my 3 poems at Napalm and Novocain

my poems "certain scars", "the bitter pills of life" and "smothered with what could have been" have been published at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here:
http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2016/06/three-poems-by-jj-campbell.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my poetry submission from back in March. my poems "certain scars", "the bitter pills of life" and "smothered with what could have been" have been accepted for publication. they are scheduled to appear on the site on June 3rd.

my 3 poems at Naplam and Novocain

my poems "patiently waiting", "the sad realization" and "sweet lips and my broken heart" have been published at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here:
http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2016/02/three-poems-by-jj-campbell_18.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my recent poetry submission. my poems "patiently waiting", "the sad realization" and "sweet lips and my broken heart" have been accepted for publication. they are slated to be published on February 18th.

i have a new rule to live by

so when i woke up this morning, i got on the computer and got to work. for some fucking reason, my printer wasn't working. i tried every little trick i knew and none of them worked. i then had to remove the printer from the computer and more or less reinstall it. that eventually worked, but only after i took some time away from it. i got a little breakfast, took a shit and now i have a new rule to live by.

never make any decisions in the morning before you take a shit.

good words to live by. once i got the printer figured out, it was time to start sending out some poems. i sent out 23 poems today; 3 each to Dead Snakes, Napalm and Novocain and Off The Coast; 4 poems to Hobo Camp Review and 5 poems each to Shot Glass Journal and The Literary Hatchet. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

to send to 3 of the places, i had to get a Submittable account. that went much better than i expected. so, a little pat on my back for defeating technology again today.

The Big Bang Theory was very good last night. the surprise they were mentioning in the ads for the show certainly was a surprise. i enjoyed the subtle way it came out as well. Life in Pieces was hilarious. Baskets was fucking bizarre and brilliant once again. and Lip Sync Battle was good. not great, but i can't complain with who was on the show.

WWE Smackdown was really good last night. i could watch Chris Jericho wrestle AJ Styles for the next few years and never get bored. hopefully they wrestle again on the next ppv.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

tonight is a bit of a clusterfuck on television. on the DVR will be NJPW, Treehouse Masters and VICE.

the Dayton Flyers are at Rhode Island tonight. they have lost their last 6 games there, so i'm hoping the boys have a win in them tonight.

at the same time, the New York Rangers are at home against the Los Angeles Kings. i really hope the Rangers can keep their winning streak going tonight as well.

if both teams win tonight, i will be a very happy boy. if both lose, i won't get much sleep, which will suck because Manchester United plays at the crack of fucking dawn tomorrow. so i'm really hoping for some wins so i can drink myself to sleep tonight.

for those of you in relationships, i truly hope you enjoy this coming weekend. for we single people, raise a glass of something strong and be happy you've never been arrested for buying it. for any depressed people that wish they were in a relationship this weekend, raise two glasses and remember there is always tomorrow and hopefully she brings along a friend.

i don't think i have been with anyone for Valentine's Day in over 20 years. to me the day is more about driving to a pharmacy with The Black Crowes song "She Talks To Angels" playing as i'm going to get some pills for my stepfather after he had another seizure. this would be 12 days before he died. hard to believe that's been 14 years ago now.

so, yeah. Cupid has done a shitty job with me. maybe one day i get to actually enjoy it and be the romantic fucker i always wanted to be. lord knows i can write the words down.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. i'll be on here tomorrow afternoon, hopefully enjoying some victories or still slightly drunk from those victories.

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:

Sturgill Simpson - Sugar Daddy (Theme from "Vinyl")
Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee
Shovels & Rope w/Shakey Graves - Unknown Legend

"Concentration and mental toughness are the margins of victory." - Bill Russell

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

when your pajamas become business casual clothes

today was one of those days that i truly didn't feel like doing shit. it stormed all night long and all i did was toss and turn all night. i think i might have got a little over 4 hours of sleep. that's probably why i have been napping on and off all day long.

my mother is probably horrified by this, but i truly enjoy going out to get the paper or the trash cans in what i slept in. now, i'm a good neighbor, i'll put on a shirt and maybe even a coat. but who doesn't love the sight of a fat ass in torn Superman shorts coming out to pick up the trash? good times.

i found out today that the New York Rangers best defenseman, Kevin Klein, broke his thumb last night and is out indefinitely. not exactly what i was hoping for.

