hard to believe i am 50 years old today. part of me is thrilled, part of me knows i should have died a few lifetimes ago. if you want to really celebrate my birthday, buy my book. below is a link for it that you can go right to Amazon.com and purchase it.
J.J. Campbell's work is an unflinching look into a life spent alone with the bottle and the page readily at hand. It is raw, honest, and uncompromising in every sense of the word.
And in its brutal honesty is the beauty of true poetry and furthermore true art. As from the opening dedication in:
“To whomever finds the body.”
You are keyed in to the fact that this is a writer who doesn't sugarcoat a single line to ever soften the blow. Campbell's work is perfect in that sense, and in this newest collection, you are getting a writer at the top of his form.
To Live Your Dreams is a book for true fans of poetry and art that goes for the throat and delivers in spades.
This is poetry how it should be, raw and real in every sense of the word.
John Patrick Robbins, Editor-in-Chief of The Rye Whiskey Review
well, i started off my 49th year on this planet waking up to a leg cramp and listening to mom puke in her bathroom. i guess that pretty much sums up life. i thank everyone for the wishes and i love what mom got me for my birthday (books, a new coat, etc.). i guess you can say Ohio State got me a huge gift last night.
Ohio State defeated Notre Dame, 34-23, to win the national championship last night.
Monday Night Raw was very good last night.
and now the flipside of my birthday. our oven won't get over 370 degrees. we can still cook on the stovetop. i tried all the troubleshooting last night. nothing worked. so, i put in a call to an appliance repair company today and left a message. i have no damn clue when or if i will get a call back. good times.
so, i'm guessing my birthday meal tonight will be me going to get something at one of the fast food places in town. exactly how i wanted to spend my 49th birthday.
i made a little vow to myself when i went to sleep at 4:45 AM this morning. my goal is to not be sleeping alone on my 50th birthday. now, i know that goes against reality of my life at the moment, but i thought putting it out into the universe couldn't hurt.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT and St. Denis Medical.
the Dayton Flyers play tonight at Duquesne.
the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Ottawa.
i will probably be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.
i was saddened to learn that Garth Hudson, the last surviving member of The Band, passed away today.
i am now 48 years old. that is roughly 21 years longer than i ever wanted to live. of course, my disappointment with that has softened over the years. i did write 2 poems last night that i think are really fucking good. i made some cinnamon rolls this morning. arthritis made that a fucking adventure. but, they came out pretty good and aren't burnt. joy.
the Dayton Flyers won yesterday at home against Rhode Island, 96-62.
the USMNT lost yesterday against Slovenia, 1-0.
the New York Rangers lost last night at the LA Kings, 2-1. they play tonight at Anaheim.
i did watch both NFL games yesterday.
today, Tampa plays at Detroit and Kansas City is at Buffalo.
AEW Collision was good last night.
Saturday Night Live was excellent last night.
Austin City Limits was really good last night.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Power Book III: Raising Kanan, True Detective Night Country and The Woman In The Wall.
a thank you to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes today. i really appreciate it.
i'm not sure when i will be on here tomorrow.
i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday will be even better.
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.
feliz cumpleaños para mi
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:
MGMT - Time to Pretend
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
The Band - When I Paint My Masterpiece
Tom Waits - Cold Water
Otis Redding - A Change is Gonna Come
"Concentration is a fine antidote to anxiety." - Jack Nicklaus
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, the first thing i saw this morning was the death of Meat Loaf. and then later, i saw the news of the death of Louie Anderson. not exactly how i wanted to spend my 46th birthday, stewing in the news of two people that brought me great joy in my life and their deaths, which of course meant, i would be thinking about my own. my mother and sister got me some great presents this year; books, coffee, music, etc. all of which will be enjoyed.
this is going to be a quick one today as i think we're going to be eating dinner here soon.
Vice News Tonight had a good two shows this week. the show comes back in February.
Young Sheldon was very funny last night.
United States of Al was good last night.
B Positive was excellent last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher and Back On the Record with Bob Costas. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on Peacock.
the New York Rangers play tonight at Carolina. this should be a good measuring stick to see how good the Rangers actually are this season. plus, 5 former Rangers play for Carolina, so that should be interesting.
i should be on here tomorrow sometime before Manchester United plays West Ham.
thanks to everyone for all the birthday wishes. i really appreciate them.
and thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:
so, i turned 45 today. my sister called this morning to wish me a happy birthday and to remind me i'm old. that made me laugh as she is only 18 months younger than i am.
i took mom to her foot doctor today. we got there early and it went pretty fast. he's retiring soon, so she has to go to a new one before too long. after that, we decided to try out this BBQ place on the way home. it had been years since we had been there. they have a drive-thru now, so we decided to do that. i had the brisket sandwich and my mother got some smoked wings. i have to say, Company 7 BBQ has some really fucking good food.
