#never forget

as much as i know i will never forget 9/11, i also look back on it as such a wasted opportunity to unite this country. and as we sit here in 2018, the most divided we have been in 50 fucking years, i wonder if this divide would have happened if the right steps would have been made to unite this country on 9/12/2001. of course, the Republicans were in power then, as they are now. it's all about greed and war while they are in power. they are only conservatives when the left has the power. it's the joy of being a fucking hypocrite i suppose. but, they are rich, so they don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks.

i saw Rolling Stone posted a story today from David Foster Wallace about 9/11 as seen from the Midwest. that made me immediately think about the poem i wrote about a week after 9/11.

that poem is in my book Sofisticated White Trash. feel free to buy it on Amazon.com. it was true back then and it is still true today.
https://www.amazon.com/Sofisticated-White-Trash-J-J-Campbell/dp/0981660681

it was actually nice enough that i was able to get outside today and take down the bird feeders by the windows and clean up the fucking weeds and vines a bit. the new windows will start going in on Thursday.

the New York Yankees erupted last night in the 7th inning and defeated the Twins, 7-2. hopefully, they can win again tonight.

i was in and out of Monday Night Raw last night. i really don't think i missed much. it's obvious they were trying to set up Hell in a Cell this weekend without doing too much.

i know the muse and my mother were very happy last night when the New York Jets won. i watched some of that and some of the Rams victory over the Raiders.

the finale of Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story was very powerful last night. i love how it showed how all these racists came out of hiding when Trump started running for President. it's not a coincidence. they are proud to have a racist running this country, just like how they thought it was always meant to be. to them, it's sort of like the south finally won the war. the irony being, it was a stupid as fuck asshole from New York that did it for them. i also liked how they clearly showed the confederate flag is racist as it was declared by the asshole that created it. i know, fucking logic. it doesn't work with the ignorant.

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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Fuck That's Delicious and Mayans M.C. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the USMNT takes on Mexico tonight in a friendly. i would to see the USA win, but i don't have my hopes up.

i have to take mom to a doctor's appointment tomorrow. this is with the doctor that fucked up her disability claim, so it should be very interesting.

i will probably be on here after we get home from the doctor's appointment and a late lunch.

i have trash to go pick up and i really need to shave and shower after working outside today.

that's all for me kids.

a veces los sueños son tan reales, la muerte es la única opción que tiene sentido

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:

Father John Misty - Bored In The USA
Beach House - Drunk in LA
Birds of Chicago - American Flowers
Guided By Voices - Dayton, Ohio-19 Something and 5

"Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken." - D.H. Lawrence

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without knowing it, another suicide averted...

apparently, the muse actually reads this blog from time to time. i found that out in our 2 1/2 hour conversation last night. she told me that i make her sound like this horrible person in these posts. i don't think i do, but, allow me to set the record straight. the muse is the most amazing woman i know. she is my best friend. she is the love of my life. she is strong, sexy, confident, intelligent as fuck, weird in a incredibly sexy way and last of all, a bad ass that i have been lucky enough to share so many tender moments with... even if we don't have this amazing, magical relationship that i have dreamt about for years now, we will be friends until the day i die. and i don't tell her this, but it's true. each time we have a long talk and we share things and i get closer, it's another day where killing myself gets shuffled down the list of things to do. she has had so many different life experiences than me, listening to her gives me so many things to write about... having her in my life at all is a fucking gift. last night was a perfect example. after our conversation, i got this thought in my head for a poem. about 2 hours later, i had the whole thing mapped out and was writing it down. i really like it. the muse finally read the poem i sent her the other day. she thought is was just an apology. when she read it again, she realized it was a poem. she did give me permission to get it published, so that will go out one of these days. and then once it gets published, it might become my next SoundCloud recording. so, to the muse, you beautiful soul, i love you and i always will. i just hope one day you decide i am worthy of your love.

the New Orleans Saints lost yesterday at home to Tampa Bay, 48-40. the defense was just god fucking awful. i really thought this was going to be the year the Saints actually started the season with a win. oh well. they are at home next week against Cleveland. if they start this season 0-2, it might be time to blow it the fuck up.

the New York Yankees pissed away chance after chance yesterday and lost at Seattle, 3-2. they play again tonight in Minnesota.

