Showing posts with label in between hangovers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label in between hangovers. Show all posts

Sunday, April 8, 2018

the old poets

my poem "the old poets" has been published at In Between Hangovers. you can find the poem by going here: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2018/04/08/the-old-poets-by-j-j-campbell/

response from In Between Hangovers

i heard back from Tasha at In Between Hangovers on my poetry submission from last month. my poems "the old poets", "neon jesus", "about the future", "back on the bathroom floor", "take your beating like a man" and "if the wind hits just right" have been accepted for publication.

Sunday, March 18, 2018

i knew there was a reason i was getting a haircut today...

i just watched the team i picked to win the national championship this season (Michigan St.) lose in the NCAA tournament. never good when my brackets can't make it out of the first weekend.

a little poetry news to pass on... i did get that wild hair up my ass, it was either that or a little too much alcohol and sent out 17 poems today. 6 each to In Between Hangovers and Midnight Lane Boutique; 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

Manchester United advanced in the FA Cup yesterday 2-0. it was a rather listless performance. to me, it seemed like the mind fuckery going on with the coach to his players has the majority of the players afraid to fail. that's never a good thing. Lukaku and Matic scored the goals. they have played for Mourinho before, so they know his tricks. United will play Tottenham in the semifinals of the FA Cup next month.

the New York Rangers lost in OT last night against St. Louis 4-3. it does look like the kids like playing the role of spoiler.

ROH was really good last night.

Saturday Night Live was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Our Cartoon President, Homeland, the season finale of The Chi, Here and Now and Last Week Tonight.

the weather was finally nice enough today that i was able to take mom to get her haircut. i figured i would get mine done as well since i hadn't had it cut since December. as i told the lady before she started, my only hope is i look different than when i came in here. mission accomplished.

after we got done there, i had to take mom to get some cash out of the ATM. we ended up driving past where we used to live. i was pretty surprised at the amount of water damage in the area. hell, one field was still under water about a mile or so from our old farm.

i will be on here tomorrow after a trip to the bank and getting some gas. i think there's a chance of snow this coming week and then a quick warmup after that. joy.

i hope everyone had a good Saturday. hopefully your Sunday will be even better.

Lo bueno es que no apuesto dinero a estos juegos

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:

Arcade Fire - Creature Comfort
Lana Del Rey - Love
Spoon - Can I Sit Next to You
Freya Ridings - Lost Without You

"Celebrity is a mask that eats into the face." - John Updike

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

Sunday, October 8, 2017

that bridge in brooklyn

my poem "that bridge in brooklyn" has been published at In Between Hangovers. you can find the poem by going here: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2017/10/08/that-bridge-in-brooklyn-by-j-j-campbell/

response from In Between Hangovers

i heard back from Tasha at In Between Hangovers on my recent poetry submission. my poems "that bridge in brooklyn", "eyes that could melt any soul", "in the name of the lord", "one of these mass shootings", "the wrong color to be called a terrorist" and "dead on the bathroom floor" have been accepted for publication.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

the joy of being young

before i get into the crazy fucking Yankees game last night, a little poetry news...

i sent out 11 poems today, 6 to In Between Hangovers and 5 to Synchronized Chaos. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

when the Yankees were down 3-0 four batters into the game last night, it was like i was in a fucking nightmare. thankfully, the Yankees got those runs right back in the bottom half of the first and decided to just keep scoring. the bullpen pitched 8 2/3 innings last night and only gave up 1 run while striking out 13. the Yankees won the wild card game over the Twins 8-4. they will now face Cleveland on Thursday in the ALDS.

Smackdown was good last night. they did a decent job pumping up the 2 big matches at Hell in a Cell this Sunday, but you wouldn't know there are any other matches on the show.

205 Live was pretty good last night. Kalisto should work well on the show.

The Voice was good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was great last night.

American Horror Story was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Lucha Underground, Mr. Mercedes, You're the Worst and Total Bellas. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

there was just enough rain today to make me ache like a motherfucker. and of course, that rain came while i was grocery shopping. i'm not sure if the people in the store could tell i was in pain, but i was fucking miserable. and of course, the cashier wanted to have a damn conversation. lovely.

the NHL season starts tonight. the New York Rangers play tomorrow night, at the same time as the Yankees vs. Indians game. great.

that's all for me today kids. i need to get started on dinner.

recuerda el amor de tu vida que la miseria es sólo unos pocos segundos mal

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:

Van Morrison - Bring It On Home To Me
Warren Zevon - Lawyers, Guns and Money (Live)
Hot Water Music - Radio
The Dollyrots - American Girl

"To write something, you have to risk making a fool of yourself." - Anne Rice

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

Friday, May 12, 2017

response from Your One Phone Call

i heard back from Dai at Your One Phone Call on my poetry submission from earlier this month. my poems "your personal demolition derby" and "cruel monster" have been accepted for publication. they will appear on September 15th and September 29th. my poems "stalks from the shadows", "pissing on your parade" and "remember the glory" will be published at In Between Hangovers.