what a time to be alive...

so, i woke up this morning with my back on fire, needing to take a bloody shit. welcome to being 44. it took me the rest of the morning to get my back to a point where i could walk without a pain. i have a theory though. i believe it was my inner child fucking with me because he didn't want me to get my bifocals. of course, i got those this afternoon. my sunglasses aren't ready yet. joy.

Manchester United is quickly approaching rock bottom. they lost at home yesterday to Burnley, 2-0. i watched most of the debacle. they got what they deserved.

the Dayton Flyers whipped St. Bonaventure last night, 86-60. it was close for about 13 minutes. and then with a snap of the fingers, Dayton ended the first half on like a 22-5 run and that was that. they play a tough road game in Richmond on Saturday. Dayton is now in first place in the A10 by themselves.

NXT was really good last night.

AEW was really good as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Will & Grace and Perfect Harmony. i'll watch NXT UK tonight sometime on WWE Network.

of course, it's supposed to be raining all day tomorrow. so, i'll be on here after i get the grocery shopping done and dry out.

that's all for me kids. my vision is much better with the new glasses. kind of like going from regular HD to 4K.

until tomorrow...

si me enamoro de nuevo antes de morir, me sorprenderé

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:

Greg Dulli - Pantomima
Fozzy - Judas
Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Metallica - The Unforgiven

"Knowing how to die is knowing how to live. What is death anyway? It's the outcome of life."
                                                                                                   - Jeanne Moreau

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

always busy with something...

so i had this major ass to do list today. of course, i didn't get to bed until 5 this morning, so that put a major dent into my plans. 5 hours of shitty sleep later, and the race began. i had some breakfast and got ready to go to the bank and the grocery store for my prescriptions. i told mom that i would take her to the drug store when i got back. thankfully, the weather is really nice today. of course, that meant plenty of fuckers out and about... a Sunday drive on a Wednesday. never fails.

everything went smooth at the bank and grocery store. mom was shockingly ready to go by the time i got home. i guess the injection is working so far (fingers crossed). we found everything she was looking for at the drug store. she wanted some lunch after that so i drove to the local Lee's and got her some chicken.

after lunch, i needed to get my laundry started, get the Yankees game on and write a blog for the day. trying to do 3 things at one time is a little ambitious for me, but i'd rather drive myself crazy than allow the world to do it.

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

the New York Yankees lost to Detroit last night, 3-1. they are currently tied with Tigers this afternoon.

Smackdown was really good last night. i love how things are going into WrestleMania this year.

Miz & Mrs. was hilarious last night.

205 Live was really good last night.

Deadliest Catch was good last night. the new season looks crazy once again.

The Jim Jefferies Show was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, the series finale of You're the Worst and What We Do in the Shadows. i'll watch NXT and NXT UK sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Ottawa. lose for Hughes boys.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after i take mom to her doctor's appointment south of town. always fun when you have to leave a hour early to get to an appointment on time.

hope everyone is doing well and the weather is nice where you are. i have clothes to go fold.

no estás enamorado de mí, solo el pensamiento de que podría tener dinero

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:

Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Ramones - Psycho Therapy
The Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl

"Hell is full of good meanings and wishings." - George Herbert

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

bring on the weekend

so, when the Yankees were cruising along last night, leading 7-0 at one point, i started thinking about different scenarios how they might actually take the division back from Boston. of course, the Mets made a late comeback to get it closer, but the Yankees still won 7-5. that's the first Subway Series sweep for the Yankees since 2003. they start a series tonight up in Boston. they are 4 games behind in the division.

they actually showed more on Big Brother last night than i was thinking they were going to. that means i really don't know what the fuck they are going to show tonight. Cody was evicted first last night. Elena was next out. i guess i'll figure out who is the new HOH sometime tonight.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Weekend Update last night was fucking hilarious. i warned my mother before she watched it... be prepared to piss your pants from laughing.

The Chris Gethard Show was wonderfully absurd last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE, Big Brother, NJPW, Real Time with Bill Maher, Treehouse Masters and Room 104.

i highly urge you to check out the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast. it's the LIVE SummerSlam preview. you can find it by going here: http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2017/8/18/mark-henry-dan-soder-skylar-astin-katie-linendoll-live-from-nyc

mom's eye appointment went well today. i think everything with her cataract surgeries is going to be covered by her insurance. and i think she's pretty confident about the surgery as well.

she then decided to go with me to the grocery store. this was the first time she's gone grocery shopping in damn near a year. she didn't hold me up too much, although she did buy some extra shit that i wouldn't get if i was there by myself.

i will be on here tomorrow sometime after Manchester United plays in the morning.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. and hopefully the world has a better weekend as well.

