my poems "avoid the punches", "but every blue moon" and "more than anything left on this earth" have been published at Pyrokinection. you can read the poems by going here:
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my poetry submission from earlier this month, my poems "how these cycles actually work", "i like to finish every job" and "warping my little mind" have been accepted for publication. they should appear around June 18th.
i sent out 43 poems today; 3 each to Pyrokinection, The Beatnik Cowboy, Rusty Truck and Mad Swirl; 5 each to Synchronized Chaos, Fourth & Sycamore, Otoliths, Horror Sleaze Trash and Easy Street; 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places i will pass along the verdicts.
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my poetry submission from back in March. my poems "young lovers set adrift", "going to find rock bottom" and "not even the sunshine" have been accepted for publication. the poems should appear around May 5th.
i don't know how many fucking times i have hit my lower left leg on this spot on my bed frame, but it fucking hurts every damn time i do it. but, it's only blood. as i told my mother, everything on that leg is fucking dead except the nerves. and quite honestly, if i didn't have something to bitch about, it wouldn't be my life.
i sent out 24 poems today. 3 to Pyrokinection, 5 each to Your One Phone Call, Misfit Magazine and Synchronized Chaos (already accepted for publication) and 6 poems to Record Magazine. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.
The Voice was pretty good last night.
Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Baskets, Hate Thy Neighbor and The Voice. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.
the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Winnipeg. it will be interesting to see if they can keep their winning streak going.
the New York Yankees won today over Detroit 7-2. i believe the baseball regular season starts in like 3 weeks or something.
i'll be on here tomorrow after i make a trip to the dollar store. i need to find a cheap 3 ring binder so i can better organize my poetry archives and records.
that's all for me today kids. i'm off to go get the trash done next door and here.
la glamorosa vida de un puto poeta
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:
Bob Dylan - The Man In Me
Madonna - Ray of Light
Moby - This Wild Darkness
Walk The Moon - One Foot
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb (Live)
"Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i had a line pop in my head yesterday that completely came out of nowhere... i once met Ezra Pound in a dream and he told me to fuck off. as soon as it popped in my head i started to laugh. i flushed that out and eventually wrote a poem, which gives me 30 for the month. that little inspiration got my ass in gear and today i sent out 20 poems. 6 to Record Magazine; 5 to Horror Sleaze Trash and 3 each to Pyrokinection, The Beatnik Cowboy and Rusty Truck. when i hear back from these places i will pass on the verdicts.
i did watch a little of the Daytona 500 yesterday. seeing the number 3 car in victory lane again certainly brought back some memories.
and i did watch a bit of the NBA All-Star game as well. i do like the new format, that's for sure. the game seemed much more competitive.
the New York Rangers lost yesterday 7-4. i have no damn clue why the coach left The King in for all 7 goals. at least they are continuing to tank the season now.
Our Cartoon President was hilarious last night.
Celebrity Big Brother was pretty good last night. i have no damn clue who is getting voted out tonight.
Homeland was pretty good last night.
The Chi was excellent last night.
Here and Now was fucking great last night.
Divorce was pretty funny last night.
Crashing was pretty good last night.
Last Week Tonight was fucking brilliant as always last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Celebrity Big Brother. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.
i do believe that the USA men's hockey team plays tonight against Slovakia. they will have to win that game and win tomorrow if they want a chance to play for a medal. i know the women's team will be playing Canada for the gold medal in a couple days i think.
i might watch some of the Winter Olympics tonight. especially if i can't sleep like last night.
it's been really muggy the last few nights. perfect if you like sleeping with a shotgun in your mouth.
i'll be on here tomorrow before i have to take mom to physical therapy.
i hope everyone had a great weekend. hopefully some of you actually got to enjoy a 3 day weekend.
me gustarÃa llegar tan alto que la gravedad ya no existe
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:
Sly & the Family Stone - I Want to Take You Higher
Ohio Players - Jive Turkey
Funkadelic - Can You Get to That
"We're all going to be victims of temptation at several points in our lives." - Smokey Robinson
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my recent poetry submission. my poem "dripping from the ceiling" has been accepted for publication. it's slated to appear on February 3, 2018.
so i was in the shower early this afternoon. i had everything ready to go to the post office and the grocery store. and just as i started to shampoo my hair, the fucking power goes out. now, if i still lived on the farm, i would truly be fucked, as the water would have shut off as well. thankfully, here in suburbia, i could at least finish showering, albeit in the damn dark.
the power was out for 30 minutes. i have no fucking clue why it was out. i'm just happy it wasn't out for a long time.
some poetry news first... i heard back from The Homestead Review on my poetry submission from back in October. while they enjoyed my work, they decided to pass on the poems. well, at least i know i have 5 poems ready to go in February.
i sent out 25 poems today; 3 each to Pyrokinection, Rusty Truck and Mad Swirl; 5 each to Nerve Cowboy and Easy Street; and 6 poems to The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.
the New York Rangers won last night over Buffalo 4-3. Rick Nash scored 2 more goals. that was the first time in 4 seasons he's had back to back multi goal games. of course, they lost Kevin Shattenkirk to a knee injury last night. great. more injuries right before a road trip. lovely. i believe they play at Colorado on Saturday.
Lip Sync Battle was really good last night.
Will & Grace was hilarious last night.
The Big Bang Theory was very good last night.
Young Sheldon was really good last night.
Life in Pieces was very funny last night.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, NJPW, Treehouse Masters, Real Time with Bill Maher and High Maintenance.
my sister is planning on coming down here in the morning. so, i will probably end up doing a blog sometime in the late afternoon/early evening, if i do one at all. i suppose that's the good thing about having your birthday on a weekend. the whole damn weekend can become a party if you want. if the New Orleans Saints would be playing on Sunday, it truly would be.
i do plan on watching a little of Manchester United tomorrow morning.
and then hopefully the Dayton Flyers won't get the shit beat out of them by Rhode Island tomorrow.
i think my sister and i are coming back home after the game to have lunch with mom. probably after that i will do a quick blog while hoping to have many victory drinks later in the evening.
i hope everyone has a great weekend. call if you need bail money.
solo follar a los que tosen
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:
Bad Wolves - Zombie
U2 - With Or Without You
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." - Edgar Allan Poe
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my poetry submission from back in March. my poems "much like the weather", "in the basement of his mother's home" and "the day it all changes" have been accepted for publication. they are scheduled to be published on the site on June 5th.
i got an email from A.J. Huffman today, editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press. she let me know my poem "becoming a man" has been included in the Storm Cycle 2015 Best Of Anthology. i'll have more info on the anthology when it gets closer to being published. here is a link to the poem that was published in February 2015: http://www.pyrokinection.com/2015/02/a-poem-by-jj-campbell.html
i heard back from A.J. at Pyrokinection on my poetry submission from last month. my poems "no reason to walk on egg shells", "nothing but dirty water ahead" and "his time in the war" have been accepted for publication. the poems will appear on the site on March 3rd.
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.
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