Total Divas had me howling last night, mostly because it solidifies all my thoughts about how women tear each other apart ALL the time. i will say though, Mandy Rose is one of the most beautiful women i think i have seen in my life. and i really don't like blondes that much.

The Muppets was great last night. i loved that the show seemed a bit quicker and a little fresh.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

tonight on the DVR will be Lucha Underground. i'll watch NXT on WWE Network after that.

i guess it's supposed to get "cold" for the next couple of days and then go right back into the 40's again. hopefully we have more than just a couple days of winter left. i could do without the ice but i wouldn't mind a little snow here and there.

the poems i got published at Napalm and Novocain were about three different women. so i've been reeling in the memories all day long it seems. this is one time where i wish my mind would forget more shit than it currently does.

that's all for me today kids. not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i have bills to pay and i think i should probably get a haircut soon.

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:

John Prine w/Iris DeMent - In Spite Of Ourselves
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
Oasis - Champagne Supernova

"The thing that differentiates man from animals is money." - Gertrude Stein

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

my 3 poems at Napalm and Novocain

my poems "playing in these fields", "come over and play house" and "slowly going to hell" have been published at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here:
http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2016/02/three-poems-by-jj-campbell.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my poetry submission from last month. my poems "playing in these fields", "come over and play house" and "slowly going to hell" have been accepted for publication. they will appear on the site on February 3rd.

time to check your mailbox

as my mother used to say in my youth, today i was busier than 9 cats covering up shit in a windstorm. in the morning, i got all of my Christmas cards done. so you lucky ones out there, check your mailbox in the next few days. some of you are getting just a card and some of you are getting much more than just a card.

in the afternoon, i did my last big poetry submission of 2015. i sent out 23 poems today; 5 to Your One Phone Call and 3 each to Pyrokinection, Pink Litter, Napalm and Novocain, Raw Dog Press, Dead Snakes and Mad Swirl. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

when the Dayton Flyers were behind by 16 points in the first half last night, i was beyond fucking frustrated. but, as i told my mother, at least they can't shoot any worse in the second half. thankfully, they picked up the defensive intensity and imagine that, the shots started to fall. they erased that deficit to beat Vanderbilt on the road 72-67. that will be a HUGE victory come March and tournament selection time. Dayton next plays at home against a very good Chattanooga team.

the New York Rangers fell victim last night to some horrific officiating and some bad puck luck as well. and i know i bitch about refs all the god damn time but last night might have been the worst. the Rangers got fucked over and over by the officials while already down a man. and the shitty thing was it was a really bad call on what a ref thought he saw that gave Vancouver the lead. the Rangers would come back on a penalty shot but would give the lead right back in less than 2 minutes. if i was the coaches, i would simply just erase this tape and forget about the 2-1 loss. the refs played way too big of a role in the game. the Rangers next play in Edmonton on Friday. they will be celebrating Glen Sather that night.

after the games went off, i finally watched my shows. American Horror Story had a few twists and turns i didn't see coming. i can't wait to see where it goes next week. You're The Worst had a great season finale. i was laughing from the start to the finish. and the finish was really good.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be The Big Bang Theory and Life in Pieces.

i will have to pay some attention to the NFL game tonight. i am already in the playoffs in my NFL.com league. i have qualified for the playoffs in one of my CBS leagues. i have to beat the best team in the league to make it to the playoffs in the other league. good times.

i guess my eye appointment is in the morning tomorrow. so i will have all the details for the blog tomorrow. i'm interested in finding out if the spot on my eye has gotten any larger or not.

i got some FREE music on NoiseTrade today. i will post the links below.

the Sacramento Kings are on national tv tonight so i might give them a view or two. i'd love to actually see them win. that would be nice.

well, i need to vacuum the floors before all the fun starts tonight so that's all for me kids.