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:

Bush - Glycerine
James - Laid
Radiohead - Creep
Wolfmother - Woman

"The longer your life goes on, the more death you face." - Patrick Swayze

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

happy 4th of July

i don't know if i'm going to enjoy it or not, as it is raining here and is supposed to for most of the day. but, i hope all of the rest of you get to enjoy some fireworks, food, drink and whatever the fuck else makes a great 4th of July for you.

the New York Yankees salvaged the 3rd game of the series with San Diego by winning 6-3 yesterday. Mark Teixeira hit the 400th and 401st home runs of his career in the game. they play today in Chicago against the White Sox.

Ray Donovan was excellent last night. it's good to see Lisa Bonet back on television. that reminds me of many dirty dreams in my youth.

Roadies was really good last night.

Big Brother was pretty funny last night. i laughed really hard when the one side of the house figured out they were lied to. have any of you dumb fucks actually watched this show before?

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

nothing on the DVR tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

i figure i'll probably watch the hot dog eating contest at some point today as well.

i just saw that Kevin Durant is going to sign with Golden State. if you can't beat them, join them. hopefully everyone gives him the same amount of shit people gave LeBron for leaving Cleveland to go win in Miami.

Euro 2016 Update:
France beat Iceland yesterday 5-2. France started off on fire, something they hadn't done all tournament. they were up 4-0 at halftime. i'll give Iceland credit for at least making the second half watchable. they will go home and be heroes forever now. so the semifinals are set. Wales vs. Portugal and Germany vs. France. 2 games that should be very interesting.

it looks like my new chapbook is getting closer to completion. i can't wait to share the news with all of you. it's with a publisher i've always wanted to work with.

that's all for me kids. i hope you have a safe and great 4th of July.

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:

Howlin' Wolf - Little Red Rooster
Wolfmother - White Unicorn
Bob Dylan - Tangled Up In Blue

"Know yourself. Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful." - Ann Landers

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

a shower can't wash away everything

i was all fired up for the hockey game this afternoon. USA vs. Russia. winner goes to the gold medal game. i had "lucky" clothes on, was in a good frame of mind and the voice was at full force. these are the days where i'm sure my mother wishes she didn't work from home. the USA scored first and had another shot hit the post in the first period. sadly, that would be the last time they would come close to really having a chance to score. size and skill, which was basically 2/3 of the Russian team, will always beat skill. that's one of those unwritten laws of hockey. Russia scored twice in the second period and more or less, just choked off the game from there. Russia won 2-1. third fucking year in a row they have defeated us in the World Juniors. the USA will play Sweden tomorrow morning for the Bronze medal. i'll be interested to see if either team gives a shit, seeing that both teams lost to a rival the day before.

so after the game i took a long shower. i was hoping the hot water on my back and neck would feel good. sadly, it didn't. it's finally winter here and sure enough, my back is tighter than shit. i did find it funny that the news were making it sound like a blizzard was coming this morning during the morning commute. we didn't get anything here other than frost.

i went 8-8 on my NFL picks yesterday. that pretty much sums up my picks all damn year as i was 19 games worse than last season. in my eyes, that's a complete fucking failure even though i was 151-105 for the regular season.

i have two YouTube videos in my head that just need to be filmed now. one is pretty simple. the other i'm trying to pull off some shit that i have never tried before. i'm trying to make 2016 the year where i don't give a shit about failing. we'll see.

enjoy some music kids:

and now some of this and that:

i will be watching Monday Night Raw tonight and the season finale of Breaking Ground on WWE Network. i will also try to catch some college basketball tonight as well.

speaking of college basketball, i see that the Dayton Flyers are now number 25 in the AP Poll. it sucks as it always seems we end up losing as soon as we get ranked. hopefully that doesn't happen this Wednesday at home against UMass.

amazingly, the New Orleans Saints won yesterday 20-17. i was flipping between that and the heartbreak my mother had watching her Jets blow a chance at the playoffs. i know that made my sister happy, as she is a Steelers fan.

i will be on here tomorrow after the Bronze medal game. hopefully i will be in a good mood.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. i think it's starting to sink in that it is 2016 now. 17 more days until i turn 40. or how a bumper sticker says it, until life begins.

