so, i was hoping that SummerSlam was going to be good last night. it wasn't. it was great. you definitely could feel how HHH is going to do things differently than Vince did. and honestly, right from the start of the show, the pacing was better and the oh shit moments were amazing.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
Sunday, July 31, 2022
what a night
my 3 poems in Otoliths #66...
my poems "sitting there in the corner", "inside of my brain" and "ignorance is bliss" have been published in Otoliths #66. you can read the poems by going here:
https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2022/05/jj-campbell.html
Saturday, July 30, 2022
time for the weekend...
so, i'm getting to this much later than i was hoping to, but not because of anything other than my bad back. i took a shower late last night, hoping i could get the thing looser so i could sleep in my bed for a change. needless to say, that didn't happen. so, i slept in the massage chair again. i got something close to 4 hours. that will have to do.
the Yankees won last night over the Royals, 11-5. basically it was the Aaron Judge show. he took away a home run in right field and hit two of his own. that gives him 41 home runs. only he and Babe Ruth have hit 40 or more home runs for the Yankees before August.
Friday, July 29, 2022
an even longer day...
so, i got to bed sometime around 4 this morning. i was finally falling asleep in my massage chair around 5 when i heard something fall in the house. i immediately put my glasses on and started lowering my chair to see what the fuck was up. i turned on the hall light and i saw my mother, flat on her back, in the doorway to her bedroom. i rushed to her and she was still alive, at least. she was sleepwalking, the best term i can think of at the moment, and of course, wasn't near her rollator at all. i had to more or less wake her up into reality, which it took her a good 20 minutes to figure out. i eventually got her back into bed. it didn't appear to me that she was bleeding anywhere or had a concussion, amazingly. i was hoping to go back to sleep, but of course, that didn't happen. eventually, i did get a good nap later in the morning. of course, mom told me when i woke up that she could have got a doctor's appointment at noon, but she didn't want to wake me up. i didn't say anything, but i really wish she would have woke me up. i thanked her for the preview of her death that she is constantly giving me more often these days. that's 3 falls in the last 3 weeks, and 8 falls in the last 3 months. i'm really hoping she can find a neurologist that her insurance accepts so we can figure out what truly is going on. i don't want to have a situation where she dies needlessly and then an autopsy shows it was something that was fucking treatable. so yeah, that has been most of my today. good times.
the Yankees only got two hits last night. thankfully, one of those was a walk off home run from Aaron Judge to win over the Royals, 1-0. that is his 3rd walk off home run this season, tying the team record by Mickey Mantle in 1959.
Thursday, July 28, 2022
a long day
so, the rain woke me up at 7 this morning. considering i went to bed a little after 3 AM, i figured i might as well just get going with my day. the laundry i wanted to do for mom on the weekend she finally let me do today. joy. and between my bad back and the arthritis, i really can't wait to drink myself to death one day. good times.
the Yankees lost last night to the Mets, 3-2. thankfully, they made a trade after the game was over that should provide a little spark to the team.
Wednesday, July 27, 2022
how do you like your pain?
it rained this morning and my arthritis was raging enough that i just gave in and slept. i think i got something close to 5 hours of sleep in my massage chair. i really wish i could sleep in my bed but my back isn't anywhere close to being good enough for that to happen. i don't even bother to try anymore. i stretch out in bed and then go to sleep in my chair. rinse and repeat.
the Yankees lost last night, 6-3, to the Mets. hopefully, they will get a split tonight.
Tuesday, July 26, 2022
one of my least favorite days of the year...
my father would have been 76 years old today. thank god he's fucking dead.
it has been threatening to rain all damn day. and of course, as soon as i got out into the driveway to go to Rite Aid, it started to rain. thankfully, my pills were ready and i found what mom needed pretty quickly.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i'm really hoping SummerSlam this Saturday is going to be good.
response from Synchronized Chaos...
i heard back from Cristina at Synchronized Chaos on my poetry submission from a week or so ago. my poems "a bottle or two", "ever coming true", "no confidence in that belief", "dark amazing eyes" and "even beauty can give you" have been accepted for publication.
Monday, July 25, 2022
there aren't enough hours...
so, my mother decided to sleep all of yesterday. i mean like over 12 fucking hours in bed, easily. so, i never did get her laundry done or help her take a shower, etc. i have had to do that today, along with all the other shit i had planned for today. and of course, the poems i wanted to record to put out some more SoundCloud recordings had to get pushed back to whenever the fuck i have a spare 30 minutes anytime soon. i told her yesterday i feel like her 24 hour concierge. she didn't like that comment. i told her then, don't ask me to get you water at 3:30 in the morning again then. she then understood what i was talking about.
the Yankees won yesterday at Baltimore, 6-0. they are now 66-31 on the season. they start a series at the Mets tomorrow night.