NXT was really good last night.
AEW was pretty good last night as well.
The Masked Dancer was good last night.
Name That Tune was excellent last night. i think i shocked my mother at how fast i recognized some of the songs.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, B Positive, The Unicorn, Total Bellas and Cari & Jemele Won't Stick to Sports. i'll watch NXT UK sometime tonight on WWE Network.
i did watch a good portion of Liverpool losing today. that me really fucking happy.
i figure if i get bored tonight, i'll flip over to some hockey and/or NBA basketball.
i should be on here tomorrow before my sister comes down for the weekend.
thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i really appreciate it.
and thanks to everyone for checking out my latest SoundCloud recording:
i turned 44 today. as usual, i have spent today in pain and working on getting some poems out. i've got my third load of laundry in the washer and i have trash to pick up. joy.
no big plans this evening that i'm aware of. i'll probably be watching the Rangers vs. Islanders game tonight, hoping the Rangers win so i can have a drink on my birthday. hell, maybe even a shot.
i sent out 11 poems this morning; 3 each to Mad Swirl and Yellow Mama; 5 to Misfit Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.
Monday Night Raw had some good moments last night and plenty of moments where i switched the channel.
The New Pope was very good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be WWE Backstage.
other than the hockey game, i'll probably watch some college basketball tonight as well.
i'm really hoping Derek Jeter will be elected to the baseball hall of fame later today with 100% of the vote.
i still have the trash to pick up here and next door, so that's pretty much it for me kids.
in the music section today, i have my 5 favorite songs of all-time.
i will be on here in the morning tomorrow as my Wednesday is going to be a busy one.
until then kids...
thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes, i do appreciate them.
Han pasado más de 20 años desde que tuve una mujer en mi cumpleaños
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:
Otis Redding - A Change Is Gonna Come
John Prine w/Iris DeMent - In Spite of Ourselves (Live)
The Band - It Makes No Difference
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland
Tom Waits - Come On Up To The House
"I'm not against half naked girls, not as often as I'd like to be." - Benny Hill
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
before i get to the positives of today, amazingly there was a few, i first have to wade through all the fucking negatives from yesterday.
when the New Orleans Saints got up yesterday 13-0, i really wished those early field goals could have been touchdowns. i just had a feeling that would come back to haunt them. sure enough, along with the worst fucking blown call i have seen in my fucking life, the Saints ended up losing to the Rams yesterday, 26-23 in OT. i was hoping by waiting a day to write about it, i wouldn't still be pissed. no such luck. part of me would love to find the blind fuck that missed the most blatant pass interference in the history of the sport, and kill him. that won't solve anything, but it would please the fuck out of me. i can only hope now the league changes some fucking rules or something, but that won't solve the travesty from yesterday. of course, the Saints could have done a few things differently and the call wouldn't have mattered. but, i'm so fucking used to the heartbreak with this team, i'm nearly fucking numb.
the Patriots beat the Chiefs in the AFC Championship, 37-31 in OT. so the Super Bowl will be the Rams vs. Patriots. fuck, i hope the commercials are good.
at least the shows last night were pretty good.
True Detective was really good last night.
Crashing was pretty funny last night.
High Maintenance was hilarious last night.
Total Bellas was good last night.
Shameless was excellent last night.
SMILF was pretty good last night.
Black Monday was fucking hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Celebrity Big Brother. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
my mother and sister got me some really nice things for my birthday this year. some clothes, a couple books, liquor, music and money... those things always hit the spot.
i did do a little poetry work today. i think i know where my next 18 poems are going. i wanted to get those out today, but honestly, a good portion of my will to live was extinguished yesterday. so, i think i need to build that back up first.
i hope everyone had a good weekend. i'll be on here tomorrow after i take mom to physical therapy.
Incluso un jodido ciego podría hacer esa llamada.
