Showing posts with label the stray branch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the stray branch. Show all posts

Saturday, April 24, 2021

a chance of snow

 my poem "a chance of snow" has been published in the Spring/Summer 2021 issue of The Stray Branch. for more info on the issue, go here:

http://www.thestraybranch.org/


Tuesday, November 26, 2019

response from The Stray Branch...

i heard back from Debbie at The Stray Branch on my poetry submission from earlier this month. my poem "a chance of snow" has been accepted for publication in the Spring/Summer 2021 issue.

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

my 6 poems in The Stray Branch (vol. 19 #22) Fall/Winter 2018

my poems "you see that empty field", "a boot across your neck", "enough years behind you", "for all the progress", "carve out a reality" and "finally knocking on your door" have been published in The Stray Branch (vol. 19 #22) Fall/Winter 2018. you can purchase the issue by going here:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1727397649

Monday, February 5, 2018

response from The Stray Branch

i heard back from Debbie at The Stray Branch on my poetry submission from last month. my poems "you see that empty field", "enough years behind you", "a boot across your neck", "for all the progress", "carve out a reality" and "finally knocking on your door" have been accepted for publication in the Fall/Winter 2018 issue.

Friday, January 19, 2018

great time for the power to go out...

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:

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

my 5 poems in The Stray Branch Spring/Summer 2016 issue

my poems "if the other side even exists", "there is no other side", "hoping for something better to come along", "the cold voices" and "channel 854" have been published in The Stray Branch Spring/Summer 2016 issue.

for more on the issue go to: http://www.thestraybranch.org/

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

response from The Stray Branch

i heard back from Debbie at The Stray Branch on my poetry submission from my birthday. my poems "a ravishing beast" and "resembling a better me" have been accepted for publication in the Spring/Summer 2017 issue.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

happy birthday to me

so i started my 40th year on this planet by taking a shit that clogged the toilet. i figured that might be a good sign. i was wrong. so it looks like year 40 is going to be much like the other 39.

i did send out 12 poems today; 3 each to Dead Snakes and Chiron Review. i sent 6 poems to The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places, i will pass on the verdicts.

i then did my new YouTube video. the first version i published i deleted as i noticed i had a spelling mistake in it. i figured that happened when my mother came in my room and told me about my uncle vomiting all over the place next door and she was rushing over. this is where the asshole in me kicked in. i was going to make sure i got the video done before i did anything. mom called to tell me she forgot her phone just as i was finishing up the corrected version. good times.

the new webcam worked pretty good. i think the more i use it, the more i'm going to like it. and when i know i only spent $6 on it, i figure it will be a good investment.

NXT was really good last night. i was very happy to see Rich Swann and Johnny Gargano both on the show. the matches were very good as well.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Life in Pieces, WWE Smackdown, Baskets and Lip Sync Battle.

i have to take mom to the grocery store. while we're there, i believe i will be going into the liquor store and buying myself a birthday gift.

i think we're also going to go out to eat before then. i wasn't sure if we were as i figured she was going to spend the rest of the day next door. frankly, i'm a little shocked she came back home. but that's another story for when i'm fucking hammered and pissed at the world.

i believe my sister might be coming down for the weekend. hopefully she doesn't bring any snow with her.

thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i hope this finds you a little drunk and a little naughty.

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:

R.E.M. - It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
The Clash - Train in Vain
Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)

"Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper." - Francis Bacon

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

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

response from The Stray Branch

i heard back from Debbie Berk at The Stray Branch on my recent poetry submission. my poems "if the other side even exists", "channel 854", "the cold voices", "there is no other side", and "hoping for something better to come along" have been accepted for publication in the Spring/Summer 2016 issue.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

and 39 years ago today i screamed let me out

today became a birthday of getting shit done. i woke up in a decent enough mood and decided to be a glutton for punishment. i started typing up poems. exactly how any asshole who thinks himself to be a poet should spend his time at 7 in the morning on his birthday. in my utopia, i would be getting a blowjob while eating grapes. in reality, i'm wondering why my fingers don't work as fast on this keyboard.

anywho, i sent 16 poems out today. 3 to The Camel Saloon and 6 each to ZYX and The Stray Branch. when i hear back from these places, i'll pass along the verdicts.

i deposited my birthday money today at the bank. i also entered the gift card my mother got me for amazon.com. i'm not planning on getting anything from there until the move is complete. but, once that happens, i feel sorry for the postal service. i also got a New Orleans Saints shirt, some comfy house shoes, a Dayton Flyers scarf, and a book about Dayton's run to the Elite 8 last season. all in all, not a bad birthday at all.

mom and i went to the sports bar for my birthday this afternoon. when the waitress found out it was my birthday, she asked if i was turning 21. i laughed and noticed the ring on finger and thought to myself, if only... the drinks were a little stiff, which i certainly didn't mind.

now for the sports last night... the Dayton Flyers were due for a stinker. of course, they chose to play that one on national television after getting ranked in the top 25 for the first time this season. they got whipped in every aspect of the game by Davidson last night, 77-60. and quite honestly, it wasn't that close. but, shit happens. they are still 15-3. they play Richmond at home on Saturday night.

while Dayton was playing like shit, the New York Rangers were following right along. to say i was frustrated was an understatement. thankfully, New York came alive in the 3rd period and got the game to OT. and then, this happened:

what a great fucking way to go into the All-Star break. here are the highlights from the whole game:

tonight i'm planning on watching Lucha Underground and American Horror Story. i might watch some hockey as well. and then late tonight, i'm going to catch up on some podcasts while eating some birthday cake.

i also got a haircut today. the barber almost didn't recognize me without my goatee. he then asked how old i was. when i told him i turned 39 today, he was stunned. he remembers when my mother brought me in as a child. now, the funny part of this is this may have been the first time we have spoken outside of how do you want this cut in over a decade. after that, we shot the shit about sports for the next 20 minutes or so.

thankfully, my truck started right up today. i hadn't started it for almost a month. of course, i had to put some air in the tires, but it ran great. that takes a huge burden off of my mind.

ok, that's all for me today. i have some birthday cake waiting for me. thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. i truly do appreciate them.

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:

Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around with Jim
Dead Man Fall - Bang Your Drum
Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy

"Do unto others, then run." - Benny Hill