-always-on-by-j-j-campbell/

the words always get in the way

i was hoping to fall asleep after my morning piss this morning. i know i'm going to be up really late tonight, so i was hoping to get more than 5 hours of sleep. but, as i tried to go back to sleep, the words "i'm not a social creature, my butterfly has to be pushed into such things" popped into my head. fuck. so i laid there and tried to fall asleep while assembling a poem. as you might have imagined, the poem won. i wrote it and typed it up this morning. i really like it. i'm tempted to include it in the next round of submissions, but i think i'll hold off for now.

the New York Yankees pissed away a chance to win yesterday and lost 2-1 in 12 innings. hopefully they will lose in 9 innings today. the rumors are saying they are close to trading their closer. music to my fucking ears. sell sell sell.

ROH was really good last night. Adam Cole being in the Bullet Club is great. i could watch him and Kyle O'Reilly fight forever.

enjoy some music:

now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Power, The Night Of, Ballers, Vice Principals, Last Week Tonight, Ray Donovan and Roadies. of course, that's all weather permitting as we're supposed to have some monster storms roll through tonight.

i will be spending most of the night watching WWE Battleground on WWE Network. this should be a very interesting ppv tonight, that should show the direction they are going in now that the draft is over.

i did watch some of the UFC on FOX last night. it was nice to see some good fighting for a change.

i did get a decent amount of sleep yesterday. the trick is to find a soccer game that you don't care about the outcome. i find that and golf the easiest to fall asleep to. now, turn the volume down if you are listening to the soccer matches in Spanish.

i should be on here tomorrow after sending out some poems and writing some checks.

i hope you 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:

The Cure - Pictures Of You
Gary Jules - Mad World
Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen - If It Be Your Will

"If God were suddenly condemned to live the life which He has inflicted upon men, He would kill Himself." - Alexandre Dumas

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

another day meant for air conditioning

i think i actually broke a sweat walking to get the paper this morning. mind you, it was a little after nine in the morning. i doubt i go outside much at all today.

i did do a little poetry work this morning. i believe i have 13 poems i'm going to send out on Monday, most likely. i'm pretty happy with this batch as this is completely going against what i normally do in the summer. i think i have written more in the last 6 weeks than i have in the past five summers combined. i think i may know why as well. more on that in 3 days (what would have been my father's 70th birthday).

the New York Yankees won last night, 3-2. it helps that the Giants made 4 errors and lost their best player in the 4th inning. the two teams play again this afternoon.

Big Brother went how i wanted last night. i'm pretty sure the producers wanted Tiffany to march right back in the house. i wanted Victor to win, mostly because he could at least be a threat to the other guys in the house. thankfully, Victor did win.

NJPW was really good last night.

Treehouse Masters was pretty cool. they happened to be building a treehouse on the property of the drink i was drinking watching the show.
http://www.animalplanet.com/tv-shows/treehouse-masters/angry-orchard-build/
http://www.animalplanet.com/tv-shows/treehouse-masters/videos/how-bout-them-apples/

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

if i get bored enough today, i might just send out the poems. i know there's supposed to be some storms later today and probably more tomorrow.

mom went to the grocery store this morning. she isn't back yet, so i bet it's fucking packed.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. take it easy and then take it again.

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:

Death Valley Dreams - Words Like Fire
Reignwolf - Are You Satisfied?
The Black Crowes - Girl from a Pawnshop
Amy Winehouse - Valerie
Father John Misty - I'm Writing a Novel

"I do a great deal of research - particularly in the apartments of tall blondes." - Raymond Chandler

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

in the middle of your chest

my poem "in the middle of your chest" has been published in Bad Acid Laboratories, Inc. #3. you can find the poem by going here: https://badacidlaboratories.wordpress.com/j-j-campbell-greg-hanson/

a morning thunderstorm surely sets the tone

i had the misfortune of turning on the television last night, hoping to catch the local weather. instead i got to hear a snippet of a douchebag scream about this horrible country that apparently only he can save. that to me sounded a bit too much like Hitler for my liking. and it also brings up the point, if this country is so damn bad, why is Trump still here? oh that's right, he makes money off of chaos and despair. but the night did bring back one of my favorite words...

dystopia

i always wondered if i would live long enough to see the book of Revelations. if a certain jackass gets elected, i think i may have my answer.

we had a thunderstorm roll through here this morning. i've been achy since the moment i woke up this morning. good times.

i wrote 3 poems this afternoon and typed them up. i really like them and probably will include them in my next round of submissions.

the New York Yankees came back to reality yesterday and lost 4-1. they start a series with the Giants tonight. i wouldn't be shocked if a trade happened between the two teams. maybe not this weekend, but certainly by the end of the month.

