the New York Rangers won last night at home, 5-2, to force a Game 7 tomorrow night at New Jersey. i'm hoping what they found last night carries over to Monday night.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
Sunday, April 30, 2023
3 down, 13 to go...
Saturday, April 29, 2023
of course it is supposed to rain later today...
the guy who mows our grass was out here this morning. even without checking the forecast, i immediately thought it must be going to rain later today. sure enough, there is about a 70% chance of rain. joy.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
my 5 poems in Misfit Magazine #36
my poems "the dark angel", "but the confidence never came", "an old glass of something dark and strong", "anything that brings anyone else joy" and "that last glass of scotch" have been published in Misfit Magazine #36. you can read the poems by going here:
http://misfitmagazine.net/archive/No-36/Campbell.html
Friday, April 28, 2023
nothing but rain...
i'm pretty sure it rained all night. that made for a restless fucking time. i woke up at 9 this morning and my bed looked like a crime scene. i know that meant it was nothing but tossing and turning. good times.
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Thursday, April 27, 2023
hello anger, it's me again...
i really thought this was going to be a day where i would be feeling great. the NFL Draft is today, the Yankees won yesterday, the Knicks got out of the first round for the first time in a decade and Manchester United was up 2-0 at halftime. then, i found some more fucking ants in the kitchen and it all turned to shit. my back is killing me. mom is out walking by herself, so my anxiety is raging a bit.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
response from Synchronized Chaos
i heard back from Cristina at Synchronized Chaos on my recent poetry submission. my poems "bomb threat", "been tricked so many times before", "before desperation becomes...", "a morphine drip" and "burden" have been accepted for publication.
Wednesday, April 26, 2023
quite the busy day...
so, we had a plumber out here this morning. turns out our flange on our toilet was cracked. the plumber said it was an easy fix and he was gone in just over a hour. they picked up the trash late, so that made it fun driving in town. it was like a fucking obstacle course. the cards i ordered from Etsy got here sooner than i was expecting. they were mostly NBA cards, plus a few baseball cards and old WCW wrestling cards. all in all, i think i got my money's worth. i did get all the grocery shopping done. got home in time to watch a little soccer, walk with my mother outside and write a poem down that came to me when i was driving today listening to the radio. thankfully, the sun was out today.
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Tuesday, April 25, 2023
the house of insomnia...
so, i didn't get to bed until 5 AM. i did the dishes after i watched the shows last night and then sent those poems out. eventually, my brain gave up and i fell asleep around 5. little did i know, mom didn't fall asleep until around 5 as well. so, when i was chowing down breakfast at 11:30 this morning, knowing that i had to get her to her physical therapy at 1 this afternoon; she was on the phone cancelling her appointment as most of her breakfast ended up as vomit in the trash can. i was getting ready when she told me she wasn't going. that set off a nice chain of events with my body, as i tried to slow all the processes down, if you know what i mean. that didn't work. so, after a few memorable moments on the toilet, i took a nap this afternoon and think i'm back on the tracks. as for my mother, i think she is still asleep. i figure she needs it.
here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
poetry update
i just submitted 5 poems to Synchronized Chaos. when i hear back from Cristina, i will pass along the verdict.
Monday, April 24, 2023
you ever get sick of it all...
maybe i am feeling this way because of Monday. or, maybe i am too smart for my own good. perhaps, i am just fucking tired, like literally, tired. you burn the candle at both ends long enough it will run out. perhaps that is where i am. good times.
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Sunday, April 23, 2023
well, they weren't going to win them all
i was really hoping to have this blog done by now. but, pain has a way of getting in the fucking way anymore. plus, it got colder last night, and my body really slows down when the cold hits. oh well.
the New York Rangers lost last night at home to the Devils, 2-1, in OT. i was hoping the Rangers would play like they did on the road. sadly, they fell back into the same old mistakes, turning down shots, trying to put on a show for the fans. and now New Jersey has life in the series. great.