my poem "nuclear winter" was published in Potters Wheel Anthology Vol. 2. you can download the issue for FREE by going here:
http://jeremy-benson.com/issues/PWissue3.html
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Showing posts with label jeremy benson. Show all posts
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
response from Jeremy Benson
i heard back from Jeremy Benson on my poetry submission from the other day. my poem "nuclear winter" has been accepted for volume 2 of the Potters Wheel Anthology. when it hits the streets i'll be sure to put all the links here on the blog.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
a good morning
i got my shit together (a little) and sent out some poems today. 6 poems total. 5 to Zygote in My Coffee and 1 to Jeremy Benson for his next Potters Wheel Anthology. if you're interested in sending Jeremy some poems, check out this link for all the information: http://jeremy-benson.com/issues/PWissue2.html.
i wasn't too pleased last night after watching the New York Rangers get completely manhandled in the first period last night. thankfully the rest of the game was the complete opposite. a much needed 2-1 shootout victory. highlights are below. a huge game tonight against the Devils. another 2 points would be very nice. and needed. of course, i won't see it until much later on as i'll be at some basketball games tonight. not sure if i will try to keep up on the score at the game or not.
congratulations to the Dayton Flyers women's team on making the NCAA tournament. of course, they got completely hosed by getting a 7 seed. that's a tough pill to swallow for a team with just 2 losses all season. but, that should give them a nice huge chip on their shoulder.
enjoyed a few parts of Monday Night Raw. didn't catch all of it as i was sneaking peeks at the Miami Heat vs. Boston Celtics last night. i laughed when the Heat were down 17 early and watched them win the game by 2. a quick rule of thumb i have developed over the years. if you ever want to watch a NBA game, you only really have to subject yourself to the last 5 minutes. that's really the only part of a regular season game that is great. this rule does not apply for the playoffs.
back to Raw, the triple threat match last night was excellent. wouldn't mind seeing that again. also, the look on Triple H's face after the career on the line stipulation was revealed was perfect. not a perfect show by any means, but good enough to keep the car moving on the road to Wrestlemania.
hope everyone has a great day. updates on this blog may be a little spotty given all the basketball games. but, if there is a great night of games, you might see a 3 in the morning update. who knows. until we meet again.
music today:
The Steel Wheels - Live @ Ignition Garage
"If you want to be thought a liar, always tell the truth." - Logan P. Smith
i wasn't too pleased last night after watching the New York Rangers get completely manhandled in the first period last night. thankfully the rest of the game was the complete opposite. a much needed 2-1 shootout victory. highlights are below. a huge game tonight against the Devils. another 2 points would be very nice. and needed. of course, i won't see it until much later on as i'll be at some basketball games tonight. not sure if i will try to keep up on the score at the game or not.
congratulations to the Dayton Flyers women's team on making the NCAA tournament. of course, they got completely hosed by getting a 7 seed. that's a tough pill to swallow for a team with just 2 losses all season. but, that should give them a nice huge chip on their shoulder.
enjoyed a few parts of Monday Night Raw. didn't catch all of it as i was sneaking peeks at the Miami Heat vs. Boston Celtics last night. i laughed when the Heat were down 17 early and watched them win the game by 2. a quick rule of thumb i have developed over the years. if you ever want to watch a NBA game, you only really have to subject yourself to the last 5 minutes. that's really the only part of a regular season game that is great. this rule does not apply for the playoffs.
back to Raw, the triple threat match last night was excellent. wouldn't mind seeing that again. also, the look on Triple H's face after the career on the line stipulation was revealed was perfect. not a perfect show by any means, but good enough to keep the car moving on the road to Wrestlemania.
hope everyone has a great day. updates on this blog may be a little spotty given all the basketball games. but, if there is a great night of games, you might see a 3 in the morning update. who knows. until we meet again.