Big Brother went as i expected last night. tonight will be the Battle Back competition. the first 5 evicted houseguests will compete against each other to see who goes back into the house.

Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll was really good last night. i was happy to see Robert Kelly get more lines this week. he's one of my favorite comedians.

enjoy some music:

now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, NJPW and Treehouse Masters.

i did listen to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast yesterday. it was excellent. if you want to hear an amazing interview with #BROKEN Matt Hardy and some great insights on the draft, go here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2016/7/21/wrestling-podcast-91-broken-matt-hardy

i saw this picture today and i thought it really summed up things precisely:

i saw that Manchester United lost to Borussia Dortmund over in China today, 4-1. good thing it's only the preseason. i just want them to be ready by the time the games actually matter.

the New York Rangers signed both of their restricted free agents today, Kevin Hayes and Chris Kreider. i really like both deals. the GM had a much better offseason this season than last. hopefully that means a better season, especially in the playoffs this coming year.

that's all for me kids. i need to go take a long shower and see if i can get my bones to stop aching.

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:

Cassius w/Cat Power - Feel Like Me
Jill & Micah - Grew On Me
Ryan Bingham - Bluebird
Van Halen - Cabo Wabo
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed

"Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge." - Don Henley

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

when the air starts to feel like hell

nothing quite like going out to get the morning paper and it feels like it's already 90 degrees outside. i believe the heatwave has started.

the New York Yankees won again last night, 5-0. 4 wins in a row. first time they have been 2 games over .500 since early April. i really hope this isn't causing the geniuses running the team to think they have a chance. they go for the series sweep this afternoon.

Big Brother was pretty funny last night. i believe Tiffany will be evicted tonight although i think the producers will try to make the viewers think someone else is going.

Tyrant was fucking amazing last night. they ended on the brutal murder of the president's daughter, so i really expect the show to go fucking nuts now.

Lucha Underground was great last night. it was the right way to end season 2. plenty of things that could get carried over to season 3 with some great wrestling to go along with it. plus, when you end the show with a man enjoying the blood of his former master and the owner going to prison, the possibilities of where it goes from there is limitless.

WWE NXT was really good last night. 3 great matches that served as a goodbye to some of the people that got drafted to Smackdown. plus, Bayley is simply amazing. she reminds of all the great babyfaces from the 80's.

the CWC last night was great. i really enjoyed seeing some wrestlers i haven't seen ever. plus, it was so good to see Tozawa wrestling in a WWE ring. this tournament is easily the best thing the WWE has done in years.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother and Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll.

hopefully the air conditioning keeps running today. i have some cleaning around the house to do and i don't want to be trying to clean in a fucking inferno.

i'll probably catch up on some podcasts today as well. and who knows, i might watch some baseball.

i hope this finds everyone keeping cool.

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:

Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger
Hayes Carll - She Left Me For Jesus
Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - Ernest Hemingway

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

gettin' shit done

it's always nice to have a day where you actually get some shit done you wanted to. more than 4 hours of sleep. get to the bank and back home before 2 PM. write some poems and get them typed up. explain to your neighbors that Trump is actually running for King and not President. good times.

i always love going to the bank. i always love the looks on the faces of all the black people in there when they see a hairy fat white fuck come in, usually with a couple checks and a few rolls of coins. the funny part to me is none of them probably know i grew up in this black town and have always felt fine around anyone.

i wrote 2 poems this afternoon. i typed them up and i really, really, like them. i figure they will be part of my next round of submissions, probably in the next week or so.

as for the Trump thing, i read the story today that he wants his VP to do all the work; the long hours, the meetings, the hard work of getting assholes to do what you want, etc. so, he really doesn't want to be President, he just wants to be called that. i believe that is what you call a King. so, if this country truly wants to undo the Declaration of Independence, so be it. but, i will be moving. probably not to Canada either. i'm thinking somewhere in Costa Rica where i can at least get decent wi-fi so i can still blog and post pictures.

the New York Yankees whipped Baltimore last night, 7-1. they have won 6 out of their last 9 games and have picked up exactly 0 games in the wild card race. hence why i believe they should start trading off everyone they can. they aren't making the playoffs this season. they play the Orioles again tonight.

