not the night i was hoping for

the New York Rangers played the worst game i have watched them play in probably 7 months or so last night. every chance they had to do something good they would fuck it up. they are the only fucking team i know that can turn a 5 on 3 power play into a goal for the other team. and they took way too many fucking penalties. the only good thing that came from last night? losing 6-2 finally ends that damn 1 goal game streak they were on. and getting humbled that way at home hopefully brings out the team that had the most road victories in the NHL this season when they play Game 3 down in Tampa. for some fucking reason, The King stinks in Game 2's.

the only thing that cheered me up last night was this:

talk about a holy shit moment. i have watched Kevin's career for like the past decade or so. i was so happy for him last night. and to know that he will be facing John Cena in 2 weeks... god i hope he beats the living hell out of Cena and takes the title. Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. the future of pro wrestling, Dean Ambrose, played a major role in the success of the show:

plus, the male soap opera part was played well once again:

Dolph has always been one lucky fucker. if him and Rusev feuds, that should be a great one. all in all, not a bad show.

sadly, since the hockey stunk last night, i watched most of Raw as it was happening. and i was so pissed by the Rangers game that i stayed up and made sure to watch The Voice last night before i went to bed.

i thought all the performances last night on The Voice were very good. but, ultimately, i think it will be this one that wins it all:

unless there is another shocker like last season, i think Sawyer has this one in the bag. the winner will be announced tonight.

on the DVR tonight will be Deadliest Catch.

David Letterman had another great show last night. it will be really fucking strange to not see him anymore on television:

tonight will be Bill Murray and Bob Dylan. the DVR will be recording.

here's some more from last night:

the New York Yankees play at Washington tonight. i'm not looking forward to it.

the NBA Draft Lottery is tonight. hopefully the Sacramento Kings can somehow slip into the top 3. i would love to see that happen. god knows, they are due for some good luck by now.

got some free music on iTunes today. i also picked up the new single from Slayer. much better than i thought it was going to be.

mom and i are going to go to the grocery store here in a little bit. we're at the point where the fridge is getting a little too empty. and hopefully my creative juices get flowing again. i need to really start cranking out the poems again.

while on that topic, i sent 6 poems out today to ZYX. when i hear back from Arnold on those, i'll pass on the verdict.

i'm still trying to get used to having neighbors again. i can't remember living in a neighborhood where everyone cut their fucking lawns like every 3 days. it's annoying as all hell. we also have 2 ducks that have been keeping in the shade underneath our tree in the front. they were in the back this morning when i was feeding the birds. i threw them some sunflower seeds. i figure better they get them than the damn squirrels. so, of course, it's still a fucking zoo here, just no cats or deer. so far.

that's all for me today. hope this finds everyone with a pulse.

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:

Alina Baraz & Galimatias - Can I
Saun & Starr - Look Closer (Can't You See the Signs?)
DMA's - Laced
Coal Chamber - I.O.U. Nothing
Slayer - When the Stillness Comes

"The future belongs to those who prepare for it today." - Malcolm X

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

trying to break through the clouds...

the skies have looked like it was going to rain buckets all day long. so far, that hasn't happened. but, i would prefer it just fucking rain already and move on. at this point of my life, arthritis = misery.

the ppv last night from the WWE was pretty good. i wished they went a different direction for a few of the outcomes, but other than that, i thought it was a good show. one moment that certainly got my juices going was this:

that was part of the main event. between that and the I Quit match, i think it was very good. the only other match that really caught my eye was this one:

i thought both Ryback and Bray Wyatt looked really good in this match.

i don't know how much of Monday Night Raw i'm going to watch tonight. given that the hockey game and the finals of The Voice will be on that the same time, there's a good chance it's going to end up on the DVR for tomorrow afternoon.

the Sunday night shows were great. Nurse Jackie was good. Happyish is quickly becoming one of my favorites. Penny Dreadful was a great and dark. it was a flashback episode that i'm sure is going to provide all the clues for the next shows. Silicon Valley was great. Veep was good. and finally, Last Week Tonight hit another home run:

the New York Yankees lost yesterday 6-0. thankfully, they are off today before they start a quick two game series in Washington on Tuesday.

