not the day i was hoping for...

 so, i woke up this morning in pain, but i figured that would be the case. anytime the winter weather begins, my back decides it wants a fucking vacation. add on top of that the likelihood that i have COVID, and you can just imagine where my mind was drifting off to today. i guess mom is doing a little better but it is looking more likely, as of right now, that she will need home healthcare. it still looks like she will get discharged on Thursday. 

i was hoping to do my laundry today, but i knew that wasn't going to happen with my back feeling like this.

The Voice was pretty good last night. i have no damn clue who is going to get eliminated tonight.

Monday Night Raw was good last night.

The Vow was pretty disturbing last night. the season finale is next week.

Avenue 5 was hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Deadliest Catch, The Voice and Tales From The Territories.

the Dayton Flyers play late tonight out in Las Vegas at UNLV. Dayton is now ranked #21 in the country and are 4 point favorites tonight.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

i know probably after the game i will get the trash out. hopefully, it won't be snowing when i do that.

it definitely is going to feel weird not going grocery shopping tomorrow. i'm hoping i will feel better than i do right now. i have been blessed with some crazy fucking gas in the last few hours. the kind where you sit on the toilet for hours and just listen to your stomach rumble. good times.

i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

a big thank you to everyone that has checked out my latest published poems:

https://synchchaos.com/poetry-from-j-j-campbell-71/

i really hope a stray missile today didn't mark the beginning of WWIII.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay off the fucking streets.

get the fucking shot.

Menos mal que no me importa estar solo

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:

Disturbed - Down with the Sickness

The Band - It Makes No Difference

Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland

Tom Waits - Cold Water

Leonard Cohen - Closing Time

"To create one's world in any of the arts takes courage." - Georgia O'Keeffe

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