Big Brother was pretty good last night.

the season finale of Power was excellent last night. and then that fucking ending. i can't wait for the next season.

The Deuce was great last night.

Ballers was good last night.

Insecure was fucking great last night.

Last Week Tonight was hilarious.

Shameless was excellent last night.

Kidding was fucking hilarious and weird, at the same time. it was pretty much what i was expecting.

America to Me was really good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and the series finale of Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

there's a doubleheader on Monday Night Football tonight. first game is the Jets vs. Lions and then the Raiders vs. Rams. i do hope the Jets win as that is mom and the muse's favorite team.

i got to sleep last night this morning. it was probably 5:45 when i got done with the last show of the night. i was up at 10 this morning.

our rain total from Friday afternoon to Sunday night was 11.7 inches.

that's all for me kids. i'm falling asleep trying to write this. time for a fucking nap.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

Espero que estas palabras te hagan sonreír

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:

Dag Nabbit - It Can't Be So
Tori Amos - Angie
Brick - Dazz

"The road to success is always under construction." - Arnold Palmer

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the kind of heat that reminds you we only have two seasons anymore, hot and cold...

when i went out to get the paper this morning, it was already humid as hell. these are the days where i know it's no fun for my back. for some damn reason, it doesn't respond to heat at all. i'm finding that out more and more in the shower.

i hope everyone had a good Labor Day. i figured out where the next 31 poems will be going. i will hopefully get a wild hair up my ass and do that tomorrow.

the New York Yankees lost out in Oakland yesterday 6-3. they simply look like a team that has run out of gas at the moment. maybe if Judge comes back and hits immediately they will come back to life. but, i'm certainly not counting on it. the Yankees play Oakland again tonight. it would be nice if they would win, as Oakland is right behind them in the wildcard race.

Monday Night Raw certainly had some moments last night. but, when nostalgia is the most memorable (HBK and The Undertaker), i'm not sure it's the right thing to do for the current roster. i will be patient to see where it goes, but as usual, it usually goes nowhere and that's the fucking problem.

Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story showed just how fucking inept the prosecution was last night. the finale next week should be very interesting.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Fuck That's Delicious, the season finale of Hard Knocks and Mayans M.C. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the trip to the bank was good today. the woman i wrote about a couple weeks ago was working again. bright neon orange fingernails this time. i nearly said something, but my mind was beyond fucking filthy at the moment. i was more or less trying not to stare at a top that was way too fucking tight. so yeah, there will be poems, especially about you Alexis.

i decided to buy some local music yesterday on Bandcamp. i figure it was my way of helping some artists out on Labor Day. those songs will be down in the music section.

hard to believe the NFL starts back up on Thursday. i have a good feeling about my New Orleans Saints this season. i wouldn't mind seeing the Saints make a trip back to the Super Bowl this season.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i want to get those poems out in the morning. if that happens as planned (quit laughing), i'll be on here in the afternoon.

i have trash to go pick up now. joy. i hope everyone had a great holiday weekend.

ella tiene los ojos de un edificio en llamas, lista para tomarme como víctima

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 1984 Draft - Honest
NOVAGOLD - A Pretty Burn
Paige Beller - Nobody Believes in Two Night Stands Anymore (Live)
The Boxcar Suite - Hard to Deliver

"A lot of guys who have never choked have never been in the position to do so." - Tom Watson

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happy labor day

just once in my life, i would love to be able to sleep in on a Monday that's a fucking holiday. just once.

the New York Yankees lost yesterday 11-7. that ended a pretty shitty homestand against the White Sox and Tigers. you can't go 3-4 against two of the worst teams in baseball and think you still have a chance to win the division. the Yankees start a road trip today in Oakland. this will probably be an early glimpse of the American League wildcard game.

Manchester United won 2-0 yesterday. they should have scored more goals and i could have gone without seeing Rashford pick up that red card, but the result is a good way to go into the international break.

Big Brother was good last night.

Power was fucking excellent last night. i can't wait for the season finale next week.

America to Me was very good last night. i would have killed to have a spoken word program back when i was in high school.

Ballers was pretty good last night.