Deadliest Catch was pretty good last night.

Smackdown was pretty interesting although, i didn't like most of the draft. to have Kevin Owens drafted as late as he was was truly a fucking insult. now, i do like that him and Sami Zayn will continue to FIGHT FOREVER. also, a night without John Cena is music to my ears. Finn Balor finally got called up from NXT. i think Raw easily "won" the draft as it looks like Smackdown is top heavy (Cena, Styles, Ambrose, Wyatt) and will become the feeder show for Raw once again. hopefully i'm wrong on that. it should make for an interesting ppv this Sunday.

enjoy some music:

and now this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, Lucha Underground and Tyrant. i'll be watching NXT and the Crusierweight Classic on WWE Network. of course, all of that is on at the same time.

the humidity today is ridiculous. and sadly, it's only going to get worse. i'll be in the air conditioning trying to stay cool for the next 4 days or so.

i did get some music on iTunes today. sometimes you hear something on the radio and you can't get it out of your head. the good thing about listening to a college radio station sometimes is you discover a band you have never heard of before. you'll clearly see that example below in the music section.

i hope everyone is keeping cool. the dog days aren't far off it seems.

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:

Beach Slang - Who Would Ever Want Anything So Broken? EP
Niki & The Dove - You Want the Sun
Bear Hands - 2AM
Fantastic Negrito - Lost in a Crowd

"Your wrinkles either show that you're nasty, cranky, and senile, or that you're always smiling." - Carlos Santana

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

the last child to make it out alive

my poem "the last child to make it out alive" has been published at Your One Phone Call. you can find the poem by going here: https://youronephonecall.wordpress.com/2016/07/20/the-last-child-to-make-it-out-alive-by-j-j-campbell/

what two words do you not want to hear when waking up

so, i got up this morning, probably after only 3 hours of sleep AGAIN and started walking to the bathroom. my stomach started to rumble and i said, oh fuck. thankfully i made it to the toilet in time. of course, 40 minutes later i was back on it. i'm guessing it was dinner, but i always live under the premise that my metabolism doesn't work that fast.

the New York Yankees won last night 2-1. i didn't watch much of the game at all. they play Baltimore again tonight.

Monday Night Raw started off good last night. i figured Daniel Bryan would be the new general manager for Smackdown. i was shocked that Mick Foley is the new general manager for Raw. that could be very interesting. i also loved that they said the Crusierweights were coming back and were going to be exclusive to Raw. that has the potential to be awesome. the main event of the night had a clusterfuck finish that was totally unsatisfying. Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins put on a great match. of course, when i saw they were going to wrestle again tonight, on the first live Smackdown on its new night, i understood it more. hopefully tonight has a clean finish.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be WWE Smackdown and Deadliest Catch. i'll probably watch some WWE Network tonight as well to follow their draft.

i got another check in the mail today from doing surveys, so it looks like i'll be heading to the bank tomorrow, weather permitting. of course, it's the same bank that got robbed last week i believe, so that should be interesting.

i'm trying my best to avoid politics, but it's damn near impossible anymore.

the weather is supposed to be horrible here in a few days. when they say the feels like temp will be near 100, i know i'm bound to the indoors.

that's all for me kids. i have trash to pick up around the house and next door.

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:

Robyn - Dancing On My Own
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Beck - Dreams
The Afghan Whigs - Debonair
The White Stripes - Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground

"Art is not what you see, but what you make others see." - Edgar Degas

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

technology and i have never been best friends

so, i was watching my shows last night when i noticed the shows on Showtime didn't record. i turned to the channel and it was just a black screen. so, instead of just figuring out how to reboot the system myself, i contacted DirecTV. big mistake. once i rebooted the main receiver, Showtime came back on. and then, 2 minutes later, i had something pop up on the screen saying i was using more locations than allowed. 3 techs later, i was told this happened because the main receiver wasn't picking up the other mini receivers. i asked if it had anything to do with the reboot and they said no. i laughed, as this was the first time this has ever happened. so, after fucking around with everything for almost 60 minutes, everything was back to normal. of course, this also meant if i was going to watch the shows now, i was going to be up past 3 AM. i'm a sucker for pain. i used to love DirecTV but quite frankly, ever since AT&T got involved, straight downhill.

i enjoyed all the shows last night. Big Brother was pretty funny, as paranoia is finally settling in at the house.

