it never gets boring...

 so, i was getting ready to write this about a hour ago. that was until i heard mom scream from her room. i went in and turned on the light and asked what was wrong? she started complaining about all the people in her room, etc. i told her she is once again hallucinating and thinking her dreams are reality. i explain to her all the time this is the byproduct of not doing any drugs while growing up in the 60's. 

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the Yankees won last night at home to sweep the Royals, 4-3. they start a series tonight at Tampa.

AEW Dynamite was actually pretty good last night.

the season finale of Abbott Elementary was hilarious.

The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Georgie & Mandy's First Marriage and AEW Collision.

Manchester United plays today at home against Lyon in the Europa League. the score is 2-2 on aggregate. if United wins today they will advance. 

the New York Rangers finish their disappointing season tonight at home against Tampa Bay. the only reason to watch tonight is for Sam Rosen.

i did watch some of the NBA playoffs last night.

i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow before mom has her physical therapy in the afternoon.

that's all for me kids...

until tomorrow...

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.

Nunca se vuelve aburrido

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:

The Black Angels - Evil Things

Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester

Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue

INXS - Need You Tonight

Talking Heads - Once in a Lifetime (Live)

"An incinerator is a writer's best friend." - Thornton Wilder

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

at least it was sunny...

 if it was just a little warmer today, it would have been perfect to open up the house some.

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the Yankees won last night at home against the Royals, 4-2. hopefully, they will get the sweep tonight.

NXT was excellent last night. i can't wait for Stand & Deliver this weekend.

Dark Side of the Ring was very good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, the season finale of Abbott Elementary and The Masked Singer.

i did watch some of the NBA playoffs last night. i plan on doing that tonight as well.

i did write 2 poems yesterday. i typed those up after i got back from mom's physical therapy session.

grocery shopping today went pretty well. i was able to get everything on the list and keep it under $200. 

i guess it helps that WrestleMania is on Easter this year. so, there will be no need for the traditional Easter dinner. that saved some money.

i need to go ice my back down.

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.

Al menos estaba soleado

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:

Goose - Lead Up

The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed

Matthew Perryman Jones - Cancion de la Noche

John Prine - Mexican Home (Live)

LCD Soundsystem - All My Friends (Live)

"Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone." - Charlie Chaplin

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

tax day...

 i actually got more than 4 hours of sleep last night. i'm guessing i must have found a slot where my pinched nerve didn't bother me. or, the rye whiskey did the trick. 

the New York Rangers won last night at Florida, 5-3. it was the first time all season they had a multi-goal comeback. sure, do it after you are eliminated from playoff contention.

the New York Yankees won last night at home against the Royals, 4-1. 

The Voice was excellent last night.

Monday Night Raw was great last night. WrestleMania is this weekend.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT and Dark Side of the Ring.

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

a big thank you to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:

https://beatnikcowboy.com/2025/04/14/j-j-campbell-49/

i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.

the NBA playoffs start tonight. i'm sure i will watch some of that.

i need to go to the bank and take mom to her physical therapy session, so that's all for me today kids...

until tomorrow...

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.

día de impuestos

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 - Cut Stitch Scar

Pixies - Head On

Clutch - In Walks Barbarella

Ramones - I Wanna Be Sedated

Metallica - Breadfan

"I've always been interested in people, but I've never liked them." - Henry James

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

one of those nights...

 now, i often talk about how i seem to thrive on chaos... last night was one of those nights where everything decided to happen at once and oh boy, here we go...

so, the trip to the accountant went well. for a change, mom got her taxes in on time. it was last October for the previous year. the accountant was thrilled. the trip to Meijer turned into the trip to Kroger, the UPS store and then Meijer. i did pretty much find everything i was looking for yesterday. plus, i got mom some flowers and went ahead and got her Mother's Day gift. i got back home in time to watch the start of the Yankees game against the Twins and the Rangers game against Toronto.

before i get to all of that misery, here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

so, the Yankees got blown out last night against the Twins, 11-2. i might have watched a couple of minutes of the first inning and then quickly turned that shit off. hopefully, they will find a way to win tonight.

the New York Rangers lost last night at home to Toronto, 3-2. they will play the New Jersey Devils in the playoffs, starting on Tuesday on the road.

and now, the biggest disappointment from yesterday. Manchester United pissed away a 2-0 lead against Sevilla and ended up with a 2-2 draw in the Europa League yesterday. worse yet, both center backs got injured. so, it looks like they will be without Varane and Martinez for the rest of the season. fuck me. 

