first off, i got roughly five hours of shitty sleep last night. by the time my mother woke up this morning, it was basically almost noon. she got ready and i drove her to her bank so she could make a deposit. thankfully, their drive-thru wasn't busy at all. after that, i drove her to the craft store to pick up her order. this place was a fucking zoo. they were limiting the number of people in the store. eventually, the lady came out and brought mom's order to her. i asked my mother if their was an option to have the stuff mailed to the house. she said yes, but the pick up at the store option was free. i had to drive to the grocery store next to pick up my prescription. might have been the first time in fucking months i didn't have to wait in line at the pharmacy. i should have known this was setting me up for something. mom decided she wanted to get lunch from Hardee's. i drove there and we sat in the line for over a half hour and still managed to get the wrong food, even after i asked the guy if that was our order. i believe mom could sense my anger rising as she said we'll never go here again. i chuckled on the inside, as she said that the last time we were there as well. life can be really easy to be honest. stupid people fuck it up for everyone. this pandemic is stressing the nerves of everyone. my patience is fucking stretched so thin that murder has crossed my mind so many fucking times these days that i wonder if i should start drinking again. but as usual, i am not an animal. i do have the ability to calm the nerves, think like a poet, open my third eye and breathe. but, as i have always warned, when my ability to write all my emotions down on paper and create something resembling "art" with them disappears, i fear what i will do to this world.
here is your video for this day of National Poetry Month:
and now a couple of links to poems you should be reading:
https://rustytruck.wordpress.com/2017/12/03/between-sharing-cigarettes-and-asking-for-money-by-j-j-campbell/
https://youronephonecall.wordpress.com/2016/08/24/friday-night-in-paris-by-j-j-campbell/
the series finale of Will & Grace last night was great. this has always been one of my favorite shows ever. i remember watching it with the lesbian lover i had in the late 90's. that was the only woman i ever gave any serious thought to marrying. i thought of her while watching the show last night. thankfully, i only care to remember the good things. i'll miss the show most definitely.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
Better Things was excellent last night.
Cake was fucking absurd last night, loved it.
Desus & Mero was hilarious last night.
Total Bellas was good last night.
Shelter in Place with Shane Smith is one of those shows i wish everyone in this country would watch.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and Real Time with Bill Maher. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network. i'll probably watch some of the NFL Draft tonight as well.
it was pretty cool to see that the first 3 picks in the NFL Draft last night were all teammates at Ohio State at one point in time. i didn't mind that the New Orleans Saints took a center last night. they need the offensive line to get younger and healthier, especially as Drew Brees gets older. the only negative about the kid is he went to Michigan.
a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest Soundcloud recording:
https://soundcloud.com/j-j-campbell/the-crusty-old-man
i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. since the grass got cut today, i know it's probably going to rain tomorrow. hell, it might rain all fucking weekend. might be the weekend to find the pleasure in the pain again.
i hope everyone is good and safe. wash your fucking hands. stay healthy.
i hope everyone has a great weekend.
until tomorrow...
No me importarÃa una muerte temprana
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:
Chicano Batman - Blank Slate
Macy Gray - Stoned (Live)
Kacey Musgraves - High Time (Live)
The Right Now - Postcard / Everything Is Broken (Live)
"If we all knew we were going to live to be 150 years old, we'd all approach our lives very differently." - Eric Bogosian
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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