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:

Anderson East - Live From Fame Studios
Madi Davis - madiannedavis

"I dwell in possibility." - Emily Dickinson

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

my 3 poems at Napalm and Novocain

my poems "broken fortune cookies", "crush your fears" and "the evil urges within" have been published at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here:
http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2015/10/three-poems-by-j-j-campbell.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my recent poetry submission. my poems "broken fortune cookies", "crush your fears" and "the evil urges within" have been accepted for publication. they will appear on the site on October 10th.

what could be more fun than being dead tired while standing in line at the bank

i think i finally fell asleep around 4 in the morning. by 8 i was up and ready to get cracking on the poems. i got some positive feedback from my latest YouTube video, so i think i was running on that juice.

i sent out 27 poems today, 5 each to Carcinogenic Poetry, Big Hammer and Nerve Cowboy. 3 each to Napalm and Novocain, Pyrokinection, Dead Snakes and Mad Swirl. when i hear back from those places, i'll pass along the verdicts. i held 9 poems back for 2 other places that i'm waiting to send to.

when i walked into the bank today, the line was nearly out to the outside lobby. i was behind these two black girls, i'm saying girls because they looked like they were maybe out of high school. now, the problem i have with attractive black women in public wearing next to nothing is i will look at them and think of which web cam girl they remind me of. and since the one i was standing behind had shorts on that nearly covered all of her ass, i had about 100 names running through my head. all this while listening to the two black women behind me talk about sororities at the university of Cincinnati. there probably should be a study done on my brain some day.

i had mixed results with my fantasy football. i have a decent lead in one, a deficit i should be able to come back from in another and let's just say i had my ass handed to me in the other one. i'm down 61 points and my opponent still has Aaron Rodgers to play tonight. i have 3 guys going and i know i have no fucking chance. i did much better in my picks though, if Green Bay wins tonight, i'll have 11 wins for the week.

the VICE special on the prison system last night was good. sadly, i already know most of the shit they talked about given the number of people i have known that have gone to prison. but, if you are ignorant or don't think the system is broken, i urge you to watch it. here's a clip from it:

The Strain was excellent last night. it set up a holy shit i can't wait for the season finale next week. the season finale of Ray Donovan was great. that had an oh shit ending as well. for that matter, so did the season finale of Masters of Sex. Last Week Tonight was excellent as always:

time for some music kids:

now some of this and that:

i believe i may have found the most amazing looking woman on the planet. that video will haunt my damn dreams until the day i die.

the New York Yankees won yesterday 6-1. they took 3 out of 4 against the White Sox. that takes the magic number down to 3 to clinch a playoff spot. they start a series tonight against Boston. it would be nice to clinch a spot against those fuckers.

the New Orleans Saints did pretty much what i thought they would do yesterday. they kept it close but ultimately lost 27-22. they next play against Dallas. Drew Brees hopes to play in the game. i won't get my hopes up.

tonight is the usual clusterfuck on the DVR. since i will be flipping between Monday Night Raw, Monday Night Football, the baseball game and the New York Rangers vs. Philadelphia, recording on the DVR will be Gotham, The Voice, The Big Bang Theory and Life in Pieces. good thing i don't give two shits about sleep.

sometime tonight i'll vacuum the house (probably before the shows start) and make some dinner. i was hoping to make some soup but all we have is cream of whatever and nothing like i was hoping to have. so i'm probably going with gourmet grilled cheese tonight. mom left money for me but i doubt i go out to get anything.

that's all for me today kids. i need to get going so i can maybe get a cat nap as well tonight. i hope everyone had a great weekend. no one called, so i doubt anyone needed bail money. that's a shame.