Vice News Tonight was really good last night.

Young Sheldon was good last night.

NJPW was very good last night.

i made some pasta last night. i don't mind cooking, but i hate when it takes a few skillets and pots and pans, mostly because i am the one doing the dishes as well. i do a pretty good job cooking, at least i haven't had many complaints from my mother.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Real Time with Bill Maher, A Black Lady Sketch Show and Personality Crisis: One Night Only. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.

i will probably watch a little of the NBA play in games tonight. Chicago plays Miami and Oklahoma City plays Minnesota.

so, mom was supposed to get her bloodwork done this afternoon. she wasn't feeling well this morning and decided to cancel the appointment. i guess, in hindsight, i didn't need that shower i took at 3 AM now.

it feels like we are going to get some rain this evening. just in time for the weekend. it never fails.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

i have been listening to the new Metallica album all day long. 72 Seasons is a good listen. it definitely has some really amazing songs on it. i haven't heard anything that makes me want to skip to the next song.

i should be on here tomorrow in the morning.

until then 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.

¿Siempre llueve durante un funeral?

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:

Metallica - 72 Seasons

"In the long run, you make your own luck - good, bad, or indifferent." - Loretta Lynn

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

it always seems to happen...

 sometime around 9 or so last night, i found myself thinking about the stuff i didn't get at the grocery store. so, after i take mom to her accountant, i will probably be going to Meijer to get what i forgot to put on the list.

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

my nightmare is finally over, i did win a bet last night. hopefully, that will be the start of a winning streak.

i did watch a little of the NBA play in games last night.

AEW Dynamite and AEW All Access were both really good last night.

The Masked Singer was crazy as usual last night.

Snowfall was excellent last night. next week is the series finale.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon and NJPW.

the New York Yankees play tonight at home against the Twins.

the New York Rangers play their final regular season game tonight at home against Toronto.

Manchester United plays at home today against Sevilla in the Europa League.

i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow in the morning. i know i have to take mom to get her bloodwork done tomorrow afternoon. i'm not sure if we're going to eat after that or not. so, i figure if i have the blog already done, she would be more inclined to do something afterwards.

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.

recibimos nuestras boletas en ausencia por correo hoy

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:

Mobley - lord

Lucinda Williams - New York Comeback

Sol Chase - Moonwalker

Matthew Perryman Jones - Cancion de la Noche

Duke Ellington - Rhapsody In Blue

"I think childhood is, generally speaking, a preparation for disappointment." - Seamus Heaney

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

now i know i am not a technology wizard...

 the fan noise that i was complaining about yesterday suddenly went away today when i put my thumb drive into the computer to send out some poems. i'm guessing i took something out too soon a couple of days ago and never put two and two together. so far, the noise hasn't come back, so that's a plus.

as for the poems, i sent 5 poems out to Synchronized Chaos. when i hear back from Cristina on them, i will pass along the verdict.

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the New York Yankees won last night at Cleveland, 11-2. they won this afternoon to win the series, 4-3. they play tomorrow night at home against the Twins.

i am in an incredible run of bad luck when it comes to gambling. apparently, i must have made a deal with the devil for Jon Rahm to win The Masters, as i haven't won a single bet since that happened. the streak is at 30 fucking bets in a row now. the beauty of $1 bets is you can make plenty of them. but, it really fucking sucks when you lose, especially when you have 2 out of 3 or 3 out of 4 or 4 out of 5 on fucking parlay bet after parlay bet. if i was gambling like the big boys do, i would be hanging from the ceiling by now.

i did watch some of the NBA play in games last night.

NXT was good last night.

MLW was good last night.

