first off today, i want to pass along some sad news...
here are your 3 videos for this day of national poetry month:
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
first off today, i want to pass along some sad news...
here are your 3 videos for this day of national poetry month:
so, i thought Smackdown did a pretty good job last night remembering Terry Funk and Bray Wyatt. the beginning of the show really got to me. the ending was a really nice touch.
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.
so, all the shopping i was going to get done today never happened. apparently, i needed some sleep. so, i guess i know what i will be doing tomorrow...
mom's appointment at the eye doctor went well. i think we have a better idea what has been playing a part in all her falls. i'm hoping the new glasses will help that. now, i didn't love the way they basically rushed her out of the place since we were the last appointment. they didn't even bother to give mom the chance to actually pick new frames if she wanted them. in the end, that probably saved her some money, but mom was not happy about it. i can understand. but, i also know now, never get the last appointment of the day.
Big Brother was good last night. Daniel did get evicted. Taylor is the new HOH.