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:

Prince & Sheena Easton - U Got the Look
ZZ Top - Hot, Blue and Righteous
Cowboy Junkies - Lost My Driving Wheel (Live)
Little Big Town - Boondocks
Bryan Adams & Tina Turner - It's Only Love

"They may call me a sinner, but I am at peace with myself." - Brigitte Bardot

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

my 3 poems at Napalm and Novocain

my poems "ghosts creeping in the back of your mind", "these hands used to make you smile" and "two in the morning" have been published at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here: http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2015/08/a-poem-by-jj-campbell.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my poetry submission from back in May. my poems "ghosts creeping in the back of your mind", "these hands used to make you smile" and "two in the morning" have been accepted for publication. they are scheduled to be published on August 31st.

i forgot to take a nap today

i typed up a poem i wrote a few days ago this morning. i liked it and thought what the fuck, this might as well be poetry day. so, i got some submissions together and then spent most of the afternoon typing up emails and sending them. of course, this was during when i usually take a nap. so, i tried to do my best checking of my shit while yawning. i figure i probably fucked up along the way somewhere. i sent out 17 poems today, 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash and 3 each to The Camel Saloon, Napalm and Novocain, Dead Snakes and Pyrokinection. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.

i also got the first of my shipments from amazon.com today. i decided while buying mom's birthday gift, i might as well use the rest of the gift cards i had at amazon on some of the music i have missed. so, that was what was playing while the typing was going on today. good timing actually by the postal service on that one.

a quick music break before we get this show on the road:

the New York Yankees finished off their sweep of Kansas City yesterday, winning 4-2. Alex Rodriguez hit a big HR for the winning runs and continues to have a pretty fucking surprising season. they are back in first place in the division. they are on the west coast for a road trip starting tonight. i guess i'll be up late tonight.

my uncle came over yesterday while the game was on. he wanted to see the new furniture. we got "most" of what we ordered. one chair for the kitchen wasn't on the truck. i think mom and i are going to pick that up ourselves this weekend probably. my uncle liked the furniture and watched some of the game with mom and me. i think he just wanted to get away from his wife. i don't mind him coming over. if it gets more than that, it's off to my room.

the wrestling last night was excellent. NXT made me personally mark out when this match happened:

3 of my favorite independent wrestlers of all-time if you include the referee. that was a nice little moment out of nowhere. as usual with NXT, another great show.

Lucha Underground was spectacular once again last night. great moves and yet another HOLY SHIT spot fest. some of the best matches on television anywhere. enjoy the highlights:

the NBA Finals are now set. whoever wins this one will be getting their first title in a long, long time. Cleveland vs. Golden State. it should be a fun series to watch. plenty of small ball, running the court, shooting the 3, etc, etc. i wouldn't mind if it went for a good 6 or 7 games.

both NHL conference finals are going to 7 games. that's the first time that has happened in 15 years. hopefully the Rangers find a way to win another Game 7 tomorrow night.

tonight i'll have the DVR busy. all on at about the same time: The Comedians, Louie, Lip Sync Battle, and i believe FX is going to have the latest Louie C.K. comedy special on after the season finale of Louie. i'll definitely have to check that out.

mom and i went to the grocery store yesterday. we both noticed her car was making some weird sounds. figures, i thought, since it will be mine before too long. she took it in today and it was the back left brake fucking up. she just had the front brakes done last week. let's just say she's not a happy camper at the moment. as for the grocery store, not sure if i'm going to get any poems out of it. but, i did get some decent ice cream, so that will do.

that's all for me today. i will be on here tomorrow long before i get over hyped for Game 7.