the New York Rangers play Game 2 of the Eastern Conference Finals tonight. i'm hoping they can continue on the roll they are on. i'm expecting tonight's game to be tougher than Game 1.

i'm hoping the performances on The Voice tonight are amazing. i really would love to see Meghan win but i'm pretty damn sure that Sawyer is going to win it.

also on the DVR tonight will be the Late Show with David Letterman. tonight starts the final 3 shows so i figure i better record all of those and keep them for as long as i can.

i did a little poetry work this afternoon. i want to make sure i get some new poems to ZYX so i can also make sure Arnold has my new address.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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:

Kiss - War Machine
Powerman 5000 - Bombshell
Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc
Buffalo Killers - The Path Before Me
Kelly Sweet - In the Air Tonight

"A hunch is creativity trying to tell you something." - Frank Capra

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

my 6 poems in ZYX #70

my poems "playing hard to get", "a large bottle of lotion", "the music has a different ache", "preparing to surrender", "the vast nothingness" and "begging for another hit" have been published in ZYX #70.

others with work in the issue include: B.Z. Niditch, Simon Perchik, Alan Catlin, David Stone, Doug Draime, Sheryl L. Nelms, normal, John Grey and Nathan Whiting.

get the issue by sending a few $$$$ to:

ZYX
c/o Arnold Skemer, Editor
58-09 205th Street
Bayside, NY 11364

and then suddenly, i feel like i'm 80 years old

i noticed yesterday my left hand was killing me. ice didn't help at all. that is when i immediately thought of my grandmother and her gnarly hands she had. the joys of arthritis. and i can just imagine my luck seeing that i'm a writer and sort of need both hands to type shit up. of course, i can hunt and peck like a motherfucker. but having to sit forever to type shit isn't exactly good for someone with a history of blood clots. good times.

Manchester United more or less cemented themselves in 4th place for this season with the 1-1 draw with Arsenal today. that means they will have to go through a playoff in August to actually make the Champions League. and judging from today's game, it looks like it is going to be another busy summer with the obvious need for more and better players.

the New York Yankees got some great pitching from CC last night and the offense finally showed up. that ended a 4 game losing streak. they will hopefully win the series when they play again this afternoon:

the New York Rangers had a dominant first period yesterday. of course, they didn't score. the second period was more even right until the last few seconds:

that helped ease my mind greatly as Tampa's goalie has owned us over the years. Tampa ties in the game in the 3rd with a power play goal. that will be key in this series. the Rangers have to keep out of the box. fast forward to under 3 minutes left in the 3rd and what happens when you just get the puck on goal:

the Rangers held on from there for a 2-1 win. they go up 1-0 in the series. it also marks the first time they beat Tampa this season. and also the first time they have ever beaten Ben Bishop. that was a tasty victory beer after that one. enjoy some highlights:

Game 2 is Monday night. so much for watching The Voice finals live.

i will watch ROH from last night later this afternoon. i caught bits and pieces while watching Saturday Night Live last night. but since i will spend most of this evening watching pro wrestling, i might as well get in the mood early.

as for Saturday Night Live, i thought it was pretty damn funny. i love Louis C.K. and his willingness to talk about shit that makes people uncomfortable. go on YouTube and see what i'm talking about.

tonight i'll be watching WWE Payback on the WWE Network. i figure if i'm paying for the network, i might as well watch it. i don't have any high hopes for this one, so hopefully it's much better than i fear. that means on the DVR tonight will be Nurse Jackie, Happyish, Penny Dreadful, Silicon Valley, Veep, and Last Week Tonight. chances are i'll watch some of them after the wrestling goes off. if not, i'm going to have a busy Monday afternoon.

that's pretty much all for me today. these old bones are going to spend some time in the shower and maybe get a nap in before a long night in front of the television.

hope everyone is having a better weekend than i am.