music today:
The Steel Wheels - Live @ Ignition Garage
"If you want to be thought a liar, always tell the truth." - Logan P. Smith
Thursday, February 28, 2013
many more miles down this road
my poem "many more miles down this road" has been published today in Potters Wheel Anthology Vol. 1. you can find out more info on this free e-book by going here:
http://jeremy-benson.com/issues/PWissue2.html
or download it directly by going directly here:
http://www.jeremy-benson.com/downloads/PWAnthologyVol1.zip
feel free to pass this on. thanks.
http://jeremy-benson.com/issues/PWissue2.html
or download it directly by going directly here:
http://www.jeremy-benson.com/downloads/PWAnthologyVol1.zip
feel free to pass this on. thanks.
Friday, February 1, 2013
starting the month off right
i was hoping to start February much better than my January ended with the New York Rangers playing like absolute shit last night and the very public ending of one of the best friendships of my life.
with that being said, i woke up freezing this morning as i must have tossed and turned all night long and the covers were nowhere near me. and seeing that the wind chill was somewhere around -10 (hard to believe it was damn near 60 a few days ago), i knew this was going to be one of those days.
didn't see many cats when i fed them this morning. hopefully they were either hiding or had started hunting, as the sun was out, and weren't waiting on my fat ass to get out there to feed them. put out a good amount of bird food as well seeing that we're supposed to get another 2 or 3 inches of snow tomorrow.
i totally enjoyed Super Bowl week on The Dan Patrick Show. in my mind, it is absolutely the best sports show on tv or radio. nothing else is close. as for the Super Bowl itself, i really couldn't give a shit who wins. if i have to root for someone, i'll pick the 49ers only because i wouldn't mind seeing Ray Lewis' last game be a loss.
sent out some poems today to Jeremy Benson and Gutter Eloquence Magazine. the poem i sent to Jeremy has already been accepted for publication. hard to imagine how far all this shit has come when i think back to when i first started sending poems out in the 90's. from stamps and waiting for weeks to hitting send and a few hours later. now i really sound like some old fucker thinking about the good ole days. not that they were really that good to begin with.
back to sports for a second. saw the Yankees signed Travis Hafner today. if he is healthy, i really don't mind this signing. he should be able to provide some power the team has lost due to injury or free agents leaving. of course, it will take a minor miracle for him to stay healthy for the entire season.
not exactly sure what i'm going to be doing tonight. maybe some hockey on tv. maybe something else, not really sure. i do know after i get done with this i have some toilets to clean and a bathroom floor to swiffer. that should be fun with my bad back.
music today:
John Lee Hooker - The Best of Friends
Alicia Keys - The Diary of Alicia Keys
Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit - Live from Alabama
"An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose." - Langston Hughes
with that being said, i woke up freezing this morning as i must have tossed and turned all night long and the covers were nowhere near me. and seeing that the wind chill was somewhere around -10 (hard to believe it was damn near 60 a few days ago), i knew this was going to be one of those days.
didn't see many cats when i fed them this morning. hopefully they were either hiding or had started hunting, as the sun was out, and weren't waiting on my fat ass to get out there to feed them. put out a good amount of bird food as well seeing that we're supposed to get another 2 or 3 inches of snow tomorrow.
i totally enjoyed Super Bowl week on The Dan Patrick Show. in my mind, it is absolutely the best sports show on tv or radio. nothing else is close. as for the Super Bowl itself, i really couldn't give a shit who wins. if i have to root for someone, i'll pick the 49ers only because i wouldn't mind seeing Ray Lewis' last game be a loss.
sent out some poems today to Jeremy Benson and Gutter Eloquence Magazine. the poem i sent to Jeremy has already been accepted for publication. hard to imagine how far all this shit has come when i think back to when i first started sending poems out in the 90's. from stamps and waiting for weeks to hitting send and a few hours later. now i really sound like some old fucker thinking about the good ole days. not that they were really that good to begin with.