Deadliest Catch was the preview to the season last night. it is hard to imagine that i have seen every episode in this series. season 19 starts next week.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite, AEW All Access, The Masked Singer and Snowfall.

i'm sure i will probably watch some of the NBA games tonight. Chicago plays Toronto and Oklahoma City plays New Orleans.

i am going to try to get the blog done in the morning tomorrow. mom has an appointment with her accountant tomorrow afternoon to get her taxes done. after that, i am hoping to get back home to watch Manchester United in the Europa League.

a big thank you to Ancestry.com for reminding me today that i am related to the cousin that sexually molested me. it is a damn good thing i can find pleasure in all of this fucking pain. i shudder to think what would actually happen if i couldn't.

the weather here the last couple of days has been damn near perfect. and having lived here all my life, all that means is shit will change in a matter of hours.

grocery shopping went well today. the stores weren't crowded, so that was a major plus.

i need to go get going on dinner. 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.

Nunca dije ser perfecto

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:

Cable Ties - Time for You

Rodney Crowell w/Jeff Tweedy - Everything At Once

Say She She - Reeling

girlhouse - you don't think about me

System Olympia - Falling In Love

"There is no off position on the genius switch." - David Letterman

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

and now another thing...

the fan on my router or modem (i'm not a big technology guy) has been running nonstop and loudly for the last 12 hours or so. just great.

here are your two videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the New York Yankees lost last night at Cleveland, 3-2. hopefully, they will win tonight.

the New York Rangers lost at home last night to Buffalo, 3-2 in a shootout.

the play in games for the NBA playoffs start tonight.

Monday Night Raw was good last night.

Perry Mason was excellent last night. i think just two more episodes are left in the season.

The Voice was a look back on the season so far and at Blake's time on the show.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, MLW and Deadliest Catch.

i might watch some of the Champions League when i get home from mom's physical therapy later today.

hopefully, i will have poems to type up as well.

the USWNT plays Ireland again tonight. hopefully, no one gets injured.

i should be on here tomorrow after i get the grocery shopping done.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

get the fucking shot.

debería ser otro buen día

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:

Tanukichan w/Enumclaw - Thin Air

Outside - Then It Hits You

Metallica - Lux Aeterna

Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue

Glass Animals - Gooey

"Pain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure." - Mark Strand

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

of course it would be raining...

 just as i have learned a few positions that i can actually get a good couple of hours of sleep with the pinched nerves in my neck, it had to be fucking raining. these are the days where you can lean into the pain, do all the fucking mind tricks you can think of, and it still won't fucking matter. joy.

DIRECTV fucked up our baseball package last night. every blue moon or so, it will say we don't have the package even though we have made payments for it for the last 15 years or so. mom was in a mood last night, so she called customer service. eventually, on the second call, the problem got fixed. in hindsight, maybe i should of just let it go.

the Yankees lost last night to Baltimore, 2-1, in 11 innings. the same shit from last season is showing up this season. the inability to get a fucking hit when it matters. this is still an all or nothing team, and more times than not, especially against teams they should destroy, nothing is all they fucking get.

WWE Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both pretty good last night.

AEW Rampage was good last night.

Bill Maher #Adulting was pretty funny last night.

A Black Lady Sketch Show was fucking hilarious last night.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and AEW Battle of the Belts 2.

Manchester United plays this morning at home against Norwich. if United loses today, i can just imagine the boos coming from Old Trafford. they will be heard around the world.

the New York Rangers play this afternoon at home against Detroit.

the NBA playoffs start tonight.

and i should get my order from Wish.com today as well.

and i might just put out another SoundCloud recording this afternoon.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday.

thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:

https://synchchaos.com/poetry-from-j-j-campbell-58/

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 socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

mierda pasa

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:

Dax - Dear Alcohol

William S. Burroughs & Bill Laswell - Words of Advice for Young People

Mala Suerte - Habla Mierda de Mi

Graveyard Club - Nowhere

Guided by Voices - Alex Bell / Focus On The Flock

"A poem gives me a chance to have an encounter with a feeling, with an experience, with a wish, with an idea." - Tracy K. Smith

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

my brain woke up on fire...

i got up at 7 this morning. 5 hours of sleep. that's pretty much as good as it gets for me. the word on my lips as i woke up was proletariat. i started laughing, figuring my brain was up for 45 minutes or so, brainstorming about god knows what. i just finished typing up the poem that came out of that mess. i like it. hopefully, there will be more to come.

the New York Yankees were rained out last night in Kansas City. they will play a day night doubleheader today. hopefully, they will win both games.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Wu-Tang Clan: Of Mics and Men was excellent last night. the final part of the documentary is next week.