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:

Morphine - You Look Like Rain
XTC - Dear God
The Dollyrots - Pour Tous Jours (Original Version)
Hot Water Music - Drag My Body
Annie Lennox - I Put A Spell On You
Lou Reed - Heroin (Live)

"I write most of my songs when I'm in a bad mood." - Trent Reznor

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

hopefully i put the final nail in the coffin

my poem "hopefully i put the final nail in the coffin" was published today at The Camel Saloon. this poem was accepted for publication the day my father died. you can find the poem by going here: http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2015/05/hopefully-i-put-final-nail-in-coffin.html

8 wins to go...

i love this time of year. wake up early in the morning, put on the "lucky" t-shirt, eat the same breakfast as the last game, etc, etc. the playoffs are great. they are much better when "your" team is winning. they are torture when you are superstitious. but, as i learned a long time ago, find the pleasure in the pain.

the New York Rangers start the Eastern Conference finals against the Tampa Bay Lightning this afternoon. i'd love to win game 1 for a number of reasons. the Rangers have never beaten Tampa's goalie. the Rangers didn't beat Tampa at all this regular season. a win would go a long way to removing any doubt they had that they can return to the Stanley Cup Final this season. the Rangers are the odds on favorite in Vegas to do it. hopefully this is yet another time where Vegas is right on the money.

it's sort of gloomy and rainy here today. just what these old bones needed.

the New York Yankees got their asses handed to them last night 12-1. and that was with their best pitcher on the mound. thank god i didn't watch much of the game. they try to end the losing streak tonight, weather permitting.

i did catch the latest episode of VICE last night on HBO. it amazes me at the amount of ignorance that exists in the world.

here's some late night laughs for you:

and since the pain i'm in reminds me how much i could use some drugs at the moment, i'll simply do the next best thing:

that's better

after the hockey game today, i'm probably going to watch the horse race. if i don't, that's because i am at the grocery store. i do know i will be watching the season finale of Saturday Night Live tonight. Louis C.K. is hosting and Rihanna is performing. that should be good. also tonight will be a new episode of ROH and an old episode of Austin City Limits with Bon Iver. those two will be on my DVR.

i'm going to guess that i will be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays Arsenal. and hopefully the boys will have me in a good mood.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday. 

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:

AC/DC - Rock 'N' Roll Train

The Orwells - Let It Burn (Live)

The Glitch Mob - Can't Kill Us

Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue

Volbeat - A Warrior's Call

"I try to live with the idea that karma is a very real thing. So I put out what I want to get back." - Megan Fox

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

let the storm clouds roll in...

i woke up this morning to the news that B.B. King had died. not exactly how i would like to start a Friday morning. blues music is one of the things that has allowed me to escape this world as much as anything on this fucking planet. so, as you might imagine, i've been listening to a ton of music today:

and since i was in such a great mood, i typed up the three poems i needed to this afternoon. i think they are pretty good and honest but i'm a little biased. i have no clue when i will send them out. maybe closer to Father's Day. i'm sure someone will be looking for dead dad poems around that time.

mom and i went over to the farm today for the first time since it was sold. there was still 8 cats that were there. they followed me around, just knowing i had some food for them. imagine their surprise when i didn't. they have to be eating something. of course, last time i was there there was 15 cats.

after that we had lunch at Waffle House. i only recommend this if you just happen to need a huge amount of grease in your belly at the moment.

the New York Yankees lost again last night, 6-1. i didn't bother to watch much of the game. after they got behind big early and had yet another injury to a pitcher, i decided i'd just watch basketball instead. the Yankees play tonight in Kansas City. not exactly the best place to try to end a losing streak.

thankfully, the shows last night were good. The Comedians was pretty funny. Louie was a fucking riot. and once again, Lip Sync Battle was way better than it should have been:

i watched all of Late Show with David Letterman last night. it was great:

try to not have that song stuck in your head for the rest of your life.

here's some more funny shit from last night:

as you might imagine, i didn't sleep much last night. plus, add in this damn weather and i'm pretty much just a cranky bastard at the moment.

i have no clue what i'm going to watch tonight. this might be the night to catch up on the DVR.

i'll probably be on here in the morning tomorrow. Saturday is going to be another busy one. between the NHL playoffs, horse racing, soccer and god knows what else... the morning will be the only time i won't be busier than nine cats covering up shit in a wind storm.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. only fuck the ones that cough.