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:
Grouplove - Welcome to Your Life
The Band - It Makes No Difference
Soundgarden - Blow Up the Outside World
"Just because nobody complains doesn't mean all parachutes are perfect." - Benny Hill
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
we have had over 8 inches of rain in last 20 hours or so. you can imagine my misery. now, toss in 5 rejected poems as well.
i heard back from Mark at Ariel Chart on my poetry submission from last month. i have no problem with having the poems rejected, but the reason he gave made me laugh. he said he was rejecting the poems because of profanity. considering 3 of the poems had no profanity at all... thankfully, now i know of another place to never waste my time on again.
the New York Yankees won last night in Seattle, 4-0. they got some great pitching last night. hopefully, that will continue tonight.
the USMNT lost to Brazil last night, 2-0. considering the USMNT was without their best player, that's not that bad of a job from the kids against the #3 team in the world.
VICE was really good last night.
NJPW was pretty good last night.
the season finale of Random Acts of Flyness was weird as fuck and great last night. i can't wait for season 2.
Real Time with Bill Maher was hilarious last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be ROH.
Ohio State plays at home this afternoon against Rutgers. hopefully it's another easy victory.
i'm sure i'll probably watch some other college football games today as well.
happy birthday to my sister. she turns... i've learned a long time ago to not mention the age of a woman and i'd like to stay in that will as well.
she should be down here this afternoon. between mom and i, she's going to get plenty for her birthday.
that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.
si yo fuera Noah, estaría construyendo ahora
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:
Pantera - I'm Broken
Helmet - Unsung
Slayer - Raining Blood
Disturbed - Down with the Sickness
"Blind and unwavering undisciplined at all times constitutes the real strength of all free men."
- Alfred Jarry
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
today marks 42 years on this fucking planet. probably 42 more than i ever wanted. but, so far the day has been better than i was expecting.
i did write 3 poems this morning as i once again couldn't sleep worth a shit. the poems are really good. that brings me to 26 poems for the month. so i am right on schedule.
lunch with my mother and sister went pretty good. they got me way more than i was expecting with gifts this year. plenty of music and clothes, that's for sure.
the rest of today is going to be a little birthday cake and probably some football. plus, it would be nice if the New York Rangers decided to win on my birthday out in Los Angeles.
Saturday Night Live last night was fucking hilarious.
Austin City Limits was very good last night. every once in awhile, i think everyone needs to listen to some jazz.
ROH was excellent last night.
i was hoping to shoot the shit with my sister last night. but, sleep is more important to her than anything. i believe she said this morning she got 10 1/2 hours of sleep last night. i almost got 4.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Shameless, The Chi, Crashing and Divorce.
i have no damn clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i have to take mom to get a test done. it's 3 1/2 hours long. so, i'm going to try to get the blog done while i'm back home waiting to go pick her up. i also need to hit the bank tomorrow at some time.
thank you to everyone for all the birthday wishes. i really do appreciate it.
i hope your Saturday was great. hopefully your Sunday will be even better.
deja que comience a beber
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:
Stone Temple Pilots - Dead & Bloated
Aaron Lewis & Fred Durst - Outside (Live)
The Afghan Whigs - When We Two Parted
Metallica - Am I Evil?
"If you risk nothing, then you risk everything." - Geena Davis
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
today my mother turns 64. she looked a little puzzled at the card i gave her. it was a penguin saying all these positive things. she then looked inside and it was blank, except for what i wrote... don't worry, it all will be over soon. HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY i then gave her a Marvin The Martian Hot Wheels car and a deluxe edition of Sgt. Pepper's by the Beatles. i figured with her turning 64, that gift just made too much sense. she liked them both.
the frames i ordered from Hobby Lobby came today. thankfully, nothing was damaged like the horror stories i read on their website.
the New York Yankees are now inventing ways to lose games. they scored in every inning from the 6th on last night, and still managed to fucking lose 8-7 in 10 innings. and now the injuries are piling up. Adam Warren, Gary Sanchez and Aaron Hicks. just fucking great. hopefully they stop the damn losing streak tonight in Oakland.
Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.
The Putin Interviews, Part 4 were pretty damn comical last night. i did howl when Putin more or less said Trump is stupid and will have to learn while on the job. and i love when he suddenly starts talking perfect english when he's talking to a woman.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be VICE, NJPW and Real Time with Bill Maher.
i went to the grocery store earlier this afternoon. it was probably too damn hot but, fuck it. as soon as i walked in, this unbelievably attractive woman walked past me and smiled. of course, i was headed to the pharmacy and she was going the opposite direction. i was really hoping to run into her while going around the store. of course, that never happened. i figure there's another poem. i got mom a small birthday cake and some other things she wanted. and amazingly, i got her the right pads this time. i made sure she wrote down as much info as i needed on the grocery list so i would get the ones she wanted this time. see women, a man that can follow directions. how you doin'?
i guess my sister is bringing pizza for dinner tonight. oh goody, pizza and cake. and only two toilets in the house. at least we know the code to get in next door. that might come in handy at some point.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. i will try to be on here tomorrow before the cleaning ladies are here.