The Night Of was great. i love a show with a good slow build. Ballers was good. Vice Principals was fucking hilarious.

Power was fucking great. Ray Donovan was crazy. Roadies was really good once again.

the New York Yankees amazingly won last night, 3-1, avoiding the sweep to Boston. they start a series tonight at home against Baltimore. if they lose this series, i have to think they will start trading off players.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight as i will be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i did listen to the latest Sam & Cathy podcast this afternoon. very funny as usual. you can find it by going here: https://soundcloud.com/samrobertsshow/sam-cathy-020-back-to-cali

it was raining when i woke up this morning. nothing quite like pain after 3 hours of sleep. i've tried to get my back to loosen up for most of the day. no luck. i hope my mother is ready for the bitching when she gets home.

i was a little shocked at the trade the New York Rangers made today. i hate to see Derick Brassard leave, but they are getting someone back that is younger, cheaper, and i think just as good. that should open up the money to sign the rest of the restricted free agents and gives them an extra second round pick next year to help get younger. enjoy your time in Ottawa Brassy, you were always a good one. welcome to the team Mika Zibanejad.

i do encourage all of you to take advantage of the Punk Chapbook Series. $40 for 12 books is a fucking steal. and honestly, and i'm not saying this because i'm included, it's a great list of writers involved. for more info, go to: http://www.epicrites.org/

so i read more about the shooter yesterday in Baton Rouge. i'm curious if this country is ever going to have a conversation about mentally ill veterans anytime EVER. given the fact that my father was in Vietnam and died of Dementia, i have a pretty good background on this shit. and honestly, if we are really fucking serious about stopping mass shootings and whatnot, the first thing we have to fix is the mental health system. if that doesn't get fixed, it won't fucking matter what gun laws you change or what barriers you put up to stop this shit from happening. of course, we won't have that discussion about mental health because no one wants to accept the blame for fucking over generation after generation of people who gave the ultimate sacrifice for this country.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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 Gray - This Years Love
Lucero - Darken My Door
Morphine - You Look Like Rain

"I have never believed much in luck, and my sense of humor has tended to walk on the dark side." - Hunter S. Thompson

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

Punk Chapbook Series 2016

i got a lovely email from Wolfgang Carstens last night. enjoy.

12 chapbooks.

180 pages of madness.

No bullshit.

No pretense.

No bells and fucking whistles.

$40 USD plus shipping.

Advanced ordering for United States here: https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=6S95NK343DHBS

This year’s line-up features:

DANCING ON THE CACTUS by Brenton Booth
PADDY WAGON by Wayne F. Burke
SEXY DEVILS by Todd Cirillo
CONSEQUENCES NO LONGER MATTER by J.J. Campbell
50 EURO by Karina Bush
I'LL BE SO STILL YOU WON'T EVEN NOTICE ME by Ally Malinenko
TEACHING MY COMPUTER IRONY by George Anderson
THE SONG OF WHAT'S BECOME OF US by William Taylor Jr.
SLOW JAMS & UNRULY HEARTS by Julie Valin
DEAD CITY JAZZ by James Duncan
THE MORE EXCITING SIDE OF DEATH by Victor Clevenger
GET WELL SOON by Matt Amott

Every chapbook will feature art by Janne Karlsson.

I will be launching these alphabet grenades into the world as soon as they are ready. I have listed October as a deadline but chances are they will arrive much sooner than that. If you enjoyed season one, you will love season two. I couldn’t have found a more hardcore bunch of motherfuckers to spill their guts across the blank page.

Everyone who puts in an advanced order will be put into a draw to win a fabulous ERP package that includes 15 Epic Rites Press titles and other goodies from the ERP war chest!

And hey, please “like,” “tweet” and “share” this with your friends and contact list. Put it in your blog, scream it from the rooftops, and spread the word however you can: the punks are back!

Here comes the boom, baby, boom!

Thank you,

Wolfgang Carstens

Wolfgang Carstens is the author of numerous poetry collections, publisher at Epic Rites Press, and organizer and host of Poets Underground, a poetry show that celebrates and showcases the best and brightest authors currently working the marrow of contemporary poetry. He lives in Canada with his wife, five kids, grandson, mortgage and death.  His poetry is printed on the backs of unpaid bills.  More information at www.wolfgangcarstens.com.