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:

Led Zeppelin - When The Levee Breaks
Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Deftones - Minerva

"Stand-up comedy and poverty. Those were my main two endeavors." - Dave Foley

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

out with the masses

so, i quickly realized last night that the sales wouldn't start until today, so mom and i didn't do any shopping last night. all that really meant was today was going to be one long ass day among the masses. and on top of that, it's my uncle's, my next door neighbor, 80th birthday today. so mom went and got him breakfast and i politely declined to partake in the festivities. after all that was over, we went to Menard's. holy shit, we got a ton of things. we needed some power tools and they had some black and decker shit on sale. plus, we needed some things to help this one tree. what we tried last time didn't do the trick. and we needed some new bird feeders and seed. and while we're here, might as well get some stupid shit as well. i got a black sheep holding a bird and two pink flamingos. now, i was smart as i didn't bring my pills to go out to lunch. that way we had no choice but to go back home. pure calculated evil by me. this way i was able to put up all the shit we got for the outside. plus, it allowed me to get a little sun in the yard and work my legs a bit. of course, after i worked up a sweat, mom wanted to go out to lunch and do some more shopping. i at least changed shirts. after lunch we went to an arts and crafts store. shit was way too expensive but i was able to find a few things i needed and 1 thing i just had to have. whenever you see a clock that is like a Salvador Dali clock and it actually works and is 50% off, that's an automatic get. after that store, mom decided she had enough and wanted to go home. of course, she decided that right at the height of rush hour. so, after some creative driving on my part, we got back home a little after 5. that was more or less 6 or 7 hours out with the masses today. i will have some poems to write. mostly about a stunning blonde in the arts and crafts store and 2 waitresses that looked like absolute jail bait today at lunch. good times.

a little music before i start my flashback:

2 poems today for Flashback Friday. first off, "my misery laughs". you can find this poem by going here: http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-misery-laughs.html

up next, "saving the world from a future ungrateful bastard". this poem is back from 2005. it all came from a conversation i had with Debbie Kirk. you can find the poem by going here:
http://www.myfavoritebullet.com/Campbell_SavingFromUngratefulBastard.html

and while we're on some poems, here's one i saw this afternoon that made me laugh, cry, etc.:

the New York Yankees tried to rally last night but came up short, losing 3-2. they are currently scoreless tonight. hopefully they can get back to winning.

the shows last night were pretty good. Big Brother went as i expected. Becky got evicted. when i saw the HOH competition was an athletic one, i figured Austin would win. he did. i have no clue if he will try to get Vanessa out now or not. if he does, i figure she will walk right back in with the latest twist that comes on Thursday.

Lip Sync Battle was fucking hilarious. that was a great way to have your season finale.

Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll was pretty good last night. Married really made me laugh.

and let's keep the laughs going:

tonight on the DVR will be NJPW and Treehouse Masters.

hopefully the new solar light i got will be working this evening. i have tried to turn the outside of this house into a sophisticated white trash utopia. i'm slowly getting there.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. this weekend will be a busy pro wrestling one for me. i will be on here tomorrow sometime after the Manchester United game and hopefully before the Yankees start the retirement ceremony tomorrow afternoon.

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:

Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Korn - Freak on a Leash
Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy
Daft Punk - One More Time
The Flaming Lips - Do You Realize??

"I'm proud of all our records. Even the crap ones." - Joe Strummer

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

in a constant dream/nightmare...

it seems like my old ass can't stay up past midnight anymore. if life truly begins at 40, then i guess at 39 i'm regressing back to the embryo. i'm chalking it up to the two victory beers. but, my tolerance hasn't got that soft, has it? i guess the birthday party i'm going to this weekend will truly let me know. it's been so long since i've been drunk in public. maybe i'll have to just let loose.

i heard from the muse last night. it's always good to hear her voice although i know any call out of the blue from her means chaos has taken place. this was no different. maybe one day she'll enjoy the quiet life with some crazy poet in Ohio that loves her.

i also heard from my friend in California this morning. she's doing much better it seems.

i start getting poems published left and right and people start contacting me. the world is a funny fucking place at times.

tonight is a bit of a clusterfuck for me. Lucha Underground and the New York Rangers game will be on at the same time. the Rangers starting goalie is out with headaches from the shot he took to the throat two games ago. i fear that he has a concussion. hopefully. he doesn't. i guess we'll see just how good the backup really is now. New York is playing Boston tonight. it will be a tough game.