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:
Violent Femmes - Add It Up (Live)
2Pac, Dr. Dre & Roger - California Love
Portugal. The Man - Rich Friends
Fun Lovin' Criminals - Scooby Snacks
"My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.'" - Tupac Shakur
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so i started my 40th year on this planet by taking a shit that clogged the toilet. i figured that might be a good sign. i was wrong. so it looks like year 40 is going to be much like the other 39.
i did send out 12 poems today; 3 each to Dead Snakes and Chiron Review. i sent 6 poems to The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places, i will pass on the verdicts.
i then did my new YouTube video. the first version i published i deleted as i noticed i had a spelling mistake in it. i figured that happened when my mother came in my room and told me about my uncle vomiting all over the place next door and she was rushing over. this is where the asshole in me kicked in. i was going to make sure i got the video done before i did anything. mom called to tell me she forgot her phone just as i was finishing up the corrected version. good times.
the new webcam worked pretty good. i think the more i use it, the more i'm going to like it. and when i know i only spent $6 on it, i figure it will be a good investment.
NXT was really good last night. i was very happy to see Rich Swann and Johnny Gargano both on the show. the matches were very good as well.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Life in Pieces, WWE Smackdown, Baskets and Lip Sync Battle.
i have to take mom to the grocery store. while we're there, i believe i will be going into the liquor store and buying myself a birthday gift.
i think we're also going to go out to eat before then. i wasn't sure if we were as i figured she was going to spend the rest of the day next door. frankly, i'm a little shocked she came back home. but that's another story for when i'm fucking hammered and pissed at the world.
i believe my sister might be coming down for the weekend. hopefully she doesn't bring any snow with her.
thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i hope this finds you a little drunk and a little naughty.
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:
R.E.M. - It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
The Clash - Train in Vain
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)
"Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper." - Francis Bacon
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
as you might notice, i've begun changing the blog. i have no clue what the final product will end up looking like, i just know i want it to look different. it's sort of the reason why i shave every once in awhile; i just need a fucking change. so, be patient, i'll still post everyday. just think of it like a construction site. but i won't be handing out speeding tickets.
i got my new webcam in the mail today. the postal carrier and i might have a talk here soon. he stuffed the box into the mailbox. and i know if i had problems pulling it out, the asshole that put it in there had problems as well. but, the camera works, so... looks like i might be doing a YouTube video on my 40th birthday tomorrow.
i heard back from Nerve Cowboy yesterday on my submission from last September. they decided to pass. well, at least i have 5 poems now ready to send somewhere else. i'll most likely be doing that tomorrow as well.
the New York Rangers won last night 3-2 in OT over Vancouver. i was happy with the win and even more happy that they had over 40 shots on goal. maybe the screams of SHOOT THE FUCKING PUCK from the living room were actually heard for a change.
when the Dayton Flyers were up by 31 last night, i figured they were going to win. but, seeing i've been a fan for my entire life and know what happens when they have big leads, i didn't turn the game off. as usual, Dayton tried to give the game away to St. Bonaventure, but the lead ended up being too big. Dayton won 85-79. they next play Sunday at Fordham.
Total Divas last night was pretty damn funny.
i think the only reason i watch this show is to laugh my ass off.
enjoy some music kids:
and now some of this and that:
i'll be watching NXT tonight on WWE Network. other than that, i'll probably just be flipping through the channels.
we did get some snow this morning, maybe an inch or so. i think it depends on the track of the next storm to see how much we get tomorrow night into Friday morning. it may be nothing or it could be close to a foot. good times.
i did listen to Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today with Chris Hero. i highly recommend it.
not sure what is going to happen tomorrow. i'm really just going to treat it as just another day. i don't think we've done anything "special" for one of my birthdays in years, so i'm not expecting anything tomorrow.
i hope this finds everyone warm and a little drunk.