back to sports for a second. saw the Yankees signed Travis Hafner today. if he is healthy, i really don't mind this signing. he should be able to provide some power the team has lost due to injury or free agents leaving. of course, it will take a minor miracle for him to stay healthy for the entire season.
not exactly sure what i'm going to be doing tonight. maybe some hockey on tv. maybe something else, not really sure. i do know after i get done with this i have some toilets to clean and a bathroom floor to swiffer. that should be fun with my bad back.
music today:
John Lee Hooker - The Best of Friends
Alicia Keys - The Diary of Alicia Keys
Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit - Live from Alabama
"An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose." - Langston Hughes
response from Jeremy Benson
my poem "many more miles down this road" has been accepted by Jeremy Benson for the free poetry e-book collection he's putting together. when the book gets published i'll be sure to post a link here on the blog.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
all things must pass
as i said here a few days ago, my writing session last night was either going to be one of glee or anger. and despite a win from Manchester United earlier in the day, although they played the last 45 minutes holding on for dear life, the Dayton Flyers brought me the anger i was expecting. sort of.
not winning at Xavier is nothing new, fuck, they haven't done it since 1981. but to be out-rebounded like a bunch of pussies was really hard to watch. 1 damn rebound here and there and they win the game easily. i did appreciate the coach saying after the game that the basketball gods don't reward teams that don't deserve to win. no shit.
so, my writing session was 7 poems long. a few winners i think. i typed them up this afternoon while watching the snow come down outside. i know 1 of the poems will go to Jeremy Benson for the poetry e-book project he is putting together. you can find out more about the project by going here:
http://blog.jeremy-benson.com/2013/01/enter-your-poem-free-e-book-for-all.html
and now allow me to address the comments left on this blog by my "best friend" Debbie Kirk, the queen of wannabe tough women. and trust me, that last comment has her pissed off already. not sure why she wanted to air the dirty laundry in public, but that was her choice. i only feel it is right that my retort is public as well. let me peel back the onion a bit so you know how all this bullshit started. Debbie didn't like my first YouTube video. it is completely her right not to like it. she gave me some criticism on it, which i took, but apparently not in the way she wanted. i assume that was by agreeing immediately and kissing her ass. when i posted my next videos, she ate a bit of crow and said they were improvements from the first one. now, over a week later, last night she brings it up again. her big problem is that some people actually like the first video and they shouldn't. apparently personal preference is not allowed in the world of Debbie Kirk. i can't give 2 shits either way in this. i'm simply thrilled that people have taken the time to watch them at all. so, long story short i told Debbie enough was enough, which of course was met with you never tell me to stop talking, blah blah blah. which i replied with i will tell you whatever the fuck i want just like you do me. if you can't show me the same respect i show you, who has the problem? she typed back i have the problem and i told her to fuck off.
little did i know that she didn't have the balls to call me on the phone but instead chose to blast me in a public setting. now, i think i must set the record straight and get the FACTS out there.
if anyone needs to know anything about me, all you ever have to do is ask. but since i am hiding behind some fake image, allow me put it all out there. i'm 350 lbs. i'm 37. i live with my mother on 80 acres in Ohio. i haven't had a girlfriend in 10 years. i haven't had sex in 2 years. i have had sex with 11 partners in my life, all female by the way. as for my poetry being about situations i have never been in, i believe some people call that IMAGINATION. but, let's be honest. most of my poems are about masturbation, porn, taking a shit, wanting to kill myself, life on the farm, the drive into town for the mail, etc. etc. i fucking wish all of that was some imagined bullshit. my life would be perfect. do i write like i'm a badass, sure. anyone that "really" knows me knows the joke. also, anyone that "really" knows me, knows all the personal shit already. you know, like the poems i wrote about being molested in my grandmother's house by a female cousin when i was a kid or how i nearly died 5 years ago from blood clots in my left leg and both lungs. or, are those all imagined bullshit as well?
