another pissed off afternoon...

 so, Manchester United pissed away a 2-0 lead today at Porto in the Europa League. add to that, Bruno got another red card for a high boot that made no fucking contact with a player, even though the Porto player acted like Bruno made him bleed. but, United tied the game at 3 in the 91st minute. still, a 3-3 draw isn't fucking good enough.

i did take mom to her podiatrist today. they were more busy than normal. i also set up her appointment next week to have more blood work done and the appointment for both of us to get our COVID shots. i know she wanted to get all that done before she has her eye surgery.

The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.

AEW Dynamite was good last night.

i completely forgot that there was two episodes of Grotesquerie on last night. they were excellent.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Big Brother, The Old Man and NJPW.

i might watch some of the NFL game tonight and maybe Game 3 between the Mets and Brewers.

the Yankees will be playing the Royals in the playoffs. with the Orioles and Astros both out of the playoffs, Aaron Boone has no fucking excuses to use if the Yankees don't make it to the World Series.

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

i also have no damn clue what i am making for dinner.

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.

Otra tarde cabreada

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:

Lindsey Rose Black - One Of Your Girls

Ella Raphael - Tangled Love

ODESZA w/Bettye LaVette - The Last Goodbye

Kiesza - What Is Love

David Bowie - Fame

"Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn." - Gore Vidal

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

and the hours all blend into one long story...

 so, i woke up this morning to yet another fucking telemarketer calling. nothing quite like 4 hours of sleep when you know you have shit to do. joy.

so, after breakfast this morning, i had to go to the post office to return a package that mom never ordered. after that, i had to go to her accountant and drop off the taxes. side note, they called this afternoon to tell mom they are done. after the accountant, i went to the bank. i made that deposit and then went back home. got in a good 20 minute nap and then helped mom get ready to go to her doctor's appointment. that appointment lasted forever. the good old Medicare checkup appointment. but, at least mom got to talk about everything she wanted to. 

we had a really good lunch today, so dinner tonight is going to be light.

the Yankees lost yesterday to Baltimore, 3-1. Judge had 3 strikeouts yesterday, so i'm hoping he has a big series in Texas so the triple crown will be a possibility. they start a 4 game series tonight at the Texas Rangers.

i did watch a little MLS action yesterday.

mom was happy that her Jets defeated the dictator's Steelers yesterday.

Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.

Power Book III: Raising Kanan was excellent last night.

Nothing Compares was really good last night. i think it did a great job showing how much Sinead O'Connor was way ahead of the times. you look back on ripping up the photo of the Pope now and given all the sexual abuse in the Catholic church, it makes perfect fucking sense. highly recommend watching this if you get the chance.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Voice and Monday Night Raw.

i did listen to episode 415 of Notsam Wrestling today. you can hear that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/tales-from-the-territories-with-evan-husney-notsam-wrestling-415-207256385

mom gets her injection for her back tomorrow. i should be on here after i get back home from that.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:

http://www.jellyfishwhispers.com/2022/10/three-poems-by-jj-campbell.html

https://dumpsterfirepress.com/2022/10/02/voices-from-the-fire-j-j-campbell-3/

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.

nunca olvides la urgencia del 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:

Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U

TV on the Radio - Province

Bob Marley - No Woman No Cry (Live)

Geto Boys - Mind Playin Tricks on Me

Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble - Life Without You (Live)

"Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn." - Gore Vidal

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

well, at least it's not cancer

when my doctor mentioned tumor yesterday, i wasn't sure how to react. i'm sure part of me was giddy with the thought of death. but, part of me is actually (stupidly) hoping to enjoy a little of life before i die. thankfully, it's not the kind of tumor that involves cancer. what is going on with my stomach is a Lipoma. it's usually a lump of fatty tissue that develops right under the skin. my doctor told me to not think about it unless it starts to cause me pain. that usually comes about if the tissue starts to grow around the nerves. as for my left leg, they don't believe any new blood clots or anything is forming. as for my bad back, i have a physical therapy session scheduled for Monday. all my blood test levels came back good. my A1C was down enough that i could get off of one pill. but of course, my blood pressure was up, so now i'm on a pill for that.

i got home in time to watch most of the second half of Manchester United vs. Valencia. after watching 20 minutes of it, i almost wished they would have sent me to get x-rays done instead. United is fucking woeful at the moment. just unwatchable. a 0-0 draw wasn't what i was hoping to see yesterday.

Smackdown was pretty good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was hilarious last night.

The Voice was good last night.

Mayans M.C. was excellent last night.

Mr Inbetween was really good last night. hard to imagine the season finale is already coming up next week.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lucha Underground, Total Divas, Mr. Mercedes and American Horror Story. i'll watch 205 Live, NXT and the Mae Young Classic sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Yankees play Oakland tonight at home in the American League wild card game. i hope the game tonight doesn't go 13 innings like the Cubs vs. Rockies game did last night.

i did do a little poetry work last night. i know where the next 10 poems are going. i will hopefully get those out before the weekend comes.

the NHL regular season starts tonight. i might watch a little of the games. the New York Rangers season starts tomorrow night.

since it rained yesterday, the landscaper didn't come over last night. he had some other jobs to do and the rain caused a delay. he's coming over tonight i guess to show us what he is planning to do with the yard.

i need to go to the grocery store to pick up my prescriptions, so that is all for me today kids.

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

¿Quién no disfruta de un poco de sol bajo la lluvia?

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:

Macy Gray - Creep
Kiesza - What Is Love
Shawn James - Number of the Beast (Live)

"Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn." - Gore Vidal

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

off to a good start

after a nice ass kicking last night from Baltimore, i wasn't hoping for much this afternoon from the Yankees. surprisingly, a nice 12-3 win was in order, with 11 of those runs coming in the first 3 innings. Joba returned as well. once he gets the rust off, maybe the bullpen will fall back in place. hopefully the bats will continue to be awake for a few weeks at least.

with the Yankees winning easily for a change, gave me a little time to nap and catch some Olympic soccer. anytime i can watch that racist fucker Luis Suarez and Uruguay lose i'm a happy man. and to listen to him cry like a bitch afterwards because the fans booed him every time he touched the ball makes it even better. it's called karma asshole.

hello to my friend in California. best of luck catching the mouse. patience grasshopper.

finally a little drama on Big Brother. here's hoping the live show is a knock down holy shit episode. i'm not holding my breath, but i can at least hope.

soon i will have a rough copy of my first full length poetry collection in my hands. "Sofisticated White Trash" is getting oh so closer to reality. i might even do some YouTube videos. what, J.J. reading? oh no!

if anyone is interested in doing a review of the book, contact me. i'm sure we can work something out.

music today:

Tom Waits - Blood Money
Guided By Voices - Earthquake Glue
Bulletboys - Bulletboys
Fiona Apple - Tidal

"Some writers take to drink, others take to audiences." - Gore Vidal