when your fears become reality...

 before i get to the Ohio State ass whipping last night, a little poetry news. 

i sent out 29 poems today. 3 each to Yellow Mama, Terror House Magazine and The Beatnik Cowboy; 5 each to Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication), The Ramingo's Porch and Misfit Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdict.

so, when Ohio State had to settle for a field goal last night in the second quarter, i feared the worst. it was painfully obvious that even if the defense was at full strength, they couldn't keep the speed of Alabama from killing them. and sure enough, i turned the damn game off before halftime. i might have watched 3 or 4 minutes of the second half. and i have watched enough football in my life to know that Alabama was good enough that there would be no what ifs... even allowed in the game. now, it sucked that Ohio State lost their running back on the first play of the game. but, i did like what Ryan Day told his team. no one is going to feel sorry for you. there's a coach that keeps it real all the time. so, hats off to Alabama for winning the national championship. they earned it and they deserve it. Alabama won 52-24.

Monday Night Raw was a little crazy last night. Drew McIntyre tested positive for Covid, so that made everything even crazier than usual. now, i did enjoy the end of the show, which was even more fucking nuts. but, when you have Alexa Bliss shooting fire and blinding Randy Orton... i'm in.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight.

i did watch the Manchester United game this afternoon at Burnley. if United got anything out of the game, they would go top of the league for the first time after the new year in 8 fucking years. thanks to a brilliant strike from Paul Pogba, United won 1-0. they are now 3 points ahead of Liverpool, who they happen to play this weekend. that alcohol is going to taste so damn good tonight.

i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.

i have trash to pick up here and next door, so that's all for me kids.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

fuck donald trump.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

wear your mask.

que empiecen los buenos tiempos

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:

Beck - Loser

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama

Pearl Jam - Better Man (Live)

U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Cold War Kids - First

"Your anger is a gift." - Zack de la Rocha

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