Wyatt Cenac's Problem Areas was great last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be ROH.

i do plan on watching some of Game 6 between Milwaukee and Toronto tonight in the NBA playoffs. i'll be stunned if the Raptors don't finish it off tonight.

i will probably also watch the free part of AEW's first show tonight on YouTube. i'd love to get the whole show, but $50 is a little too high for my poor ass.

other than that, i'm hoping it will be a pain free day for the most part. i know that's highly unlikely, but i'd like to think i can still dream at my age.

i did watch a little of the first semifinal in the World Hockey Championships this morning. Finland defeated Russia 1-0. Canada plays the Czech Republic this afternoon in the other semifinal.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

Los deseos de las estrellas fugaces nunca se hacen realidad.

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:

Hard Working Americans - I Don't Have A Gun/Stomp and Holler (Live)
Donny Hathaway - I Love You More Than You'll Ever Know (Live)
Gov't Mule - Wish You Were Here (Live)

"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
                                                                                  - Ralph Waldo Emerson

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

you would think i would be dead by now...

it was yet another night where i didn't fall asleep until after 4 in the morning. it's almost like insomnia and depression are the same anymore. good times.

the New York Yankees pissed away yet another lead last night and lost to the White Sox, 9-6 in 7 innings. thank god the rain got so bad they called the game. that's 4 losses in a row. joy.

i am absolutely shocked that Columbus won both games down in Tampa in the NHL playoffs. holy shit. halfway to one of the biggest upsets i can think of in NHL history.

i did watch some of the other games as well.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

NJPW was excellent last night.

Real Time with Bill Maher was really good last night.

Wyatt Cenac's Problem Areas was brilliant once again last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and ROH.

my sports docket today is pretty full. between Manchester United, the New York Yankees, the NBA and NHL playoffs, the Masters and the national championship game of college hockey, it's going to be a pretty fucking full day.

i did listen to episode 233 of Notsam Wrestling late last night. you can find that by going here:
https://soundcloud.com/notsamwrestling/vickie-guerrero-notsam

here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the weather is supposed to be pretty good today. of course, tomorrow is supposed to be a shit show. figures.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

toma lo que quieras de mi

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:

Valerie June - Little Wing
UB40 - Here I Am (Come and Take Me)
Garbage - Kick My Ass
Soul Asylum - Sexual Healing

"Poetry is more a threshold than a path." - Seamus Heaney

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

perhaps rock bottom has been hit...

i think i have coughed more in the last 24 hours than i have in most of my 42 years on this fucking planet. i'm hoping that's rock bottom and the only way to go from here is up. i went and got the pills my doctor said i could use and wouldn't affect my liver at all. i had to go get them or my mother was going to sneak out and get them from me. so, that's why this blog started 30 minutes later than i wanted to today. the asshole son had to tell his mother it's okay to allow the asshole to be an adult. good times.

i might have got a little over 4 hours of sleep last night. considering that's about what i get when i'm healthy, that's a good sign. i would love if i could actually sleep in a bed again before the weekend rolls around.

and i'm so fucking behind on getting the poems out there... if i'm better by the weekend, i know what i'll be doing.

the New York Yankees won last night, 3-2 over Boston. the Yankees are now tied for first place in the division. that also means they are tied for the best record in baseball. the last time the Yankees won 16 out of 17 games was in 1953. they play again tonight.

i was not happy with one of the people that got sent home last night on The Voice. Christiana absolutely should have been saved last night.

Smackdown was really good last night. imagine that, a wrestling show that actually shows mostly wrestling. concept.

205 Live was excellent last night.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was hilarious last night.

The Chris Gethard Show was fucking bizarre last night. it also reminded me why i miss smoking weed so much.

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Being Serena. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i'll probably watch some of the NBA playoff game between Boston and Philadelphia tonight as well.

i'll probably be on here tomorrow after mom's physical therapy session and after Manchester United plays.

i took the pills i got today right before starting to write this. they are supposed to make me drowsy. once again, i'm probably the exception to the fucking rule.

that's all for me kids.

diría rezar por mí, pero eso no funciona

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:

FKA twigs - Ache
CocoRosie - Werewolf
Tei Shi - Bassically
Cat Power - Ruin

"Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them." - Charles Simic

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