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:

Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble (Live)
Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence
deadmau5 - 5 years of mau5
Courtney Barnett - Sometimes i Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit.
Father John Misty - I Love You, Honeybear

"I don't like fashion. I don't like art. I do like smashing up expensive things." - Wendy O. Williams

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

bitter realities...

as i was sitting alone at the Dayton Flyers game, and by alone, i mean i was the only fucking person sitting in the row 3 minutes before the game was getting ready to start, i quickly had a realization that this is exactly how my future is going to be. not a pretty sight, but a realistic one. with that being said, the guy who almost let me get up before he walked in front of me and the kid constantly kicking my seat from behind me is god openly laughing at me. it all makes sense now.

as for the game, it was a sloppy foul fest that resulted in Dayton beating Southern Indiana 96-66. hopefully that's a sign they won't play down to their competition this season. but, i'd love to see the defense get much, much better. they play their first game of the regular season on Friday.

let's get the poetry news out of the way. in the past 12 hours i have heard back from Nerve Cowboy, Pyrokinection and Napalm and Novocain on my poetry submissions from April (NC) and October. all 11 poems have been passed on. i suppose there is my rotten cherry to top off this weekend. well, i suddenly have a new batch of poems to send out.

the New York Rangers lost last night 5-4 to Toronto. thankfully, i didn't see any of the game. they play again tonight against Edmonton at home.

i did get home in time to watch most of the second half of the Ohio State game. to say i was surprised would be a mild understatement. Ohio State whipped Michigan State on the ROAD 49-37. maybe the Buckeyes are ready for the big time once again. i truly enjoyed that victory beer.

i did watch some boxing last night. it was more like watching the elderly get beat for 12 rounds. plus, i stayed up and watched an excellent new episode of ROH. i would love to see them get a big tv deal and really get the exposure they deserve.

Manchester United won 1-0 yesterday against Crystal Palace. Juan Mata scored the winner in the second half. i'd love to say the boys played great but they didn't. of course, with all the damn injuries they have i'm just pleased they got the 3 points for the win.

today is my usual clusterfuck. the New Orleans Saints play in about 45 minutes against the 49ers. i picked against them once again hoping they will win. it's worked the last 2 times. after the first quarter or so, i have to go with my mother and sister to look at houses. needless to say, i'm not happy about that. luckily we're driving separately so you can take a wild guess who will be leaving early. the Rangers play around 6 tonight so i'll get to watch most of that before the Sunday night shows start. The Newsroom starts its final season tonight on HBO. i love that show. also tonight, i believe the season finale of Last Week Tonight airs. over on Showtime i'll be watching Homeland and The Affair. yet another late night for me.

on top of all that, i'm going to try to keep track of my fantasy football and hockey teams. good times. hockey is going pretty good for me this week. as for football, at least i don't have many injuries to worry about this week.

i have fed the cats and the trash is picked up. of course, my back is killing me from cleaning the kitty litter. could that be the excuse that gets me out of looking at houses today? find out tomorrow...

hope everyone is having a good weekend. my mother is improving, thanks for asking. thanks 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:

Lovelife - Nova
Buffalo Killers - The Path Before Me
Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Trampled By Turtles - Alone
CocoRosie - Werewolf

"Live or die, but don't poison everything." - Anne Sexton

the joys of victory...

as i watched the New York Rangers fall behind last night, i was pretty fucking annoyed. but, for the first time this season, they showed some of the character they had last season on their run to the Stanley Cup Final. the Rangers were trailing 3-1 early in the 3rd period. they came back to tie the game in regulation, and then win it in OT. i'll take a 4-3 OT win over the fucking Devils any day of the week. that victory beer tasted sweet. below are some highlights...

you have to love a game winning goal from a defenseman that hardly ever scores... they play again on Saturday night up in Montreal. that is if there isn't anymore shootings up in Canada.