and now from her comments this morning... you do realize that the photo shoot with Anna was over 10 years ago right? why the fuck are you bringing it up now? and why are you taking it upon yourself to tell me things that she never told me? i need to know shit from 10 years ago? as for your husband, if he has something to say to me, allow him to say it. he has my email and my number, i'd be more than willing to have a conversation. as for talking down to you. guess what? it's a two way street. the day you stop talking down to me i'll do the same. as for questioning my Christianity...that's a good one. am i perfect? far from it. do i have a high opinion of myself? at times, but honestly, it's called a healthy ego. try it sometime. and i take pride in being an asshole? guess what, you do the same shit. and not once have i ever questioned your faith in anything. never will as that's not my job to do so.
to think i have spent nearly 15 years listening to all your problems, all your family bullshit, all your downs, all your highs, you telling me the same fucking story for the 5th time in a week because you can't remember if you told me at all and just letting you go on, letting you get it all off your chest, and this is how you choose to repay that friendship. guess what Debbie? i want the best for you. i want you to be happy, to have a great life and find the peace you deserve. i want you to enjoy your marriage and all the fruit life brings you. but since i'm such a fucking drag on your existence, i will remove myself from the equation.
i'll leave it up to you if you want some fake fuck like me to continue to edit your book. if not, that's cool. if so, that's cool as well. i don't dick over people, like some people i know.
thank you for making me a better person. and i thank you for blowing this friendship up in a spectacular fashion. i can't wait to write these poems. of course, they will all be fake and not any good. the funniest thing you typed was how none of this was to be mean. perhaps you should have tried a less public option for me to believe that bullshit. and if you honestly believe that my meanness is an act, ask my family. you happen to have the gift of catching me at the wrong time more often than not and 2 strong willed creatures can't exist without friction. none of it is good for either of us. and i will not be your excuse for not getting better.
and lastly, something i have never shared with anyone. but since we're airing dirty laundry, when in rome... the real reason i think all this shit with the YouTube video has lasted is your fear that if any of your cool friends thought my video was stupid, and you being my friend and all, they would think you would be stupid as well. and god forbid, you can't have anyone on this planet thinking a negative thought about Debbie Kirk. maybe i'm wrong, or maybe that's much closer to the TRUTH than even you want to realize.
i hope everyone enjoyed a nice behind the scenes look on much of my life for so damn long. guess i'll see what this freedom thing is like now. hope everyone is good. look forward to seeing the insanity Debbie writes in response. hopefully she knows i'm childish enough to drag this out for as long as she wants to. does that make me a bad person? yes, i know it does. i just enjoy the consequences of such things.
and to think all i really wanted when i sent you the link to my first YouTube video was for you to be happy that i was taking a chance and doing something completely out of left field for me. but, i guess in hindsight, that was simply too much to ask for.
music today:
Bruno Mars - Unorthodox Jukebox
Tom Waits - Frank's Wild Years
Imagine Dragons - Night Visions
Gary Clark Jr. - Blak and Blu
Frank Ocean - Channel Orange
"True friends stab you in the front." - Oscar Wilde
not winning at Xavier is nothing new, fuck, they haven't done it since 1981. but to be out-rebounded like a bunch of pussies was really hard to watch. 1 damn rebound here and there and they win the game easily. i did appreciate the coach saying after the game that the basketball gods don't reward teams that don't deserve to win. no shit.