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:
Jimi Hendrix - Machine Gun
Tom Waits - Chocolate Jesus
David Bowie - Modern Love
"Negativity is the enemy of creativity." - David Lynch
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
today became a birthday of getting shit done. i woke up in a decent enough mood and decided to be a glutton for punishment. i started typing up poems. exactly how any asshole who thinks himself to be a poet should spend his time at 7 in the morning on his birthday. in my utopia, i would be getting a blowjob while eating grapes. in reality, i'm wondering why my fingers don't work as fast on this keyboard.
anywho, i sent 16 poems out today. 3 to The Camel Saloon and 6 each to ZYX and The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places, i'll pass along the verdicts.
i deposited my birthday money today at the bank. i also entered the gift card my mother got me for amazon.com. i'm not planning on getting anything from there until the move is complete. but, once that happens, i feel sorry for the postal service. i also got a New Orleans Saints shirt, some comfy house shoes, a Dayton Flyers scarf, and a book about Dayton's run to the Elite 8 last season. all in all, not a bad birthday at all.
mom and i went to the sports bar for my birthday this afternoon. when the waitress found out it was my birthday, she asked if i was turning 21. i laughed and noticed the ring on finger and thought to myself, if only... the drinks were a little stiff, which i certainly didn't mind.
now for the sports last night... the Dayton Flyers were due for a stinker. of course, they chose to play that one on national television after getting ranked in the top 25 for the first time this season. they got whipped in every aspect of the game by Davidson last night, 77-60. and quite honestly, it wasn't that close. but, shit happens. they are still 15-3. they play Richmond at home on Saturday night.
while Dayton was playing like shit, the New York Rangers were following right along. to say i was frustrated was an understatement. thankfully, New York came alive in the 3rd period and got the game to OT. and then, this happened:
what a great fucking way to go into the All-Star break. here are the highlights from the whole game:
tonight i'm planning on watching Lucha Underground and American Horror Story. i might watch some hockey as well. and then late tonight, i'm going to catch up on some podcasts while eating some birthday cake.
i also got a haircut today. the barber almost didn't recognize me without my goatee. he then asked how old i was. when i told him i turned 39 today, he was stunned. he remembers when my mother brought me in as a child. now, the funny part of this is this may have been the first time we have spoken outside of how do you want this cut in over a decade. after that, we shot the shit about sports for the next 20 minutes or so.
thankfully, my truck started right up today. i hadn't started it for almost a month. of course, i had to put some air in the tires, but it ran great. that takes a huge burden off of my mind.
ok, that's all for me today. i have some birthday cake waiting for me. thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i truly do appreciate them.
thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
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:
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around with Jim
Dead Man Fall - Bang Your Drum
Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy
so, the "experts" were partly correct with the weather forecast. it did snow. thankfully, we only got three inches of it. here are some pictures of the first snowfall on the farm in 2015:
you can see the rest of the pictures i took in the slideshow on the right hand side of this blog.
thankfully, the snow was pretty easy to shovel. of course, i managed to injure myself anyway. i think i pulled something in my left arm. i probably hurt it yesterday trying to change the water filter in the cellar. thank god i have a wonderful pain tolerance.
it's supposed to get really fucking cold tonight, well below zero. i might have to sleep with the wool socks on tonight.
the World Juniors gold medal game last night was crazy. i stopped watching when Canada got out to a big lead and then i turned back and Russia had cut the lead down to 1. i watched most of the game from there. Canada won 5-4.
Monday Night Raw was disappointing last night. i'm reserving complete judgment to see if all the bullshit from last night leads to something good. of course, given what i think of the company, i don't have much hope for anything good happening.
thankfully, Gotham was fucking awesome last night. the episode had so many twists and turns... edge of the seat type shit for the entire hour. one of the best shows on television.
i think i found the checks i'm going to order when we move. i definitely have to get the Batman checks i found today. too fucking cool.
i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. probably some college basketball. maybe i'll catch up on some reading.
i'm planning on breaking out the first poetry submissions of 2015 tomorrow. so, hopefully my arm isn't killing me too much as i have some fucking typing to do.
hope everyone is doing good. hopefully it is warmer where you are. if not, break out the hard stuff for tonight. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
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...