The Voice was good last night. i'm still going with Reagan James to win it, even though i feel like a dirty old man when i watch her perform. she's fucking amazing for 15 years old. the knockout rounds start next week. those should be interesting as the contestants pick the songs they perform. i've seen many a dream die with a bad choice.

i was a busy boy this morning sending out some poems. i had to do a quick change as one of the places i was sending to is currently closed for submissions. luckily, i've been at this long enough that none of that kind of shit throws me off. i sent out 22 poems in total. 5 each to Horror Sleaze Trash and The Southern Review. i sent out 3 each to Pyrokinection, Napalm and Novocain, Dead Snakes, and The Camel Saloon. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.

mom and i went out to lunch today. i figured we'd go to the one sports bar she likes as it would be a good test for her hearing aid. let's just say i don't think her hearing aid is going to work out. the scary shit is she thinks her shunt may be acting up. of course, i try to play it cool, but if she's scared and she's the medical professional, what fucking right do i have to try to act like i'm not worried to death? we went to the store afterwards and she started to feel a little funny. not exactly dizzy but just weird. needless to say i drove us home. thank goodness i wasn't speeding when i saw the cop trying to bust drivers for it. and thank goodness i only had 1 beer while at the sports bar.

i watched a little of the champions league while i was at the sports bar. mostly, it was watching Real Madrid put on a show.

tonight i'll be watching American Horror Story and maybe some hockey or baseball. should be a relatively quiet night. of course, it's supposed to get down into the 30's tonight, so i'll definitely hear the furnace running.

that's pretty much all for me today. 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:

In This Moment - Whore
Little Big Town - Boondocks
Trampled By Turtles - Where Is My Mind? (Live)
Bill Withers - Use Me
Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen

"The universe is an intelligence test." - Timothy Leary

my 3 poems at Napalm and Novocain

my poems "dripping from your lips", "the same lucky stars", and "dance in the glory" have been published today at Napalm and Novocain. you can find the poems by going here:
http://napalmandnovocain.blogspot.com/2014/10/three-poems-by-jj-campbell.html

response from Napalm and Novocain

i heard back from A.J. at Napalm and Novocain on my poetry submission from earlier this month. my poems "dripping from your lips", "the same lucky stars", and "dance in the glory" have been accepted for publication. they will appear on the site on October 12th.

busy doing nothing

since some people that tell me they love me think i'm just bullshitting myself with this poetry thing, i wanted to pass on the news that i sent out 30 poems today. 5 each to Carcinogenic Poetry, 5 AM, and Presa Magazine; 3 each to Napalm and Novocain, Pyrokinection, Dead Snakes, The Camel Saloon, and Fuck Art, Let's Dance. when i hear back from these places, i'll pass along the verdicts here on the blog.

i talked to my sister today. she's been really getting into this ancestry.com shit. i humored her and my mother and did that DNA kit for them. i'm not really interested with the results unless it's something other than what i've been told all my life. i believe i am part Irish, Scottish, and German. if it comes back different than that, i might be mildly amused. my sister on the other hand is tracing shit back to the middle ages. good for her. i don't really want to know about the long line of assholes and alcoholics we came from.

made my football picks today and juggled both of my fantasy football teams a little. as usual, i have some injury concerns and i'm trying to take advantage of players being let go way too early by owners. that's usually how you win a championship.

the Yankees lost last night 4-3. i might have watched a few innings but that was it. i doubt i watch that much tonight.

we're under a tornado watch for tonight. that should make things interesting as there is a line of fuck you storms supposed to come through the area tonight. i hate night storms. they tend to come out of fucking nowhere.

Big Brother last night was pretty good. i did find myself laughing a few times. i can't wait to see the looks on their faces tonight when they realize the last week of the show has to be played again, all in one night. and hopefully, fucking Frankie gets evicted tonight. please.

i also watched Inside the NFL last night. it certainly isn't the show i grew up watching.

i'm really looking forward to The Bridge tonight. hopefully the storms stay away until i've seen the episode.

that's really all for me today. i've got some podcasts to go listen to and a weather radar to go watch. 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:

Steve Earle - Colorado Girl
Drive-By Truckers - Grand Canyon
K's Choice - Not an Addict

"Concentration comes out of a combination of confidence and hunger." - Arnold Palmer