so, my writing session was 7 poems long. a few winners i think. i typed them up this afternoon while watching the snow come down outside. i know 1 of the poems will go to Jeremy Benson for the poetry e-book project he is putting together. you can find out more about the project by going here:
http://blog.jeremy-benson.com/2013/01/enter-your-poem-free-e-book-for-all.html
and now allow me to address the comments left on this blog by my "best friend" Debbie Kirk, the queen of wannabe tough women. and trust me, that last comment has her pissed off already. not sure why she wanted to air the dirty laundry in public, but that was her choice. i only feel it is right that my retort is public as well. let me peel back the onion a bit so you know how all this bullshit started. Debbie didn't like my first YouTube video. it is completely her right not to like it. she gave me some criticism on it, which i took, but apparently not in the way she wanted. i assume that was by agreeing immediately and kissing her ass. when i posted my next videos, she ate a bit of crow and said they were improvements from the first one. now, over a week later, last night she brings it up again. her big problem is that some people actually like the first video and they shouldn't. apparently personal preference is not allowed in the world of Debbie Kirk. i can't give 2 shits either way in this. i'm simply thrilled that people have taken the time to watch them at all. so, long story short i told Debbie enough was enough, which of course was met with you never tell me to stop talking, blah blah blah. which i replied with i will tell you whatever the fuck i want just like you do me. if you can't show me the same respect i show you, who has the problem? she typed back i have the problem and i told her to fuck off.
little did i know that she didn't have the balls to call me on the phone but instead chose to blast me in a public setting. now, i think i must set the record straight and get the FACTS out there.
if anyone needs to know anything about me, all you ever have to do is ask. but since i am hiding behind some fake image, allow me put it all out there. i'm 350 lbs. i'm 37. i live with my mother on 80 acres in Ohio. i haven't had a girlfriend in 10 years. i haven't had sex in 2 years. i have had sex with 11 partners in my life, all female by the way. as for my poetry being about situations i have never been in, i believe some people call that IMAGINATION. but, let's be honest. most of my poems are about masturbation, porn, taking a shit, wanting to kill myself, life on the farm, the drive into town for the mail, etc. etc. i fucking wish all of that was some imagined bullshit. my life would be perfect. do i write like i'm a badass, sure. anyone that "really" knows me knows the joke. also, anyone that "really" knows me, knows all the personal shit already. you know, like the poems i wrote about being molested in my grandmother's house by a female cousin when i was a kid or how i nearly died 5 years ago from blood clots in my left leg and both lungs. or, are those all imagined bullshit as well?
and now from her comments this morning... you do realize that the photo shoot with Anna was over 10 years ago right? why the fuck are you bringing it up now? and why are you taking it upon yourself to tell me things that she never told me? i need to know shit from 10 years ago? as for your husband, if he has something to say to me, allow him to say it. he has my email and my number, i'd be more than willing to have a conversation. as for talking down to you. guess what? it's a two way street. the day you stop talking down to me i'll do the same. as for questioning my Christianity...that's a good one. am i perfect? far from it. do i have a high opinion of myself? at times, but honestly, it's called a healthy ego. try it sometime. and i take pride in being an asshole? guess what, you do the same shit. and not once have i ever questioned your faith in anything. never will as that's not my job to do so.
to think i have spent nearly 15 years listening to all your problems, all your family bullshit, all your downs, all your highs, you telling me the same fucking story for the 5th time in a week because you can't remember if you told me at all and just letting you go on, letting you get it all off your chest, and this is how you choose to repay that friendship. guess what Debbie? i want the best for you. i want you to be happy, to have a great life and find the peace you deserve. i want you to enjoy your marriage and all the fruit life brings you. but since i'm such a fucking drag on your existence, i will remove myself from the equation.
i'll leave it up to you if you want some fake fuck like me to continue to edit your book. if not, that's cool. if so, that's cool as well. i don't dick over people, like some people i know.
thank you for making me a better person. and i thank you for blowing this friendship up in a spectacular fashion. i can't wait to write these poems. of course, they will all be fake and not any good. the funniest thing you typed was how none of this was to be mean. perhaps you should have tried a less public option for me to believe that bullshit. and if you honestly believe that my meanness is an act, ask my family. you happen to have the gift of catching me at the wrong time more often than not and 2 strong willed creatures can't exist without friction. none of it is good for either of us. and i will not be your excuse for not getting better.