as for Lucha Underground, i think this is going to be yet another good episode. as one friend put it on Google+ recently, it's a great time to be a wrestling fan.

for those that are interested, i'm doing much better dealing with my shoulder pain. i'm still sleeping in the damn chair, but at least i'm getting just as much sleep as i got in my bed. i do try to get in my bed a little each day. mostly to stretch and jerk off.

enjoy that visual.

there is supposedly some snow moving in here tonight and then it's going to get cold. some genius on the television today said that the teens were bitter cold. i laughed. the teens around here is called winter. get to -30 to -40 and then you have bitter cold. i'm becoming the bitter old man, i can feel it.

i'll be on here sometime tomorrow. 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:

Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash - Poor Man's Son
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man
Wolfmother - White Unicorn
Joe Cocker - When the Night Comes
Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine

"If they play dirty, then you play dirty." - Lawrence Taylor

back into the cold

it was damn near 60 degrees yesterday and i woke up this morning and it was around 32. welcome to December.

yesterday was pretty good for me, other than one of my fantasy football teams shitting the bed. plus, my fantasy hockey team came back to earth, so i made some changes on that. but, in real world type shit, it was a good day.

i got all the trash down to the end of the lane without completely destroying my back. plus, i wedged it all together good enough that the wind didn't blow any away.

the New Orleans Saints shocked the shit out of me and just about everyone else by going to Pittsburgh and beating the Steelers 35-32. they actually looked like the Saints team i was expecting to see this season. of course, the fucking Falcons won as well, so there is still a tie at the top of the sorry ass division. hopefully they can make a playoff run and continue to shock the world. and no, i didn't call my sister to rub it in that the Saints beat her team.

The Newsroom was excellent last night. only two more episodes left in the series.

i did get some sleep last night as i wanted to make sure i was up this morning when my mother had to leave to go to Columbus.

of course, she hasn't called, so i'm assuming she made it there. i figure if i don't hear from her by this evening, i'll have to start blowing up phones.

so, since i'm home alone until tomorrow night, today was a day of poetry and porn. just like the old days.

i sent out 19 poems today, 5 each to Nerve Cowboy and W.I.S.H. (Walking Is Still Honest) and 3 each to Pyrokinection, The Camel Saloon, and Dead Snakes. when i hear back from these places i'll pass along the verdicts.

tonight is my usual clusterfuck. the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Tampa. it's a very important game as the Rangers need to prove to themselves that they can beat this team. or at the very least, someone put the former captain through the fucking boards for a change. The Voice has the top 8 performing tonight. not sure how much i will watch as i will be watching Monday Night Raw. i'm interested to see how many CM Punk chants break out tonight. also, i'll be watching the Men in Blazers show on NBCSN. throw on top of all that the Monday Night Football game and you can see why i need the Elvis wall of televisions. at least i have been told that we will be getting a DVR when we move. so, at least part of me will be entering the 21st century.

at some point tonight i need to shower, so i'm guessing it will be one of my notorious 2 in the morning showers.

mom just called so at least i know she made it up there.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone had a great weekend. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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:

Big Data w/Joywave - Dangerous
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Wolfmother - Colossal
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble
Steve Earle - Colorado Girl

"I don't believe in the after life, although I am bringing a change of underwear." - Woody Allen

if anyone would like to get me something for the holidays, you can get me ANYTHING on my amazon.com wishlist.

just my luck

so i got to bed at my usual 2 AM or so last night. so, imagine my surprise when i'm wide awake and rushing to the toilet at 6:30 AM. 22 damn degrees outside and i'm rushing down the stairs hoping i won't have to clean shit off of the floor. i made it, but now, 4 some hours later, i've spent most of the morning on the toilet. i'm really hoping the pills i took start kicking in soon as i don't have any intention of missing the basketball game tonight. so, right now it's water and dry toast. good times.

the New York Rangers lost last night 4-3 in a shootout to a team that have no business losing to. i could tell early in the first period they were having the classic letdown game. they had a strong second period but pissed that away in the third. at least they got a point out of the game. they play tomorrow night in Pittsburgh. that should be a wild one.