Insecure was very good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i got some corn on the cob and beer brats for Labor Day today. i'm hoping the brats aren't too spicy for mom. i wanted to get something we normally don't have so it wouldn't be the same old shit for a holiday here.

i believe my sister is on a flight home now and i think the muse gets on her flight home in a few hours.

so when i was in the shower yesterday afternoon, i heard something was going on. but, i never heard my mother call for me or anything, so i didn't think much of it. when i got out of the shower, my mother told me that some fat kid got his drone stuck on our roof. i guess mom told the kid to go get his parents and the kid refused. he went across the street instead and the guy that cuts his grass every 3 days got it down for him. i swear, this cul-de-sac is like a shitty episode of Twin Peaks most days.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after a trip to the bank.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. i hope your Labor Day is a good one.

i get the feeling i'm going to spend most of today icing down my back and figuring out where the next round of poems are going to go.

lo mejor para una catarsis es un licor fuerte

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:

Courtney Cooper - Be Mine
Bishop Briggs - Dead Man's Arms
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat (Live)
Social Distortion - Ball and Chain (Live)

"The visionary starts with a clean sheet of paper, and re-imagines the world." - Malcolm Gladwell

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the dog days have settled in...

i've spent a good portion of today icing down my bad back. the shitty thing is i normally have lower back pain. this is more in the middle of my back. joy.

i did write 3 poems this afternoon. i typed them up and i think they are pretty good. that brings me to 27 poems for August. that's pretty good for a month i'm usually never productive in.

i had to take mom to the bank this morning. thankfully, we got that done before it got hot today. her bank is about 30 minutes away.

the New York Yankees had as many hits as errors last night. that's never a good recipe to win. they lost to the White Sox 6-2. hopefully, they will win tonight.

Manchester United played a good first half yesterday. sadly, they weren't clinical in the final third, so the score at halftime was 0-0. the second half was beyond fucking abysmal. Tottenham ripped them to shreds and won the game 3-0. i can't remember the last season United lost 2 of the first 3 games. i have a feeling it's not going to get any better anytime soon.

Monday Night Raw was interesting last night. i really enjoyed the Kevin Owens vs. Seth Rollins match. and i'm interested to see where they are going with KO quitting last night. i did enjoy Braun turning heel and beating up Roman Reigns last night. but, that was all that was interesting. just not enough for a show that is 3 hours long.

Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story focused on the trial last night. other than the opening statement from the prosecution, you could tell they had no damn clue what the fuck they were doing. of course, Florida is a fucking shit show when it comes to this type of shit. the longer i watched, the angrier i got.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, the season finale of Deadliest Catch, Fuck That's Delicious, the season finale of Miz and Mrs., Hard Knocks and The Shop. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i'll probably be on here tomorrow after i take mom to her eye doctor's appointment. i'm not sure if it's just an appointment tomorrow or if they are actually doing some outpatient stuff on her as well.

the talk mom had with the lawyer was very good yesterday. i guess before too long, i'll be filling out an affidavit. too bad for these doctors i have a good memory.

i need to get the trash picked up now. so, until tomorrow kids...

todas estas millas entre nosotros, un día ya no existirán

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 xx - Together
Billy Raffoul - Forever
Beck - Dreams
Pearl Jam - Black (Live)
John Prine - Paradise (Live)

"Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful." - Rita Dove

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cobwebs...

sometimes i wake up and it feels like i am in cobwebs. and no matter what i do, i can't break out of them. 4 hours later and believe me, it's fucking frustrating.

mom wants me to sit in and listen with her call with the lawyer today. so, i'm not sure if i will get all of this written by the time that happens.

the New York Yankees won last night, 5-3, to finish off the four game sweep of Baltimore. they are back at home tonight to play the White Sox. the Yankees are now 6 games out of first place in the division.

Big Brother was pretty good last night.

the finale of Sharp Objects was fucking great last night, especially the ending.

Ballers was good last night.

Insecure was very good last night.

Power was excellent last night.

America to Me was really, really good last night. that high school almost reminds me of my old high school.

the finale of Who is America? was great last night.

the season finale of Our Cartoon President was hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

Manchester United plays this afternoon at home against Tottenham. i'd love to be positive and believe that United will win. i'm too old for that bullshit though.

i hope everyone had a wonderful weekend.

i will probably be on here tomorrow in the afternoon.

es solo locura privada de sueño

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:

Houndmouth - Sedona
MGMT - Time to Pretend
Shinedown - Sound of Madness

"You aren't learning anything when you're talking." - Lyndon B. Johnson

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

peeling off the dead skin...

so i got in the shower late last night and decided to basically hurt myself. i scrubbed my skin hard enough that i knew any dead skin would be off. then, a little soap and very hot water... so, that's what a cleansing feels like. there's something brewing in me. i'm not sure if it's another book, the fucking movie i have been twiddling my thumbs about since i was 23... there's a creative fire that refuses to go out at the moment. it's like California is now inside me. these are the days where i simply just try to ride the fucking waves.

i got into a bit of a mood last night and sent out a ton of messages, hoping to do a better job of promoting my book. of course, i got a few replies this morning, all at once. it never fails.

the New York Yankees lost last night to the fucking Mets 8-5.  for some damn reason, they just can't get over 30 games over .500. they are now 10 games behind in the division. oh well. they start a series tonight at home against Tampa.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i thought they did a good job setting up SummerSlam this Sunday. and i love that Dean Ambrose is back.

part 3 of Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story was infuriating last night. it shouldn't surprise me, but the amount of racism in this country is fucking disgusting. and as much as i hope for every generation to come along and be better, they aren't. it's fucking sad.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, Deadliest Catch, Miz and Mrs. and Hard Knocks. i'll watch 205 Live on WWE Network sometime tonight.

i have to take mom to her eye doctor this afternoon. of course, she just told me that the eye doctor is no longer covered by her insurance for her eyes. i'm not real sure why she's going to see him today other than her vision is fucking atrocious at the moment. i do plan on bringing my notebook with me. hopefully, i write a few poems. that's part of the reason i did the blog this morning. if i do write some poems, i'll need the afternoon to type.

that's all for me kids.

mientras haya placer en el dolor, estaré vivo

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:

Fantastic Negrito - An Honest Man
Buddy Guy - Done Got Old
Howlin' Wolf - Sitting On Top Of The World
Mississippi John Hurt - I Shall Not Be Moved

"You want to be a bit compulsive in your art or craft or whatever you do." - Steve Martin

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death is in the air...

when i saw the news about Aretha Franklin being gravely ill from cancer, my first thought was how celebrities tend to die in threes. then, i saw the news about Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart passing away at just 63 years old. probably one of my favorite wrestling heels from my youth and probably why i still wear my goatee like i do. Aretha isn't dead yet, as of me writing this, so who knows who the three will be.

i wrote 3 poems yesterday. i typed them up and really like them.

my left leg was still bothering me last night. this morning, i spilled hot coffee on it (not on purpose) and felt nothing. i'm wondering now how much of my leg is actually dead. good times.

the New York Yankees won yesterday against Texas, 7-2. they play a make up game tonight against the Mets at home. hopefully they can win tonight and get to 32 games over .500.

Big Brother was pretty good last night. of course, mom and i were watching in the living room and the television just died during the show. i believe the tv was just 10 years old. it almost reminded me of my youth when a picture tube would just go out in the old televisions. it still comes on, but no damn picture. joy. so, of course, mom broke out her consumer reports today to figure out the best television to buy. or, how i like to call it, paralysis by analysis.

Power was excellent last night.

Sharp Objects was really good last night.

Ballers was pretty funny last night.

Insecure was excellent last night. the muse was shocked that i actually watch this show. that made me laugh. if she actually paid attention to what i watch, she would realize i'm probably closer to being black than i am to being white.

Last Week Tonight was fucking hilarious, as usual.

The Affair was heartbreaking last night. the season finale next week should be another gut punch.

Who is America? was fucking ridiculous last night.

Our Cartoon President was hilarious last night.

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on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i mailed the cd i made for the muse today at the post office. now, the true waiting game begins. i have no clue if she actually wrote a letter to me this weekend or not. i'm not going to ask her. it wouldn't do my ego any good for the answer to be shit, i forgot.

i'll be on here sometime tomorrow after i take mom to her eye doctor's appointment. i'm hoping she just needs a new prescription for her glasses. if it's more than that, then it will be time for surgery yet again. joy.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

¿Alguien realmente está sorprendido de que el presidente sea jodidamente estúpido?

