well, i had a productive Friday the 13th...

 13 happens to be my lucky number. and being a superstitious fuck, Friday the 13th has always been a day that i cherish. today was one of those days i suppose. a couple of poems published. more poems accepted for publication. and, i wrote 5 poems this morning while my mother was getting her hair done. add in a trip to the post office to mail back an autographed book to CRK and i have been quite the productive fucker.

thank you to everyone for checking out the published poems today:

https://thedopefienddaily.blogspot.com/2024/12/it-is-never-easy-by-jj-campbell.html

https://www.disturbtheuniversemagazine.com/2024/12/a-new-set-of-suckers-by-jj-campbell.html

i slept through most of the NFL game last night. the Rams won over the 49ers, 12-6.

Georgie & Mandy's First Marriage was good last night.

NJPW was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown and AEW Rampage. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.

so, i guess Anthem is fucking with me on my health insurance. they sent me a bill today for $613 for my insurance for the first month of 2025. the guy that helps me do this can't find anything as the marketplace believes i should have an income around $20,000 right now. well, i don't. so, he has to send my shit to Medicaid, which will get rejected because my mother makes too much on her social security. and once i get that rejection notice, then he should be able to get me insurance on the marketplace at a really good rate. and people wonder why people get so fucking frustrated with this shit that they do insane things. so, shit is really going to get tight around here in January. and i have absolutely no faith that i will get good insurance for next to nothing given what the government is going to look like soon.

so yeah, if there was anything to piss on my parade today, that was it.

i will probably be on here in the morning tomorrow before the New York Rangers play in the afternoon.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

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.

viernes trece

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:

Lavender Scare - Prom Queen

Diana Krall - Christmas Time Is Here

Joan Osborne - What Do Bad Girls Get?

Sia - Snowman

The Beaumonts - Cocaine Christmas

"Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings." - Heinrich Heine

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

trying to make lemonade out of chicken shit

my frustration level increased over each hour last night to the point where my blood was damn near actually boiling. between the Yankees, Manchester United, my bad back, my health insurance, etc. etc... these are the days where my 8 year old self smiles and gives me the finger. this is what i get for not listening. this is what i get for thinking that love actually exists. this is what i get for exposing my soul to the sun for too long. this is what i get for coming from the bottom of the gene pool.

the New York Yankees left a small village on base last night. they had the bases loaded 4 different times and could only score 3 runs. that won't work in a ballpark that screams for softball numbers. the 4-3 loss came on the same night that Toronto finally had a loss. so, there's another damn chance pissed away. they play again tonight. hopefully they actually get some timely hits.

Monday Night Raw was more miss than hit last night. i enjoyed a few segments:

but other than that, the show was useless for me. it's painfully obvious they are setting up Seth Rollins vs. HHH down the line. but to use someone like Sting to do that is beyond fucking stupid. plus, it's totally obvious that Vince thinks that women are only eye candy and nothing else. he alone has basically killed the revolution of women's wrestling. beyond frustrating.

i downloaded the Leon Bridges mixtape today. it's really damn good. check it out by going here: http://cominghometotexas.com/

enjoy some music kids, i'll be trying to find the sun:

and now some of this and that:

Manchester United bought some 19 year old French kid today that supposedly is going to be the next Thierry Henry. i've heard that about every good French player for the last decade. even Henry himself admits that this a massive gamble by the club. they also got some 17 year old defender that probably won't help the club for a few years. 2 moves that make no fucking sense to me. also, you now have a pissed off goalkeeper who wanted to be at Real Madrid but isn't now because of paperwork. and the club has sent away striker after striker and replaced them with a mystery. with all that said, given the number they have given him. let's hope Anthony Martial is the second coming:

on the DVR tonight will be Total Divas, Hard Knocks and the season finale of Tyrant. if the baseball game goes like last night, at least i have something else to watch.

my health insurance went up $200 today, mostly because insurance companies are greedy fuckers that have to always make more money or else. i guess i will be looking for a cheaper plan soon. also, it's the birthday of the woman that molested me. i can't imagine why my day has been shit.

it's fucking September 1st and it was 87 degrees today. and there are still dumb fucks in the world that don't believe in global warming. and people wonder why i always have so much to write about.

god willing, i will drink myself to sleep tonight and not wake up in a pile of my own shit.

and on that lovely visual, until tomorrow folks...

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:

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Southern Cross
Shinedown - Second Chance
MICK & Leon Bridges - Coming Home To Texas

"As long as you're having fun, that's the key. The moment it becomes a grind, it's over." - Barry Gibb

and your pro wrestling video of the day: