slowly getting back into a groove

 so, i am slowly getting back into a groove that i had going before COVID tried to kill me. i got 11 poems out today, i'm on the second load of my mother's laundry and i got in a decent nap because of my shitty bad back. all in all, i feel pretty good, though this rain isn't doing me any fucking favors.

i sent 11 poems out earlier in the afternoon, 3 each to Terror House Magazine and The Beatnik Cowboy; 5 poems to Synchronized Chaos. i'll post the verdicts when i hear back from these places.

the New York Rangers won last night in Las Vegas, 5-1. they had 4 goals in the 3rd period to blow the game open. that was lovely to watch.

the New York Knicks won last night, beating Atlanta, 113-89. sadly, Obi Toppin got injured last night and is going to be out for a few weeks.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

the Dayton Flyers had their asses handed to them last night, losing at Virginia Tech, 77-49.

AEW Dynamite was excellent last night.

The Masked Singer was pretty good last night, 

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

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

i need to be up early in the morning tomorrow as i have to get the Highlander up to the dealership to get that new tire put on it. i am pretty sure i will have to go out and pick up some prescriptions for my mother at some point tomorrow. and i know i am going to have to get my laundry done while doing all of that. plus, the World Cup starts back up tomorrow. so, this is a long winded way of telling you i have no fucking clue when i will be on here tomorrow.

i need to go figure out dinner and ice my damn back down yet again.

in case you were interested, tomorrow at the World Cup, Croatia takes on Brazil and Netherlands plays Argentina.

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.

quemando la vela en ambos extremos una vez más

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:

Baby Rose - Go

Death of the High Street - Chancer

Daily Worker - Irish Goodbye

The Dollyrots - Christmas Time With You / The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)

The Belfast Cowboys - Christmas with Judy Jetson

"If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel." - Jim Morrison

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

the joys of a bad back and little sleep...

 so, i did get mom to her ct scan this morning on time. i wrote 3 poems while i was in the waiting room. the scan didn't take nearly as long as she was expecting. hopefully, it comes back clean. as for the poems, i typed those up this afternoon. 

i really needed to ice my back and take a little nap. that little nap became 3 1/2 hours of sleep. the joys of McDonald's for breakfast i suppose. unless i can just snap my fingers and get this blog done in a few seconds, as well as a shower and a little workout, i won't be going to the game tonight. at least it is on television. 

great, mom just told me she has been having chest pains today, so i am definitely not going to the game tonight now. good times.

i'm sure it is just stress from the holidays and that my sister is coming down tomorrow night, etc. etc.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night.

here are your NBA highlights from last night:

i did catch a little of both football games last night as well.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT.

i will watch the Dayton Flyers play Southern tonight on ESPN+. given the number of old people that go, i probably don't want to enter that petri dish given the latest COVID outbreak.

i'll probably watch a little of both NFL games tonight as well. Seahawks play the Rams and Washington plays the Eagles.

my order from Topps.com that has been stuck at Fed Ex for nearly a week finally showed up today. i need to open that up and see if anything is damaged. good times.

i'm going to try to be on here tomorrow in the morning, before i do the grocery shopping. and i really want to get all the shopping done before my sister comes down tomorrow night.

that's all for me kids.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

Bienvenido al invierno

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 Belfast Cowboys - Christmas with Judy Jetson

SS-20 - (No) War Toys On Christmas

The Brian Setzer Orchestra - Jingle Bells (Live)

Plastic Ono Band - Happy Xmas (War Is Over)

The Pogues - Fairytale of New York

"Not everybody goes to the movies to get their life changed." - Samuel L. Jackson

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