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:

Radiant Children - Life's a Bitch
Jason Isbell - Cover Me Up
Aretha Franklin - Bridge Over Troubled Water (Live)

"I have the perfect cure for a sore throat: cut it." - Alfred Hitchcock

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it's almost like having a job...

i think i started working on the poems today a little before 10 AM. my arthritis was raging for most of today so this was a fucking battle of attrition. i sent the last poems out around 3:30 this afternoon. i swear, my hands are going to look like my grandmother's hands looked like when she was in her late 70's. but, i'm still able to find the pleasure in the pain, so i'm not complaining.

i sent out 38 poems today. 3 to Red Eft Review, 5 each to Fourth and Sycamore, Misfit Magazine, Ariel Chart, The Dope Fiend Daily (already responded) and Synchronized Chaos (already responded). i sent 10 poems to Dodging the Rain. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

the New York Yankees got exactly what they needed last night. Lance Lynn at one point retired 19 batters in a row and the offense finally showed signs of life. the Yankees defeated the White Sox 7-0. hopefully, there will be more of that tonight.

Monday Night Raw was good last night. a little too much Roman Reigns for my liking, but oh well.

part 2 of Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story was very powerful last night and it reminded me just why i hate Fox News. the show brilliantly showed how Fox was sympathetic until President Obama said something and then it was all about Zimmerman being a victim on their channel. of course, i blame the stupid fucks that watch the channel just as much as the assholes on it.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, Deadliest Catch, Fuck That's Delicious, Miz and Mrs. and Hard Knocks. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i've already got the trash done, so i think my massage chair is calling me.

i will probably be on here sometime in the afternoon tomorrow.

podría ser hora de beber un poco de ginebra esta noche

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:

Hot Water Music - Radio
Jawbreaker - Kiss the Bottle
Guided by Voices - A Salty Salute

"If you give me enough time, enough leash, I can become pretty reasonable." - Michael Shannon

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sometimes the pain just becomes a way to pass the time...

i think i might have got almost 4 hours of sleep last night. between the Sunday night shows, the Yankees inventing new ways to lose, a long phone call with the muse and my new addiction of watching black women masturbate, sleep just wasn't a priority last night.

the muse had to tell me all about her weekend in Chicago. i laughed, no wonder so many people got shot. she just had to tell me about all the guys she met, all the dick she could have had and the guy that's coming to visit her in 2 weeks. as much as i would love to think that she likes making me jealous and driving me nuts, it isn't that. she simply only thinks of me as a friend. and when the conversations veer into this direction, i know i have fallen into what many women consider the gay best friend territory. this is my personal hell. how to make the woman of my dreams/nightmares think of me in a way that i'm not in the friend territory? you'd think the phone sex, the 3 page letters or the poems would be enough... i figure i'm going to have to let success be the marker i throw down. and that goes against every fiber in my soul. pure fucking hell.

the New York Yankees were up 4-1 last night in Boston and had their closer on the mound. i was watching as i was really hoping to have a drink. silly me. shitty command and a costly error later, Boston had tied the game at 4. i didn't bother to watch the 10th inning, as i knew what would happen. sure enough, Boston finished off the sweep, winning 5-4 in 10 innings. the Yankees are now 9 1/2 games out in the division and should basically start focusing on the wildcard race now. they keep losing and they won't be hosting that 1 game playoff in early October. the Yankees start a series in Chicago tonight against the White Sox. they stink, so of course, i expect the Yankees to struggle.

Big Brother was really good last night. the Hacker competition was a nice twist in the game.

Power was excellent last night.

Sharp Objects was great last night.

the season finale of Succession was really fucking good last night. i certainly didn't see that ending coming.

Last Week Tonight was brilliant as usual.

The Affair was a bit shocking last night. i didn't see that ending coming either, but i certainly want to know what the fuck happened.

Who is America? was fucking hilarious last night.

