the air conditioning still works in hell

if this morning was a catharsis to me, walking outside later in the morning was a reminder that hell is never that far away. the humidity today has been oppressive beyond belief. thank fucking god i got everything i needed to get done this morning.

mom paid me for everything i paid for in June, plus covered some other costs from some fucking cunt. i deposited that this morning. when i bitched about the heat while in the bank, the black guy working said it could always be snow. i told him, fair point.

here is your World Cup update:
France and Argentina played easily the best game of the tournament so far. France won 4-3. Uruguay defeated Portugal 2-1 today. that means Messi and CR7 are both out of the World Cup.

the New York Yankees defeated Boston last night 8-1. good pitching and 4 home runs. that's a good recipe to win most games. hopefully they will win again tonight.

both hours of NJPW last night were excellent.

Major League Wrestling was very good last night.

VICE was really good last night.

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 ROH and It. i will probably watch It late tonight so i can have some hopefully creepy dreams.

our air conditioning has basically been running all day long. i think it feels like close to 100 outside. thankfully, the mail was here when i decided to check a little after noon.

thanks to everyone spreading the word on my new chapbook and doing the dirty work on Facebook with some bitch spreading lies about me. those defending me will never be forgotten.

i will probably be on here tomorrow around the same time after the World Cup games are over. tomorrow, Spain takes on Russia and Croatia plays Denmark.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday night. only fuck the ones that cough.

me siento mucho más ligero sin el ancla alrededor de mi cuello

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:

Fall Out Boy - My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light Em Up)
Nicki Bluhm & The Gramblers - Little Too Late
Ryan Bingham - The Poet
American Aquarium - I Hope He Breaks Your Heart (Live)

"Always be smarter than the people who hire you." - Lena Horne

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

Christmas has come early this year

my new chapbook, "the taste of blood on christmas morning" is now available from Analog Submission Press. limited run of only 25 copies. get yours today.
http://www.analogsubmission.com/product/the-taste-of-blood-on-christmas-morning-by-j-j-campbell

hello darkness, my old friend...