Sunday, July 24, 2022
nothing like doing laundry at 3 in the morning...
there seems to be something that happens to me every couple of years. i'll meet someone that will seem amazing to me. we'll talk, get to know each other better, etc. etc. i'll share some links to my poetry and they will seem interested. and then the second that i think this could be legit or something more, they will vanish. into thin fucking air, like they never existed in the first place. now, what really sucks is when they ask you for help in getting published and you actually believe they are being honest. and of course, this last one was a dream woman. nearly every fucking thing i wish for in a woman and two days after really "connecting" on a genuine and honest level, gone...this is the kind of shit from the universe that makes me believe i will die old and alone. either that, or i am still being punished for some fucking thing i apparently have done. joy.
i got my laundry done and went to bed at 4:45 this morning. i was up at 7 to piss and then finally made it out of my massage chair at 9:15. i figure, i got my 4 hours, time to go.
the Yankees lost last night in Baltimore, 6-3. they couldn't get a hit with runners in scoring position to save their lives last night. hopefully, they will win this afternoon.
Saturday, July 23, 2022
it was going so well, and then...
i was sound asleep in my bed, for roughly 90 minutes, and then i rolled over and my fucking back gave out on me. i felt the pain at exactly 5 AM. fuck me. i took a piss and then went and got some ice. yet another night in the massage chair i guess. i woke up at 8:15 this morning. amazingly, the ice pack was still a little cold. i put that on my knees, as i could tell already rain was on the way. joy.
the Yankees won last night in Baltimore, 7-6. Aaron Judge hit two massive home runs in the game. the Yankees lost Michael King to a broken elbow in the 8th inning last night. that will be an injury that could haunt this team this season. he was a major part of the success of the bullpen.
my 2 poems at Cajun Mutt Press...
my poems "treated like a whore" and "more tragedy than your god knows how to handle" have been published at Cajun Mutt Press. you can read the poems by going here:
https://cajunmuttpress.wordpress.com/2022/07/22/cajun-mutt-press-featured-writer-07-22-22/
Friday, July 22, 2022
the old Friday news dump...
so, i remember first hearing this when i was a child and really into current events and whatnot. always around 5 PM on a Friday, you would get some shocking or holy shit news, but it would come too late for the nightly news to really talk about it and then it was the weekend and by Monday, no one gives a shit. so, the bad news would always get planted on this day. this all makes me laugh considering the news that hit today, Vince McMahon retiring from WWE. i never thought i would see this day in my lifetime. it really makes me wonder what other news is going to come out about his past. or, was this retirement forced by the board of directors. or, better yet, is this Vince trying to cut off the allegations because now everything is in a past tense. all in all, i'm hoping that the actual product gets better. if it doesn't, then i really could see the company being sold and pro wrestling entering a whole new world in a few years. should make for an interesting Smackdown tonight.
so, the Yankees got swept yesterday in Houston. they lost game 1, 3-2. they lost game 2, 7-5. as much as i don't want to put any stock into this, it would be nice if we could beat Houston more than just twice a fucking year. the Yankees start a series tonight in Baltimore. hopefully, they will win.
Thursday, July 21, 2022
here we go...
so, the unofficial start of the second half of the baseball season begins today. the Yankees play a doubleheader down in Houston. as much as i'd love to see them win both games, i'd settle for a split. after the second game, the Yankees start a series tomorrow night in Baltimore.
AEW Dynamite was great last night.
poetry update
i just sent 3 poems to Cajun Mutt Press for their upcoming Halloween issue. when i hear back from them i will pass along the verdict. for more info on the issue and how to submit, go here:
https://cajunmuttpress.wordpress.com/2022/07/19/call-for-submissions/
Wednesday, July 20, 2022
so damn hot and humid...
i got woke up this morning when the truck came around to pick up our recycling. that was at 7:54 this morning. i fell asleep in my chair around 5 this morning. so yeah, i guess i almost got 3 hours of sleep. joy.
the grocery store was a bit crazy today. they only had 2 checkout lanes open that had cashiers at them. if you wanted to scan all the shit yourself, all those lanes were open. given the number of elderly customers today at Kroger, it didn't take a fucking genius to know maybe we should have a few more checkout lanes open. to make matters worse, one of the lanes closed with a few people still in line. hot temps, short fuses, and melting frozen shit... what a recipe for disaster. the icing on the cake was after i bagged most of my own groceries and paid the $164 for everything, i went outside to put the items in the Highlander. within 30 seconds of putting the stuff in i heard a loud crashing sound. i started looking around and there looked like there was a head on collision in the intersection near the grocery store. thank god i would be going home in the opposite direction. what a shit show.
i did watch bits and pieces of the MLB All Star game last night. the American League won, 3-2. hell, the National League only had 1 hit after the first inning. Giancarlo Stanton of the Yankees won the MVP for the game. he is only the 3rd Yankee ever to win the award (Jeter and Rivera).