slowly getting back into a groove

 so, i am slowly getting back into a groove that i had going before COVID tried to kill me. i got 11 poems out today, i'm on the second load of my mother's laundry and i got in a decent nap because of my shitty bad back. all in all, i feel pretty good, though this rain isn't doing me any fucking favors.

i sent 11 poems out earlier in the afternoon, 3 each to Terror House Magazine and The Beatnik Cowboy; 5 poems to Synchronized Chaos. i'll post the verdicts when i hear back from these places.

the New York Rangers won last night in Las Vegas, 5-1. they had 4 goals in the 3rd period to blow the game open. that was lovely to watch.

the New York Knicks won last night, beating Atlanta, 113-89. sadly, Obi Toppin got injured last night and is going to be out for a few weeks.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

the Dayton Flyers had their asses handed to them last night, losing at Virginia Tech, 77-49.

AEW Dynamite was excellent last night.

The Masked Singer was pretty good last night, 

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon and NJPW.

i need to be up early in the morning tomorrow as i have to get the Highlander up to the dealership to get that new tire put on it. i am pretty sure i will have to go out and pick up some prescriptions for my mother at some point tomorrow. and i know i am going to have to get my laundry done while doing all of that. plus, the World Cup starts back up tomorrow. so, this is a long winded way of telling you i have no fucking clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

i need to go figure out dinner and ice my damn back down yet again.

in case you were interested, tomorrow at the World Cup, Croatia takes on Brazil and Netherlands plays Argentina.

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.

quemando la vela en ambos extremos una vez más

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:

Baby Rose - Go

Death of the High Street - Chancer

Daily Worker - Irish Goodbye

The Dollyrots - Christmas Time With You / The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)

The Belfast Cowboys - Christmas with Judy Jetson

"If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel." - Jim Morrison

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