and lastly, something i have never shared with anyone. but since we're airing dirty laundry, when in rome... the real reason i think all this shit with the YouTube video has lasted is your fear that if any of your cool friends thought my video was stupid, and you being my friend and all, they would think you would be stupid as well. and god forbid, you can't have anyone on this planet thinking a negative thought about Debbie Kirk. maybe i'm wrong, or maybe that's much closer to the TRUTH than even you want to realize.
i hope everyone enjoyed a nice behind the scenes look on much of my life for so damn long. guess i'll see what this freedom thing is like now. hope everyone is good. look forward to seeing the insanity Debbie writes in response. hopefully she knows i'm childish enough to drag this out for as long as she wants to. does that make me a bad person? yes, i know it does. i just enjoy the consequences of such things.
and to think all i really wanted when i sent you the link to my first YouTube video was for you to be happy that i was taking a chance and doing something completely out of left field for me. but, i guess in hindsight, that was simply too much to ask for.
music today:
Bruno Mars - Unorthodox Jukebox
Tom Waits - Frank's Wild Years
Imagine Dragons - Night Visions
Gary Clark Jr. - Blak and Blu
Frank Ocean - Channel Orange
"True friends stab you in the front." - Oscar Wilde
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
i guess winter is back on
what a cold ass day. woke up this morning to single digits and wind chills well below zero. i laughed as this is the exact reason why i don't name the barn cats until they make it through a winter. i did see more of them today than i had seen in the last 2 weeks. i suppose that's what the cold will do.
did a little birthday shopping at amazon.com today. always nice when you get gift cards and don't have to pay anything for what you get. so, in about a week or so, if you happen to see some music that hasn't been listed on here before, you'll know where it came from.
got a nice chicken chili on for later tonight. other than the farting afterwards, that should help warm me up.
hopefully, i will be going to the Dayton Flyers game tomorrow night. i say hopefully because of the weather (we have some snow coming) and my mother's knee. i'm hoping the pain she has is just something minor and not another tear of a ligament. she goes to the doctor next week. time will tell i suppose.
if i don't go to the game i'll be watching the New York Rangers try to get their first win of the season. talk about damned if i do or don't. maybe a night under the covers with some books is in order. i'm sure everyone will be dying to know what happens. stay tuned.
hope everyone is good. a special thank you to Jeremy Benson for the kind words on my poetry. you can find his blog here: http://blog.jeremy-benson.com/
until we meet again my friends.
music today:
Dr. Dre - The Chronic
Cage The Elephant - Cage The Elephant
Ray LaMontagne - Till The Sun Turns Black
Rage Against The Machine - Live at The Grand Olympic Auditorium
"Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine." - Lord Byron
did a little birthday shopping at amazon.com today. always nice when you get gift cards and don't have to pay anything for what you get. so, in about a week or so, if you happen to see some music that hasn't been listed on here before, you'll know where it came from.
got a nice chicken chili on for later tonight. other than the farting afterwards, that should help warm me up.
hopefully, i will be going to the Dayton Flyers game tomorrow night. i say hopefully because of the weather (we have some snow coming) and my mother's knee. i'm hoping the pain she has is just something minor and not another tear of a ligament. she goes to the doctor next week. time will tell i suppose.
if i don't go to the game i'll be watching the New York Rangers try to get their first win of the season. talk about damned if i do or don't. maybe a night under the covers with some books is in order. i'm sure everyone will be dying to know what happens. stay tuned.
hope everyone is good. a special thank you to Jeremy Benson for the kind words on my poetry. you can find his blog here: http://blog.jeremy-benson.com/
until we meet again my friends.
music today:
Dr. Dre - The Chronic
Cage The Elephant - Cage The Elephant
Ray LaMontagne - Till The Sun Turns Black
Rage Against The Machine - Live at The Grand Olympic Auditorium
"Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine." - Lord Byron
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