The Big Bang Theory was really good last night.

i picked the NFL game right last night and my opponent's fantasy player didn't do much. that's hopefully a good sign for the games on Sunday.

i've got to go to the bank early this afternoon to make a deposit. i'm planning on doing that while i'm out getting the paper and mail. hopefully this sunshine we have right now continues. and hopefully the pills work so i don't have a whole new set of poems to have to write later tonight.

i'm hoping to get home from doing all that in time to watch the USA take on Colombia in a friendly over in London. that should be a great test for them. if they can actually win, i'll be pleasantly thrilled with the thought of them actually competing one day on the elite level of world soccer powers. as you might imagine, i don't think they have much of a chance.

i guess mom is planning to try to go to the basketball game tonight with me. that should be an interesting trip. the Dayton Flyers take on Alabama A&M tonight. hopefully they kick off this season with a win. i have no clue if this team will be as good as last year, but i do think they can make the NCAA Tournament once again. if they make it back to the Elite 8, i'll start to wonder if i'm actually dead and this is all a dream.

after we get home from that, i'm hoping to watch Sonic Highways on HBO. i believe the setting is in L.A. for this one.

i got some great music on NoiseTrade this morning. i was a little surprised to see that the band is from Toledo, Ohio. the link will be below for some great FREE music.

i'll probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. Ohio State plays at noon and i think my mother wants to try to drive again tomorrow. so, yeah, i'm going to be a wreck tomorrow. can't tell if the shits are from impending stress tomorrow or the stir fry from last night. but, i've gone enough that i'm starting to bleed. enjoy that visual as you start your weekend.

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.

music:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Nathan Roberts & The New Birds - Nathan Roberts & The New Birds
St. Vincent - Digital Witness
Wolfmother - Woman

"Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment." - Claude Monet

Halloween in a winter coat

i went to bed really late last night/this morning. i had to do the dishes, mostly because i wanted to make sure there was some hot water running in these old pipes. the joys of having an old house and you're having your first freeze warning of the season. when i got up, it was close to 40 degrees. sadly, that's probably the high temperature for today. good times. reminds me of my youth having to wear a winter coat over my Halloween costume. thank god those days are over.

my plan worked out again with the New Orleans Saints last night. i picked against them and they won again, on the road even. i'll gladly keep up that habit if it gets them back to the playoffs. they are first in the division once again. a very good 28-10 win on short rest.

i did watch a little bit of LeBron's return to Cleveland. he played tighter than a nervous virgin in an orgy. painful to watch. i doubt they will play that bad again this season. especially against a team that sucks like the Knicks.

The Big Bang Theory was pretty good last night. Billy Bob Thornton did a great job in his role. thankfully, i'm not that fucking awkward around women.

i got an email from Janne Karlsson this morning with an assignment that i'm going to try to get done sometime this weekend. it's always a good sign when he sends me some art and i immediately have some words come to me.

mom and i have a hockey game in Columbus tonight. the Blue Jackets are facing the Toronto Maple Leafs. i love getting to see teams from the Original 6. all i have left out of those teams are Montreal and Boston. i think we have tickets for the Boston game in Columbus... or maybe not. i got to see Detroit and Chicago play in Chicago years ago. and i have seen the Rangers a handful of times in my life. hopefully it is a good game tonight. the Blue Jackets have a ton of injuries, so i'm thinking it may be a glorified minor league team tonight. but, another chance for me to amaze my sister by knowing all the words to O Canada.

it is supposed to be snowing tonight after the game. i would prefer if that shit would wait until i get back home. not that i fear driving in the elements... it's the other assholes on the road i can't stand. plus, most of the drive will be in under construction zones on the highway. good times.

hopefully we get home at a decent time as i would like to catch the new episode of Sonic Highways tonight. Foo Fighters are quickly becoming one of my all-time bands.

i have no clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i'm guessing late morning/early afternoon as Ohio State plays tomorrow night. it's a pretty big sports weekend, most notably it is the Manchester Derby weekend. i'm slowly gearing myself up to be mentally spent by Sunday at noon.

hope everyone has a great Halloween. try not to be too big of a prick to the kids knocking on the door. and don't be the asshole that gives something other than candy.