Our Cartoon President was really funny as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

thank god the Manchester United game yesterday wasn't available on television here in the USA. i looked at the match stats and saw how badly United was outplayed by Bayern Munich. i'm not looking forward to the season starting on Friday.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i get all the poems out.

i hope everyone had a good weekend.

la mayoría de los poetas encuentran el éxito después de que están muertos

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:

Deer Tick - Goodbye, Dear Friend
The Phantoms - Watch Me
Mazzy Star - Fade Into You (Live)
Pretty Lights - Can't Stop Me Now

"Art is what you can get away with." - Andy Warhol

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well, at least i know where my anxiety problems come from now...

mom was a bit of a basket case last night. it was all stress i do believe. she admitted this morning she gets anxious at fucking everything now. going anywhere, anything new, it's becoming a mental barrier that i fear is going to reach the life or death stage before too long. i'm hoping she brings it up with her doctor, or, i'll have to play the adult in the room and tell him myself. her procedure today was all of 20 minutes. at the hospital, it would have been at least a couple hours. when i saw her walking out to the lobby, i was pleasantly surprised. mom said really, the only difference was she didn't get a gift basket at the end of it. we both joked that my sister is going to be pissed at that. of course, mom realized after it was over it was stupid to be as fearful of it as she was. ah, the beauty of hindsight.

i did write 3 poems in the 20 minutes she was in the procedure. i typed those up this afternoon. that brings me up to 20 poems for the month. that's not bad for wanting to take the month easy. my next round of submissions will probably be in early August.

the New York Yankees did make a few trades yesterday i wasn't expecting. they moved Adam Warren to Seattle for more international signing bonus money. they then got Lance Lynn from the Twins for Tyler Austin and a pitcher in A ball. i like both moves. the international signing bonus money has already been used. they believe Lance Lynn is better than Adam Warren. i tend to agree. and they think the first baseman they got in the trade with the Cardinals is better than Tyler Austin. i still think they will make some moves in August if they can. but, this is the team they will try to hunt down Boston with. they better start winning games soon. they start a 2 game series at home tonight against Baltimore. the Orioles have traded away most of their team, so these are games the Yankees MUST win.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i do like a pissed off Brock Lesnar. that makes for a better show. plus, the interaction between him and Paul Heyman was pretty interesting.

Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story was excellent last night. this is one of those shows i wish everyone in this country would be forced to watch. i know this is a series that is going to make me more angry than anything. i don't know how anyone could listen to the tapes of when Trayvon got shot while watching his parents cry and not feel anything.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, The Jim Jefferies Show, Deadliest Catch, Fuck That's Delicious and Miz & Mrs. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

Manchester United plays Real Madrid tonight. this preseason has been a disaster for United, given all the damn injuries and players absent because of the World Cup. i'll probably watch some of the match tonight, but i'm not expecting much.

i'm not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i know i need to pick up the trash and get that out before it starts to fucking rain again.

Me pregunto qué pensará la musa cuando lea los poemas

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:

Trampled By Turtles - Alone
Ray LaMontagne - Jolene
Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska
Hot Water Music - Radio

"I'm the one guy who says don't force the stupid people to be quiet. I want to know who the morons are." - Mark Cuban

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

where the hell did this month go?

first off, a big thank you to everyone who has listened to and sent me their thoughts on my latest SoundCloud recording, "splashing in an ocean". i really do appreciate it.
https://soundcloud.com/j-j-campbell/splashing-in-an-ocean

i did write 2 poems yesterday. i typed them up and i really, really liked them. this hasn't been that productive of a month for me writing. but, i wasn't exactly shooting for 100 poems either. i wanted to take it easy this month, and i think i have accomplished that.

the New York Yankees won yesterday against the Royals, 6-3. they got a good, solid start from J.A. Happ and got enough offense to take 3 out of 4 in the series. they are off tonight and start a little 2 game series at home against Baltimore tomorrow.

Big Brother was pretty good last night.

the season finale of Total Bellas was good last night.

Power was excellent last night.

Sharp Objects was fucking crazy last night. next week's episode looks even crazier.

Succession was excellent last night. the season finale next week looks amazing.

Last Week Tonight was fucking great last night.

The Affair was really good last night.

Who is America? was fucking hilarious last night.

Our Cartoon President was hilarious as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i'll be on here tomorrow after mom has her procedure for her back. i'm really hoping the injection goes well and works immediately. this will be the first time she's having it done in the office and not a hospital. i'm hoping it's a little easier process than before.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

cualquier cosa que pueda hacer por ti, lo haré

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:

Flatbush Zombies - Headstone
Kendrick Lamar - The Blacker the Berry
Run the Jewels - Legend Has It

"My best friend is the one who brings out the best in me." - Henry Ford

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