this is a blog i never wanted to write. a blog that i never truly wanted to need to write. but, everything dies. everything runs its course. i was foolish to believe my friendship with Debbie Kirk was going to be one of those that defied any of these things. and i must say, she certainly blew it up in a way that reminded me of the old Debbie Kirk. so, let's get into the shit. Debbie got some news yesterday that i really don't know is true or not, but let's just go with the premise that it is. she was going to have to leave the room she was in by Monday because a social worker or hospital worker or whatever told the powers that be that Debbie is homeless. so, she wanted help. i offered a few ideas, which of course didn't satisfy her need. she then said she needed the rest of the money from Gofundme. i said i wouldn't be able to wire it from my bank until July 2nd. that didn't work for her either and then she got this narrative into her head that i was stealing from her. ask anyone that knows me. i am a pretty loyal motherfucker and i will swallow way more pride than i should at times. but, i don't fucking steal from my friends. she then continued down this road saying she was talking to a friend and they were going to get the sheriffs involved if i didn't send the money via Western Union and do it now. that's a little bit of a threat that i decided was the final bit of the bridge between us in beautiful fucking flames. so, i tried online and i couldn't get that to work. she bitched and moaned and kept up the bullshit about fraud now. i then got offline with her and said, i'm getting this shit done tonight and this is the end of this shit. so, when i got to the third fucking place i went to to try to get this done, it was the same fucking place i was 10 hours earlier, the grocery store. sure enough, i ran into a woman i went to high school with. damn Monica, you still look good. i told the guy how much i needed to wire and once he took my info and i found my ATM card, the money was sent. as i drove home, i had the taste of blood on my lips. the Irish temper was slowly rising to a fucking boil. i decided i was going to give her the information over the phone. i rarely call Debbie as those conversations turn into hours of someone fucking rambling about god knows what. plus, doing it over the phone, she never could accuse of me being a pussy about this. and it would devastate her even more. plus, i correctly figured it was the only call she had had all day long. i gave her the info she needed to get the money and then i dropped the bomb. you made the same mistake my father made. accuse me of a crime i didn't commit. you are officially fucking dead to me. i hung up and decided i could finally eat dinner, a dinner i wanted to eat about 75 minutes earlier. so, like the cunt this dead former friend truly is, she goes on Facebook and decides to write about the crimes i committed and how cancer brings clarity. (she didn't know that my mother has a Facebook account) what really made me laugh was i am somehow a 500 pound Christian shut in that writes like i'm Casanova. and her old crutch, i have no life experience. and she's right, i never have lived on the streets. i never have had to suck dick to get a meal. i never had to be a whore to have anyone love me. i never had an ex lover choose meth over me. i never ran with the cool kids so i could feel whole inside. sadly, i only have the experience of being sexually abused as a child. to first thinking about suicide when i was 8 years old. to realizing my parents never did anything when i gave them the news of my sexual abuse 9 years later. to nearly dying in a car accident. to nearly dying from blood clots. to having my stepfather die while i was holding his hands. having a best friend at the time go to Portland without me after we had planned our escape to the west coast our entire senior year of high school. no, no fucking life experience at all because any of my experiences couldn't fit Debbie's definitions of what a real bad ass does. the same bad ass that would cry herself to sleep each night because the world had fucked her over once again. and sure Debbie, you're the martyr, because god knows no one else had shitty parents. no one else on earth had been abused by them and foster parents and god knows who else. no one else had been raped repeatedly and got trapped in a cycle of abuse. no one else has ever abused drugs right. you're the fucking best at it. therefore, you deserve to be treated as such. and she can try to trick the world into thinking that she is a saint and is so heartbroken that our friendship is done. BULLSHIT. this was the conclusion she always wanted because she needs to be the victim. she needs to feel like everything is against her so when she pulls through on the other side, look at me. aren't you proud of me? no. i was proud when you were a functioning adult. i was proud when you were one of the best female poets i have ever known. i also loved how Nerve Cowboy would never publish you. so, now in my mind, it's how do i want to think of my dead former friend. and after sleeping on it, it's pretty simple. i don't want to. that cunt has been shit out of my mind, out of my soul, and is gone forever now. so in the end, thanks for the life experience. cancer will kill you, eventually. sadly, it will because you will allow it to. and i couldn't give two shits if you prove me wrong. try something novel and prove it to yourself for a change. mostly because, yourself is all you have left. i was the last fucking bridge you had left. it's amazing what the world looks like after the smoke clears.

music:

Distubed - The Sound of Silence
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Push the Sky Away
Johnny Cash - Hurt
Nine Inch Nails - She's Gone Away

this blog will return to its normal programming later on this afternoon.

when silence isn't good enough...

so Debbie pushed all the right buttons today and i gave her the line i had in my head knowing this day was coming. "at 45, i would hope you know about choices and consequences. you wanted change, this was what you got." as you might imagine, that did not go over well. the best part of the long ass stupid argument today was her believing my mental health is on shaky ground and needs attended to. pot, meet kettle. i left the option to her if she wanted to end the friendship or not. she was too much of a pussy to give me an answer, even though she pretty much gave me her answer in the update on the Gofundme page. i laugh at her belief that i'm upset at her not doing things the right way. there is no right way when fighting cancer. it's called whatever works. she never could get that into her head. she would rather have me tell her how good of a job she was doing and constantly need that affirmation every fucking hour of every fucking day. for someone who brags about being this bad ass and so damn tough because of surviving the streets... and so fucking unwilling to just admit the truth. this shit is scaring the shit out of her. and it should. it's life and death type shit now. and god forbid that i want her to use the social worker, use all the damn resources available to make things as easy as possible. and Debbie never wants to admit, she chose Colorado because weed was legal. i'm not sure you can complain about not having anyone there for you when that was never a concern when going there in the first place. but, once again, what the fuck do i know.

what truly pisses me off about this is i am falling madly in love with this woman in Rome, Italy and i can't fucking enjoy it because my best friend needs to have a fucking argument every fucking day.

and i am an asshole for saying she needs some psychological help immediately. her reply is i will never treat mine. that made me laugh.

i did get up this morning after some really shitty sleep. my left ankle has really been bothering me here lately. i can constantly feel the pressure building up in it. when i crack it (like cracking your knuckles), there is some relief, but it feels like it's just jammed right into my foot. good times. that had me tossing and turning for most of the night.

the grocery store was kind of dead this morning. and of course, they didn't have everything i needed. so, i had to go to the local grocery store to get everything else. all in all, i got it all done before noon. that includes getting gas as well. so, at least i got it all done before it got too fucking hot today. they are saying it's going to feel like 100 for the next few days. joy.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Big Brother was pretty good last night.

