let the poetry begin

so, i sort of decided to do some random bullshit each day for National Poetry Month. some news stories, some poet spotlights, some YouTube videos, etc. etc. basically, whatever my lazy ass feels like doing that day. so, let's kick off the month with my favorite living poet, John Sweet.

if you are not familiar with John's work, shame on you. here's a few links to help you.
http://burningword.com/category/john_sweet/
http://ravennapress.com/books/human-cathedrals/
http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/bleedinghorse99

and then do yourself a favor and go subscribe to his blog:
http://bleedinghorse.blogspot.com/

the New York Rangers got a much needed 3-2 win last night up in Winnipeg. the game had a little poetic justice with the winning goal. watch the highlights and you'll understand what i'm talking about.

i was up late last night getting my laundry done. but, i did manage to get some sleep, figuring the people coming to get the furniture were going to be here early. of course, that didn't happen. not sure why someone would piss away the chance to get over $1,000 worth of furniture for fucking free. oh well. not sure what's going to happen to it now, i just know it needs to get out of the fucking garage. soon.

i got a good nap in this afternoon and was using the vacuum when my mother got back home. i figured that was excellent timing; letting her believe i actually give a shit about keeping the new house clean. i thought i was driving her to work today but she decided she wanted to go it alone.

had a little test of my sanity today. nothing quite like opening up the blinds in the kitchen to see the woman that molested me as a child sweeping the sidewalk next door. i sort of just mumbled to myself  'i wonder how long until i murder everyone?'. good times.

i did get some poems ready to send to that broadside project. i'm guessing that will happen before the end of the week.

tonight on the DVR i will have Lucha Underground. mostly because since i have the WWE Network now, i get to finally see NXT. so, basically my night will be one filled with pro wrestling. seems like a fitting way to close up April Fool's Day.

that's all for me. i need to go over to the farm and get some more stuff out of there, feed the cats, and get the mail at the PO Box, etc. etc.

hope the new month finds everyone ready for some warmer weather.

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:

CocoRosie - Werewolf
DJ Shadow & Little Dragon - Scale It Back
Kiesza - Hideaway
Panda Bear - Boys Latin
Lords of Acid - Pussy

"Every once in a while, you live long enough to get the respect that people didn't want to give while you were trying to become a senior citizen." - Gil Scott-Heron

hello snow, how are you?

i woke up at 5:30 this morning to a few inches of snow. after a long piss, i thought sleep would be the best thing for me. back up at 8 and guess what... even more fucking snow. the beauty is there is still more to come. and then maybe some rain, then freezing rain, and then sunshine. good thing i didn't have plans to move shit today or anything. fuck me.

the New York Rangers got scored on early again last night. i felt bad for their rookie goalie making his debut. thankfully, that was all Buffalo did all night long. the Rangers were dominant for most of the game, getting a much needed 3-1 victory. here are some highlights from the win:

NJPW was excellent last night. anytime i get to watch Shinsuke Nakamura wrestle, i am happy.

Treehouse Masters was very good as well last night.

Manchester United plays at Swansea here in a little bit. i would love to see United get a very good win today, but i'm a realist, so however they fucking get the 3 points, i'll be happy.

later today the Dayton Flyers play at Duquesne. i'm a little worried about the quick turnaround from the last game, but hopefully Dayton can pull it out.

after that, i suppose i'll be shoveling snow, feeding cats, and packing more shit into boxes. fun times.

late tonight i'll definitely be watching the new episode of ROH, that is if i can stay awake for it. just a few short weeks away from finally having a DVR.

i figure i'll also watch some hockey tonight and some college basketball. and maybe some shows from somewhere where it is hot this time of year. i'm slowly getting tired of that heater smell.

that's all for me today. i guess i should eat some breakfast before the game starts.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. do something fun. send me money. 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:

Alex Clare - Too Close
Lords of Acid - Pussy
Sia - Breathe Me
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Tricky - Aftermath

"Find out what you're afraid of and go live there." - Chuck Palahniuk

and summer takes a break

it's crazy to think it's July 15th and i'm able to turn the AC off and just open up the windows in the house and truly be comfortable. it's supposed to be like this for the next 3 days. hopefully this break of the summer heat produces some great sleeping weather at night.

mom got her lab results today. nothing really jumped out, so now a trip to a neurologist is the next stop. my fear is that her problems have something to do with the un-diagnosed concussion she had last year. i suppose only time will tell.

i might have watched 10 minutes or so of the home run derby last night. other than the balls that nearly left the stadium, i was bored. i figure it will be the same with the all star game tonight. i'll try to watch the introductions and probably Jeter's first at bat and whatnot, but other than that, no chance i watch the whole game. none.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. they did a decent job of setting up the next pay per view, coming this Sunday. i did get a good laugh when the crowd booed at the Sting announcement. i don't think he's going to hit the ring for another huge run at the age of 52 or so. too bad these kids will only know him for being in a video game.

on the docket for tonight is Deadliest Catch and Tyrant. both of these shows are in the MUST SEE category for me now.

as soon as i get this done, i'll be heading to the store with mom. so, maybe i'll have a grocery store poem or two to write up later tonight. that's the joy of being one observant mother fucker. i see shit in public settings that "normal" people simply don't even bother to think to look for. i'm finding that these little public excursions are slowly getting me more comfortable around people. emphasis on the slowly part.

had a weird afternoon on iTunes. my 90's brain must have sprung a leak today as i was searching for some obscure shit. and i found it. you should see what i'm talking about in the music section below.

so, now the question is what wrestling t-shirt do i wear to the store?

hope this finds everyone well. now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

take it easy. and then take it again.

music:

Lords of Acid - Pussy
Bruce Springsteen - 57 Channels (And Nothin' On)
John Prine - Jesus the Missing Years
Brett Dennen - Queen of the Westside
Kiesza - What Is Love
The Stone Roses - Love Spreads

"To succeed in life, you need two things: ignorance and confidence." - Mark Twain