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:

B.B. King - Live in Cook County Jail

"The blues was bleeding the same blood as me." - B.B. King (September 16, 1925 - May 14, 2015)

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

i'll probably die one day because of this

if you didn't watch Game 7 last night, you missed out on a great conclusion to one of the better playoff series in the last decade or so. here's a long winded recap of the game:
so The King started off strong:

then, of course, Ovechkin scored to give Washington a 1-0 lead. that would last until the second period when this happened:

and just so everyone knew this was a real hockey game:

the 1-1 score stayed the same for all of the 3rd period and the first 10 minutes of overtime. Washington had a ton of chances in those 10 minutes, but The King was standing on his head tonight. and then, ecstasy:

from the Canadian broadcast:

and then every New York Rangers fan, including this one, could be like this:

watch as Mr. Guarantee (Ovechkin) tries to get through the handshake line as fast as possible:

what a fucking win. the Rangers become the first NHL team EVER to come back from 3-1 deficits in the playoffs in consecutive years. that is also their 14th straight one goal game in the playoffs. also, first time the Rangers scored a Game 7 OT goal since 1994 (the last year they won the Stanley Cup). here's some more highlights from the game:

they will play Tampa in the Eastern Conference Finals starting on Saturday afternoon.

after that game, i broke out the hard shit. a couple ice cubes, some whiskey, some cola and laughing while watching Capitals players cry. i know that makes me an evil prick, but i'm not afraid of that label, so i might as well fucking enjoy it.

the New York Yankees started off strong again last night. got some more decent pitching, but once again, forgot that they have to score more than just in the first inning. 3-2 loss to Tampa. they will look to split the series tonight.

amazingly, i also caught NXT and Lucha Underground last night. both episodes were good. here's a couple of clips:

it's amazing at how much i enjoy both of these shows more than i do Monday Night Raw most weeks.

here's some late night laughs to clean your pallet:

as for tonight, i guess i'll watch some playoff basketball and then Lip Sync Battle, The Comedians, and Louie. plus, i believe Tom Waits is supposed to be on Letterman tonight, so i'll definitely be watching that. that might end up on the DVR as well.

i was home alone for most of the day but i was so damn spent from last night, i didn't do much of anything. i broke out the vacuum, fed the birds and repaired one of the solar lights. duct tape, my old friend. other than that, read the paper and watched porn. good times.

here's some more laughs for you:

not sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. i believe my sister is coming down tonight before she goes on vacation. not like i'm in the loop with what actually goes on with this family.

maybe tomorrow i'll type up some poems. that sounds like a plan.

hope this finds everyone in good spirits. unless you happen to live in Washington D.C., which had one of the worst sports nights last night in a long time. (they deserve it.)

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:

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here (Live)
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
Swedish House Mafia - Save The World (Knife Party Mix)
DJ Khaled w/T-Pain, Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross - All I Do Is Win
Saliva - Click Click Boom

"Good luck has its storms." - George Lucas

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

tonight's the night...

Game 7

any sports fan can tell you any great moment they can remember from a Game 7. but, a Game 7 at Madison Square Garden, means just a little more. so, tonight, my mind will be completely on this:

the dead dad poems came to me last night. i wrote 3 of them so far. i haven't typed them up. i want to wait to do that so i'm not typing or editing with any emotion involved. that will be tough given what's in the poems.

mom decided she wanted to go to the grocery store today. of course, she wasn't feeling well, so she wanted to go to the one in town. this place is about as dead as you can imagine a local grocery store to be on a Wednesday at 2 PM. i don't think i'll get any poems out of that trip. though, the woman in the next checkout lane that forgot her money may prove me wrong.

the New York Yankees got decent pitching last night but the offense pissed away too many chances in a 4-2 loss. they play again tonight down in that dump in Tampa.