Lip Sync Battle 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 VICE, 2 episodes of NJPW, Major League Wrestling and Real Time with Bill Maher.

the New York Yankees play Boston tonight at home. the Yankees are 1 game behind in the standings, so this is a pretty big series before July hits. hopefully, the Yankees win tonight and win the series.

i wasn't shocked that LeBron opted out today. at least everyone knows what the summer is going to be about in the NBA.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after the World Cup games are over. tomorrow France takes on Argentina and Portugal plays Uruguay. both of those games should be really good.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. if it is hotter than shit where you are, enjoy the air conditioning or remember to drink a little more water than liquor.

todo lo que siempre quise fue que alguien me amara tanto como yo los amaba.

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:

Marshmello - Summer
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Apollo
Mondo Cozmo - Your Motherfucker
Concrete Blonde - Rosalie
Vic Chesnutt - Flirted With You All My Life

"When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life." - Richard Lewis

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

so there was 25 minutes of my life i'll never get back

so my checking account with Chase got suspended today due to suspicious activity. Debbie had requested me to send her some money out of the donations, so i did. of course, that was my 3rd transfer of money in 6 days, so i can understand why there was some suspicion. of course, i told Debbie back in the beginning how much easier it would be to just have it directly deposited into her account, but what the fuck do i know. so, after 25 minutes of me finally remembering the PIN number to a debit card i haven't used in over a decade and explaining why i am wiring the money, they sent the wire through and unlocked my account. the funniest part of this was the guy's reaction to me not having a cell phone where he could send a verification code to. he was so dumbfounded, he had no clue how to talk to someone from a previous century.

hopefully, since someone gets paid in a few days, i won't have to wire any money for a few weeks. of course, knowing how things ago, i'll probably have a request tomorrow.

here is your World Cup update:
Colombia defeated Senegal 1-0 this morning. Poland defeated Japan 1-0. this afternoon, Belgium defeated England 1-0 and Tunisia defeated Panama 2-1. so now the final 16 are set.
France vs. Argentina, Uruguay vs. Portugal, Spain vs. Russia, Croatia vs. Denmark, Brazil vs. Mexico, Belgium vs. Japan, Sweden vs. Switzerland and Colombia vs. England.

the New York Yankees lost last night in Philadelphia 3-0. they are off tonight and start a series at home against Boston this weekend.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. it's the one guilty pleasure show i allow myself. hard to believe it's fucking season 20 already.

NXT was really good last night.

Lucha Underground was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and Lip Sync Battle.

i did listen to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. you can find that by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2018/6/28/wrestling-podcast-192-tony-schiavone

i went and got a haircut today. since summer is really supposed to kick in here soon, i figured i'd go get a new identity. judge for yourself:

can't you tell i just love taking pictures.

since it's supposed to feel like 105 degrees when i normally go to the grocery store tomorrow, i'll be going in the fucking morning. so, if all goes well, (go ahead and laugh), i'll be blogging tomorrow afternoon. at least i won't be missing any World Cup games as the round of 16 doesn't start until Saturday.

that's all for me kids.

spero di amare questa donna meglio di quanto io pensi che io possa

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:

Public Enemy - Bring The Noise
Beastie Boys - So What'cha Want
The Pharcyde - Passin' Me By
Luniz - I Got 5 On It
Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High (Live)

"Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die." - Mel Brooks

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

getting closer to snuffing out my will to live

today was one of those mornings where you realize you should have just gone with alcohol instead of coffee. my best friend decided this was the morning she was going to tempt herself with suicide and of course blame it all on me. since i'm not the kind of friend that sugar coats shit or constantly tells someone what they want to hear, in her words, i am literally fucking killing her. i never knew my words were more deadly than cancer. the asshole in me smiles. i have no clue how long she will stay off that ledge, but i did tell her neither one of us are naive enough to believe suicide is impossible for either of us. fuck, i've attempted it 3 fucking times in my life. all it taught me is i haven't snuffed out my will to live completely yet. if there ever is a 4th time, i'm sure i will be at the point where i will be successful. as for my friend, she has asked me to change who i am so we can continue to talk. my solution to this problem is silence. that is the change she will get. just as she can't believe i think she should be able to move on from ex after so many years, i can't believe she wants me to change after i have been the same damn friend to her for the last 20 years. a little advice, when the crazy people in your life are going through some terminal type shit, swallow your pride as much as you can and eat a little healthier so you can outlive the fucker.

mom's doctor's appointment went very well today. everything with her hip looks good and she doesn't need to go back unless something goes wrong in the future. of course, that's the closest of all her appointments she has. but, at least that's one out of the way.

here is your World Cup update:
from the last time i posted, a ton of shit has happened. Croatia defeated Iceland yesterday 2-1. Argentina got a goal very late from Marcos Rojo (Manchester United) to defeat Nigeria 2-1. this morning, Sweden shocked Mexico 3-0 to win Group F. South Korea shocked Germany 2-0 to eliminate Germany. this is the first time i can ever remember Germany not making it out of the group stage. this afternoon, Brazil defeated Serbia 2-0. Switzerland and Costa Rica played to a 2-2 draw. tomorrow, Senegal plays Colombia, Japan takes on Poland, Panama plays Tunisia and England takes on Belgium. tomorrow is the last day for the group stage.

the New York Yankees won yesterday at Philadelphia 6-0. they will go for the sweep tonight.

Smackdown was really good last night. i got a big smile on my face at the end of the show with Team Hell No reuniting.

205 Live was excellent last night.

day 2 of the WWE UK special was really good.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was very good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Big Brother and Lucha Underground. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

my arthritis has been killing me for most of today. i knew it was really bad when i could barely hold my turkey burger when i was at lunch today with my mother. i ended up eating most of it with a fucking fork. 42 going 80. what a joy.

i'll be sure to post a link on the blog when my chapbook comes out in the first week of July. i really hope everyone likes it as much as i do.

that's all for me today kids. if i turn to the bottle tonight, i have no clue when/if you will hear from me tomorrow.

creo que ella me quiere llorar a su muerte. i muy probablemente se sentirá adormecida en su lugar.

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 - She Talks To Angels

Jackson 5 - Who's Lovin' You

Tom Waits - House Where Nobody Lives

Levon Helm - Wide River to Cross

Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit - Goddamn Lonely Love (Live)

"Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you." - Frank O'Hara

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

coming soon

http://www.analogsubmission.com/product/the-taste-of-blood-on-christmas-morning-by-j-j-campbell

after the floods of april

my poem "after the floods of april" has been published at Mad Swirl. you can find the poem by going here: http://madswirl.com/poetry/2018/06/after-the-floods-of-april/

response from Mad Swirl

i heard back from the fine folks at Mad Swirl on my poetry submission from May. my poem "after the floods of april" has been accepted for publication. the poem will be published tomorrow.

well, i still have it...

so when i was able to have some sexy fun time late last night/early this morning with a beautiful black woman in Rome, i was a little surprised that i still had the gift. my imagination still knows how to paint a picture with words and excite someone else. and from the pictures i have seen, it figures god would punish me and make sure my dream woman lives so damn far away from me. but, i'm really not the kind of guy that will shy away from a challenge. i figure i still have a few years to live, might as well swing the bat.

i wrote 7 poems last night. you can imagine what those were about. i really like a few of them. i do need to get some poems lined up to send out here soon.

here is your World Cup update:
Iran and Portugal finished 1-1 yesterday. Spain and Morocco finished 2-2. that meant Spain won Group B and Portugal finished second. this morning, Peru beat Australia 2-0 and France and Denmark played a repulsive 0-0 draw. France wins Group C and Denmark finishes second. this afternoon, Nigeria plays Argentina. Argentina must win to advance out of the group stage. Iceland plays Croatia. i'm expecting both games to be pretty entertaining.

the New York Yankees ended their losing streak last night, defeating Philadelphia 4-2. they play again tonight.