REMINDER... if you'd like to be so kind and get me something for my birthday (Jan. 21st), feel free to get me ANYTHING from my Amazon. com Wish List. you can find a direct link to it on the right hand side of this blog. thanks.
music:
My Morning Jacket - Acoustic Citsuoca (Live) EP
Hayes Carll w/Caitlin Rose - Love Don't Let Me Down
Thriving Ivory - Angels On the Moon
Over the Rhine - Ohio
Sonic Youth - The Diamond Sea
"Nothing happens unless first we dream." - Carl Sandburg
today i turned 38. to celebrate, i gave myself a ridiculous haircut and sent out some poems. nothing quite like being a genius that has grown bored and tired.
as for the haircut, my best way of describing it... it's like a bad toupee. my mother hates it so i immediately love it. we'll see how long it lasts.
as for the poems, i sent out 5 to My Favorite Bullet and 6 to ZYX. more on this in the next post.
the weather has took a turn to shit here. a windchill somewhere in the -15 area. it certainly was not fun clearing off the walks this morning and feeding the cats. i'll hand it to the cats though, they are amazingly all still alive and generally healthy.
i had a good laugh today at all the Manchester United rumors. ah, just love the silly season.
also some juicy New York Yankees rumors going around as well. more on that hopeful good news later in the week.
Monday Night Raw disappointed me last night. it had all the makings of being great but just seemed a step off at times. not surprising, considering the building they were in is a 13,000 seat dump. with the worse parking design ever. sort of happy i didn't go now.
tonight, for my birthday, the New York Rangers play the team i have hated since i was a child, the New York Islanders. sadly, the King is sick tonight, so i'm really hopeful Cam Talbot continues his great play. i'll be really fucking pissed if i'm not drinking a victory beer sometime tonight.
other than that, i'm sure i'll be bouncing between some college basketball, other hockey games, and some NBA games since they are FREE this week. might as well take advantage of it.
hopefully my arm feels a little better tomorrow and i'll set up my new camera and maybe take some shots with it.
a big thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday today. i really appreciate it.
hope this finds everyone well. hope your heat is going strong. let's just say that every heater in this joint will be on at some point tonight.
peace and chicken grease.
music:
Valerie June - Pushin' Against A Stone
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa - Don't Explain
Cheap Trick - Authorized Greatest Hits
"Girls are like pianos. When they're not upright, they're grand." - Benny Hill
amazingly, i think i got almost 6 hours of sleep last night, albeit in 2 hour increments. i was feeling pretty good until i took my shower this morning. the pain got a little much in there, especially along the bone in my upper left arm. either that, or i was bizarrely pissed that Manchester United lost again today. take your pick.
Manchester United lost 3-1 to Chelsea. i just wish David Moyes would pick a fucking lineup and run with it for a few games rather than changing it before every fucking game. i turned the game off at halftime and really didn't bother to turn it back on.
the Dayton Flyers lost yesterday 73-64 at Richmond. hard to win playing 5 on 8 as Richmond made almost twice as many free throws than Dayton took. more horrific referees. it's truly what sucks when you have no choice but to play a few freshman and sophomores against seniors and the refs decide they need to teach the kids a lesson.
thankfully, the New York Rangers played a complete and dominating road game at Ottawa yesterday, winning 4-1. hopefully they can keep the good momentum going when they play Washington tonight at home.
Saturday Night Live was better than i thought it was going to be last night. i'm not a big fan of Drake, but the show was good.
Ring Of Honor was excellent once again last night. they are on a really good string of shows here recently.
after the football games today, it will be the usual Sunday night shows. True Detective, Girls, Shameless, House of Lies, and Episodes. of course, depending on when the games end will depend on how late i'm up watching the shows tonight.
i did get some really nice gifts last night from my mother and sister. the highlights being a Yoda t-shirt, a new hoodie, some new sweats, a Batman tin sign , and a new camera. i can't wait to play with that later this week. all in all, pretty damn good. plus, they bought me lunch today at my favorite sports bar. it would have been great if my arm wouldn't have been shooting pain the last 30 minutes i was there.
the wind has been playing havoc with the 2 inches of snow we got last night. we have a few drifts over 6 inches now. plus, i'm not sure why i bothered shoveling the walks if it was just going to get blown right back on them.
i ask all of you to check out the poem of mine that was published this morning. "this mystic ride" is one of the best ones i have written in quite some time. love to know what any of you think. feel free to email me or leave the comments here on the blog or over at The Camel Saloon.
that's all for now. i'm off to go watch some football and down a bottle of whiskey. good times. until tomorrow.
music:
Fitz & The Tantrums - Free EP 1&2
"Stupidity is a talent for misconception." - Edgar Allan Poe