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:

Arcade Fire - Wake Up
The Orwells - Let It Burn (Live)
Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky
Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Butthole Surfers - Pepper

"There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music." - John Keats

let the freak show begin...

i decided i better let myself cool down after my little adventure today. the way some of the assholes out there were driving, i thought the lord might be telling me NOW is the time to start running motherfuckers off of the road. but, i was in my mother's SUV, so that wasn't going to happen. now, if i was in my shitty truck, i might be in jail right now.

but, on the bright side of life, i made $41 selling some music off today. that means i can actually get a haircut before the weekend comes. plus, i might just have enough left over to have a beer at the hockey game.

i didn't watch much on television last night. some PBS, a little baseball, some of The Voice recap and that was about it.

tonight is the start of the NHL season. i'll be flipping between games until 10 pm. then, i'll be watching the new season of American Horror Story. it looks like it's going to be really fucking weird, so i'm guessing i'm really going to enjoy it.

my fantasy hockey lineup is in order. i'm going to be really interested to see how they start the season. i've got some kids on the team that haven't exactly proven themselves at the NHL level just yet. i'm hoping they get off to a good start as i don't want to spend the first month rebuilding my team like i needed to last season. plus, after 2 straight years of losing in the finals, i'm really hoping to get that shitty taste out of my mouth.

i'm holding my breath over a fantasy football injury scare today. when you hear you best WR was carted off the practice field this afternoon, you know it's not good. i do have options to replace him if he can't play this Sunday, but i'd rather not have to do that. fingers are crossed...

so it looks like my tomorrow will be a morning of laundry, a haircut in the afternoon, and the start of the New York Rangers season in the evening. i'll squeeze in a blog post in there somewhere. i'm guessing the morning as i'm waiting for my underwear to get clean.

enjoy that visual...

the cats didn't look pleased with me today when i fed them 2 hours later than i usually do. i was busy burning music. i gave them a little extra. i am pleased that the young ones have realized how important water is for them. of course, that probably means the little fuckers are going to make it through the winter.

for some reason, mom brought home Chinese food for lunch today. and guess what, there was so much, that is what i'm having for dinner as well. sesame chicken. i'll have to pair it with something. perhaps a strong beer...

there was a young girl in this area that committed suicide at school the other day. i have a good feeling i know what i'm going to be writing about in the coming days. so, here's my little warning to all the editors out there... get ready for some fucking DARK poetry.

that's all for me today. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your 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:

Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen
Florence + the Machine - Dog Days Are Over
The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
Wolfmother - Joker & The Thief
Paul Thorn - Bull Mountain Bridge

"If you cannot be a poet, be the poem." - David Carradine

and the sun came out, brighter than usual

let me quickly recap last night before i get to the plethora of things going on this evening.

the Yankees forgot their bats last night as they only had 4 damn hits. Andy pitched well, but had 2 mistakes and was handed a tough luck loss, 3-0. they are back home tonight. i'm not sure how much i will watch as they fall about 4th or 5th on the pecking order for the evening.

the New York Rangers can clinch a playoff spot tonight with a win in Carolina. hopefully Hank won't have to play on his head again to win there. or, they could just hope Winnipeg loses to Montreal tonight and back their way in. i'll take either.

the NFL Draft starts tonight. i'm mildly interested, mostly from a fantasy football standpoint. i'll be in and out of that for most of the night.

i believe the Big Bang Theory is new tonight. if that's the case, i'll be tuning in.

and finally, the fantasy hockey championship round i'm in is currently at 5-5. so, i'll be popping in and out of just about every hockey game going tonight.

do check out the poems i had published today at Zygote in My Coffee and The Camel Saloon. i really like both of them.

the poet of the day on my Google+ page is Ben John Smith. Ben is one crazy Australian who is an incredible writer. now, keep in mind, you pretty much have to be a fan of filth, sleaze, sex, drugs, horror, and death if you are really going to like his work. thankfully, i'm a fan of all those things. and another thing, the man sends some of the most interesting mail i have ever received from another poet. he's definitely one to not miss out on.

i had no clue my book was available on amazon.com until my mother just happened to mention it this morning. so, if you feel more comfortable purchasing it there, go right ahead. type in Sofisticated White Trash  in the amazon.com box on this blog and it will take you to the page. or, if you'd like to help a friend out, go to the podcast page at notsam.com  and use the amazon.com link from there. then you could get my book and help out Primetime Sam Roberts as well. 2 birds with one stone or a win win, whatever you feel more comfortable with.

until tomorrow, and hopefully i will have more good news to bring you.

music today:

Wolfmother - Wolfmother
Smashing Pumpkins - Siamese Dream
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - The Heist
Metallica - Beyond Magnetic

"I am a kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy." - J.D. Salinger