Monday Night Raw was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show and Deadliest Catch. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i did happen to watch the WWE UK special yesterday. it was very good. hopefully day 2 of it will be good this afternoon.

i guess the doctor told mom yesterday she has an infection in her back. i went to the store last night to pick up her mom's prescriptions. they ordered her a different cough medicine as well. we go to her hip doctor tomorrow for a follow up.

fuck, it just started storming here like a motherfucker. hello pain, my name is J.J. let's go for a ride.

well, hopefully it will stop so i won't have to do the damn trash in this shit.

that's all for me kids.

tus besos estarán en mis sueños para siempre

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:

Janelle Monae - Make Me Feel
Macy Gray - Sex-O-Matic Venus Freak
A Tribe Called Quest - Hot Sex
Cigarettes After Sex - Crush

"In science there is only physics; all the rest is stamp collecting." - Lord Kelvin

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

and here goes my heart rushing in again...

so, yesterday was rather interesting for me. my chats with this beautiful woman from Rome have gone from small talk to rather intimate and heartfelt. and when she told me she loved me yesterday, i was somewhat floored. and i follow what i preach, my first instinct was to say it back. i have no clue what is in store for us as this goes on. the distance apart is going to be rather interesting to navigate. but i'm at the age now where i don't know how many more chances at this i'm going to have. so, i certainly wouldn't mind this working out.

plus, the poems are already starting to flow. i wrote one last night and i'm sure more will follow today.

the New York Yankees lost in 12 innings yesterday to Tampa 7-6. it was the first time the Yankees have lost 3 games in a row this season. that's the latest they have done that in a season since 1954. the Yankees start a series in Philadelphia tonight. hopefully they will stop the losing streak.

here is your World Cup update: yesterday Japan and Senegal played to a very entertaining 2-2 draw. Colombia eliminated Poland yesterday 3-0. this morning, Uruguay defeated Russia 3-0 to win Group A. Saudi Arabia defeated Egypt 2-1. later on this afternoon, Iran plays Portugal and Spain takes on Morocco. i have no clue how much of the games i'll get to watch as mom has a doctor's appointment this afternoon.

the season finale of Westworld last night was fucking incredible. just one complete mind fuck. and then the little scene after the credits got my juices flowing for season 3.

Succession was very good last night.

Last Week Tonight was hilarious as usual.

The Affair was pretty good last night.

I'm Dying Up Here was really good last night.

Total Bellas was pretty funny last night. i'm so glad i have never tried goat yoga.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

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

i have no clue how mom's doctor's appointment is going to go today. i get the feeling i may have to take her to get x-rays done at some point. joy.

i'll try to be on here tomorrow right around the same time. of course, just like my life, things are subject to change.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

así que un ángel decidió visitarme de nuevo

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:

Maxwell - Fortunate
Radiohead - True Love Waits
Modern English - I Melt with You
Prince - Kiss

"A dirty joke is a sort of mental rebellion." - George Orwell

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

and the machine starts again...

i was in one of those moods last night. not depressed, but not happy either. when i was younger, i dreaded trying to write when i felt that way. now, i force myself to. not so much a catharsis but more of a bloodletting. and yes, there was alcohol involved. i wrote and typed up 8 poems last night. that filled up the notebook my sister's friends got me for Christmas. that's roughly 200 pages in under 6 months. that doesn't include all the small notebooks i have filled up as well. figures i would get my most prolific when creativity in this country is being killed off. i really liked the 8 poems i wrote last night. i'm sure they will find their way into my submissions soon.

here is your World Cup update: since the last time i posted, Mexico beat South Korea 2-1. Germany scored at the death to defeat Sweden 2-1. this morning, England beat the shit out of Panama 6-1. right now, Japan is playing Senegal. later, Poland takes on Colombia.

as pleased as i might have been with the New York Rangers in the first round of the NHL Draft, i was equally underwhelmed at what they did during rounds 2-7 yesterday. their player evaluations are radically different from everyone else in the league. the goalie they took in the second round most other scouts had going in the sixth round. it's shit like that that makes me want to scream. out of all the players they drafted yesterday, i think i might have liked one of the picks. either i'm going to be wrong and very happy, or i'll be proven right and fucking miserable that yet another draft has gone by and the Rangers got most of it wrong yet again.

the New York Yankees offense was absent yet again yesterday. they lost 4-0 to Tampa. that's the first time the Yankees have lost back to back games in a month. hopefully, they will avoid the sweep this afternoon.

