Thursday, April 1, 2021

welcome to National Poetry Month...

 i'm going to try highlight one poet a day for every day this month. this will make no rhyme or reason, just basically who the fuck i like or who i can find links and videos for. and no, i won't highlight myself, even though i probably should.


as for today, the poet of the day will be John Sweet. as many of you know, John is my favorite living poet on this planet and has been for quite some time. if you have never read his work, do yourself a favor and buy a damn book and enjoy...

https://connotationpress.com/poetry/3245-john-sweet-poetry

https://oddballmagazine.com/poem-by-john-sweet-2/

https://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/poems/poems-by-john-sweet

https://www.amazon.com/Human-Cathedrals-John-Sweet/dp/0972332901

https://penmenreview.com/spotlight/snhu-talks-poetry-with-john-sweet/


so, i had to take mom to a doctor's appointment this afternoon. her blood pressure is still high, so they are putting her on two new medications. oh joy. i will have to get those tomorrow, whenever they are ready. i'll be going to the bank tomorrow as well.


AEW was fucking great last night. i enjoyed the whole damn show.




NXT was really good last night. 








The Masked Singer was crazy once again last night.


Snowfall was excellent last night.


speaking of snowfall, we had some fucking snow today. crazy as hell, it was 70 the other fucking day and today it was in the 20's.


enjoy some music:





and now some of this and that:









on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, The United States of Al, B Positive, Clarice and Cake. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on Peacock.


the New York Rangers play tonight at Buffalo. they ended their losing streak last night, so i'm hoping the Rangers start another one for them tonight.


i did watch most of the New York Yankees game this afternoon against Toronto. the Yankees had plenty of chances to win the game late, but could never get the clutch hit. Toronto won, 3-2 in 10 innings. not exactly how i wanted the season to start, but it is way more fucking important how you finish the season anyway.







i should be on here tomorrow after i get back from the bank and getting mom's new medications. it's going to feel like winter again here tomorrow, so i'm sure i'm going to be achy all damn day. joy.


that's all for me kids.


thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:



until tomorrow kids...


fight the power.


fuck racism.


fuck hatred.


fuck the police.


black lives matter.


stay healthy.


wash your fucking hands.


wear your mask.


get the shot.


odio perder


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:


Soul Asylum - April Fool


Ryan Bingham - The Poet


Pixies - Where Is My Mind?


Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream


"You should be able to do anything you can afford as an adult." - Gil-Scott Heron


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


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