ROH was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of Westworld, Succession, Last Week Tonight, The Affair, I'm Dying Up Here and Total Bellas.

i know at some point tomorrow i need to go to the post office and i'm going to have to take mom to see the doctor. she thinks she has pulled a muscle or done something to make her back even worse. good times.

i figure after all that is over, i'll be on here.

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

recuerda siempre, las flores más hermosas crecen en la mierda

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:

John Mayer - Slow Dancing in a Burning Room
Nine Inch Nails - I'm Not from This World
The Black Angels - Evil Things
Morphine - Hanging on a Curtain

"War is God's way of teaching Americans geography." - Ambrose Bierce

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

there is beauty in the rage

as i get older and my age gets closer to the age of people dying, it's not exactly sobering, but it's also a sign of i know what's coming. when i saw that Vinnie Paul died last night at 54, that was a bit alarming. but, i immediately thought of the positive. now, he can finally be reunited with his brother and that sorrow has been eliminated. i've spent all morning listening to old Pantera songs. the fucking memories. go tear some shit up on the other side boys. rest in peace.

i always get the feeling when i see the New York Rangers at the NHL Draft, that they believe they are smarter than the room. their draft board is always different than every other team in the league. considering the Rangers haven't won a Stanley Cup since 1994, it might be time to admit insanity. i wasn't exactly thrilled with the Rangers first pick last night, especially with the two big Canadian d men still on the board. but, if this Russian kid has the immense talent that everyone believes, hopefully he's over here soon. now, i loved what the Rangers did with their other two selections in the first round. a young American d man and a young Swedish d man. now, none of the 3 really project to play in the NHL next season, so the rebuild is going to be a true one. i don't see any quick fixes, unless of course the kids they have drafted the last 3 seasons suddenly get great.

the New York Yankees lost last night down in Tampa 2-1. definitely one of those losses that you'd like to forget. hopefully they will win this afternoon.

VICE was excellent last night.

NJPW was really good last night.

Major League Wrestling was pretty good last night.

Real Time with Bill Maher was excellent last night.

i did watch Belgium destroy Tunisia this morning at the World Cup, 5-2. the other games today are South Korea vs. Mexico and Germany vs. Sweden.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

i'll probably watch some of day 2 of the NHL Draft. at least i will pay attention to see if the New York Rangers make any trades between rounds 2 and 7.

other than that, i'd love to have a quiet day and catch up on some sleep.

i know, i'm laughing as well. some shit is just not possible.

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

pensar en la muerte como una celebración, escapar de este jodido infierno

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:

Pantera - Cowboys From Hell
Pantera - I'm Broken
Pantera - Walk
Pantera - Cemetery Gates

"The only unnatural sex act is that which you cannot perform." - Alfred Kinsey

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

i suppose the world wants to think i will actually care...

so, i have been incredibly busy today and i'm doing it all on 3 1/2 hours of sleep. so my best friend, while in the waiting room of her oncologist, decided that's the perfect time to start an argument with me. and apparently, since i said i don't have time for your need to throw a fit, that was all Debbie needed to block me from contacting her. on the day i wire her $200 from the money raised on Gofundme. and i'm the asshole for wondering why my best friend neglects her mental health. and i'm the asshole for helping her find the people in Colorado willing to help her. but don't worry, i guarantee she will tell everyone she did everything on her own. that's fine. i'm not sure when the world will finally understand. i am incapable of feeling any empathy for anyone that decides to burn their fucking bridges with me. so, i do hope she beats cancer. i do hope she gets the help she needs. i do hope she finds housing before she's homeless at the end of the month. it's one thing to be d.i.y. all your life, it's another to be so stubborn that you become a fucking $#@%. i will allow everyone to use their imagination on what word goes there.

imagine that, she just unblocked me.

the New York Yankees scored 4 runs yesterday in the first inning and decided that was enough for the game. thankfully, the bullpen agreed, for the most part. the Yankees got the sweep of Seattle with a 4-3 win. they now start a series tonight in that dump down in Tampa.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Lip Sync Battle was really good last night.

i was happy i watched the entire NBA Draft last night. the Dayton curse is finally over.

now, while the Sacramento Kings didn't select who i wanted, it's not like they didn't select a player that should really help them. if he's the missing piece, i will gladly tell the world i was wrong.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW, Major League Wrestling and Real Time with Bill Maher. i will probably be watching the 1st round of the NHL Draft for most of the night. the New York Rangers have 3 first round picks and they can't fuck this night up if they want to have a quick rebuild.

i was really hoping to listen to the new Nine Inch Nails album i bought on iTunes today. but, when the songs downloaded last night, the only one that had any sound was the first single they put out weeks ago. that will be the last time i pre-order anything i guess. they still haven't got in touch with me to correct the problem.

the grocery store was fucking crazy today. it was a somewhat rainy, somewhat humid as fuck day today. it was warm enough that some of the black women shopping today were in extremely skimpy clothes. i certainly didn't mind, but i did enjoy the look of disdain from all the old white women shopping. i wanted to get some fresh fish, but i didn't want to wait in a line that was about 10 to 12 people deep. and by the time i went, most of the good shit was gone. joy.

here's what has happened in the World Cup since the last blog. France defeated Peru 1-0. Croatia destroyed Argentina 3-0. Brazil scored late to defeat Costa Rica 2-0. Nigeria defeated Iceland 2-0. Switzerland came from behind to beat Serbia 2-1. tomorrow, Belgium takes on Tunisia. South Korea plays Mexico and Germany takes on Sweden.

i will probably be on here sometime in the morning tomorrow.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. i hope everyone has more patience than i do. i hope the alcohol flows freely for you this weekend.

dos cervezas para las damas de la izquierda y tres disparos para las prostitutas de la derecha

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:

Amos Lee - Vaporize
Hayes Carll - I Don't Wanna Grow Up
Leonard Cohen - Light as the Breeze
The Dollyrots - Because I'm Awesome (Live)

"If you're going to tell people the truth, be funny or they'll kill you." - Billy Wilder

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

no one gets to ride the unicorn without paying the fee

my poem "no one gets to ride the unicorn without paying the fee" has been published at the Tumblr page of Horror Sleaze Trash. you can find the poem by going here:
https://horrorsleazetrash.tumblr.com/post/175112663843/no-one-gets-to-ride-the-unicorn-without-paying-the

and here comes the rain to ruin another day...

i'm the only asshole i know that can get 11 poems published in a day and complain about it. the rain that is coming down is truly fucking with me at the moment. these are the days i need that young kid Bukowski talked about to do this shit.

a little World  Cup update:
i watched most of Denmark and Australia this morning. it ended in a 1-1 draw. right now France is leading Peru 1-0 in the 82nd minute. Argentina and Croatia play later today.

the New York Yankees were down 5-0 to Seattle last night and i was not happy. but, the sign of a great team is their ability to never quit. and that is exactly what the Yankees did last night. they chipped away and eventually Gary Sanchez tied the game at 5 in the 8th with a huge two run homer. in the bottom of the 9th, Giancarlo Stanton had his first signature Yankee moment. the Yankees won 7-5. they will go for the sweep this afternoon.

Lucha Underground was really good last night.

NXT was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Lip Sync Battle.

i will probably spend most of tonight watching the NBA Draft. there is the outside chance someone from Dayton might get taken in the second round. Dayton hasn't had anyone selected in the draft in 28 years.

at some point today, i will listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast. you can find that by going here: https://soundcloud.com/srwrestling/srw-191-jeff-jarrett-pt-2

my friend Debbie Kirk is getting much closer to having surgery, chemo, etc. she really could use anything you can possibly give to support her. below is the link to go to. please spread it around.
https://www.gofundme.com/5m0wfqg

if my pain allows, at some point today i need to go to the drugstore and probably our local grocery store as well. and there really isn't anything better than seeing me in public when i am hurting. it's like a pissed off dog roaming the aisles begging for someone to make the mistake.

thanks to everyone for the compliments regarding the poems today. i really do appreciate them more than i will probably ever let on.

i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know i need to go grocery shopping at the big store tomorrow, but that won't happen until my pills are ready. hopefully this oppressive heat will finally be gone.

that's all for me kids.

¿Quién necesita la lluvia el primer día de verano?

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:

Two Feet - I Feel Like I'm Drowning
Our Lady Peace - Superman's Dead
Tina Turner - I Can't Stand The Rain
Lana Del Rey - Love

"When rich people fight wars with one another, poor people are the ones to die." - Jean-Paul Sartre

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

my 6 poems at Record Magazine

my poems "an old otis redding record still playing", "a sign of a possible heart attack", "try not to choke on it", "haunts me the most", "the car on a hot summer day" and "as deep as the rivers" have been published at Record Magazine. you can find the poems by going here:
https://magazine-record.blogspot.com/2018/06/an-old-otis-redding-record-still.html

my 5 poems at Dodging The Rain

my poems "behind a purple mountain", "had it coming for years", "you think love is something genuine", "when to look death in the eye and laugh" and "talk of fathers that never loved" have been published at Dodging The Rain. you can find the poems by going here:
https://dodgingtherain.wordpress.com/2018/06/21/jj-campbell-behind-the-purple-mountain/

a ray of light in a sea of darkness...

i know right from wrong. i am a good person deep within, no matter what the poems happen to say. i never wanted to be an angel to anyone, but a good deed can be misread by any soul. i was brushing my teeth today and the nerves in my left shoulder started to fire. deep down, i think my central nervous system is starting a revolution. and being the stubborn creature i am, i'll drink it away and just accept the consequences. my mother drilled into my head when i was a child, choices and consequences. she was horrified when i accepted the consequences of anything that might kill me. i'm 42, holding on, and still waiting to cross the final line. there's a woman in Rome that is stealing my heart. given this tragedy i am living, i'll die on the flight over. none of this is supposed to make sense. that's the only way i am able to get a measly 4 hours of sleep a day. rinse and repeat. crisis and chaos be damned. the thought that someone actually wants to hold me is what keeps me from going to a tall building and testing gravity. of course, that someone is 6 hours ahead of me in time and lord knows, i am not allowed such feelings at this point of my life. society says i should be defeated, lost, left to those in the small circles of the small press. this is what happens when you know you are mentally ill but won't accept any pills to live a sanitized life. sabotage is my middle name. if you knew how much evil i suppress each day. it's like swallowing a world of shit with each breath. joy is being pulled in a thousand directions by just one soul. a soul that can only accept any help on her terms and her terms alone. i think i heard my first blues song when i was 5 years old. being sexually abused at 4, i was able to understand the pain way too early in my life. that's not a good recipe to have friends or fall in love. Otis Redding plays me to sleep each night. a lonely saxophone cries in the distance. somewhere Kerouac and Charlie Parker ask me to cook up a shot for them. glamour is dying with a little bit of style. my dreams tell me all i need to know. none of it will ever happen. any of us will be lucky to die indoors. i refuse to have a pet. i know what they do to dead bodies.

here is your World Cup update:
Portugal defeated Morocco 1-0. actually CR7 defeated them as Portugal sat back for most of the game. Uruguay won 1-0 over Saudi Arabia. that puts Uruguay and Russia through to the knockout round. Spain defeated Iran 1-0, although Spain did their best to shit that lead away for most of the second half. tomorrow, the games are Denmark vs. Australia, France vs. Peru and Argentina vs. Croatia.

the New York Yankees won last night against Seattle, 7-2. they got some great pitching (only gave up 2 hits) and the Yankees hit 4 home runs last night. that's a good recipe to win most games. hopefully, they will win again tonight.

Smackdown was really good last night. thank god they are finally giving Rusev a push.

205 Live was excellent last night.

Deadliest Catch was pretty good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

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

mom paid me today so i made a nice run to the bank this afternoon. and since the broadsides arrived today, i made a trip to the post office as well. and i got back in time for the third World Cup game.

i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. as you can tell from the first part of this blog, there are some poems swimming around these parts.

that's all for me kids.

a veces tu propia mierda puede matarte

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

music:

Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Pt. 2
Bruce Springsteen - The Ghost of Tom Joad
Charles Bradley - Why Is It so Hard?
David Gray - This Years Love

"Creative people are notoriously the slowest to adopt new technology." - Robert Rodriguez

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