The Voice went as i expected last night. as much as i like India, she should have been gone 3 weeks ago. out of the final 4, i'm rooting for Meghan but i do think Sawyer will win.

the season finale of Undateable was good. the show is just snarky enough that it truly makes me laugh.

i caught up on Deadliest Catch this morning. i can't believe that some of the boats actually fished during that typhoon. that's fucking nuts.

here's some late night laughs for you:

tonight on the DVR will be Lucha Underground. at some point i will flip over to the WWE Network to watch NXT.

the winner of Game 7 tonight plays Tampa. the Rangers didn't do good against Tampa this season and have never beaten their goalie. i'm doing my best to keep that shit out of my mind while i'm watching tonight. if the Rangers win, i'll be fucking pumped beyond belief. if they lose, this house will be like a damn morgue.

today's a good day for this:

not sure when i will be on here tomorrow. all depends on how high or low i get with tonight's game. plus, i'll probably be typing up some poems as well.

hope this finds everyone with a pulse.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, lover letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Joe Bonamassa - Different Shades of Blue
Laura Welsh - Break the Fall
Samo Sound Boy - Baby Don't Stop
Kendrick Lamar - King Kunta
The Midwestern Charm - Bloodbath

"Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die." - Joe Louis

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

these old bones still want to see the sunshine on the other side of the world

we had a cold front come through last night and i've been completely miserable ever since. but the world doesn't stop for my misery, so neither can i.

i sent out 3 poems today to Oddball Magazine. when i hear back from them i'll pass on the verdict.

sometimes when i wake up in the morning, my left leg doesn't want to work. i'm supposing it's all the damn scar tissue i have in it. let me tell ya, between blood clots, arthritis and a bad back, i don't know which fucking jewel i'd like to give someone else first. so, what i try to do on these morning is go out and feed the birds. that way, if i fall, maybe one of these nosey ass neighbors will see and come help. good times.

i've been diving into plenty of music the last couple of days. i'll be sure to include links below to the FREE music i got from iTunes and NoiseTrade.

the New York Yankees broke out the long ball last night to help CC get his first win in over a year. the 11-5 win gives them the most wins in the American League. hopefully they can keep it going.

The Voice last night was pretty good. i thought the performances were good but i only bought one of the songs:

i'm interested to see who gets voted off tonight. i really think it will come down to Meghan and Sawyer to win it all.

Men in Blazers was pretty funny last night.

Monday Night Raw had some really good moments and some not so good. here's what i did like:

i'll give it up to Cena for really making the younger guys look so good. it still would be nice to see him lose on television at some point, but i'll take the small details for now.

Cesaro is a guy that should be one of the biggest stars in the world. here's hoping that some of the new guys on the creative staff push that idea big time.

if they do this right, this has comedy gold written all over it.

and i truly hope this isn't the last time i see this guy in a ring:

all in all, it was a decent show to go into a ppv this Sunday. i did like the announcement that the Elimination Chamber was coming back as well.

here's a little late night laughs for you:

and a sad music break:

tonight on the DVR will be Deadliest Catch, The Voice and the season finale of Undateable. hopefully it will be as good as the live episode was last week.

that's really all for me today. i need to shower and get some writing done. now, which will come first?

hope this finds everyone with a dirty thought in their mind and a cool drink in their hand.

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: (*) = FREE on iTunes, (#) = FREE on NoiseTrade

Benjamin Booker - Wicked Waters*
William Fitzsimmons - Pittsburgh*
TORRES - Sprinter*
JeConte w/Anders Osborne - Down By the Bayou*
Cold Fronts - Hit Me*
Meghan Linsey - Tennessee Whiskey
Foy Vance - Dark Horse#
Carrie Rodriguez - Give Me All You Got Sampler#
Roadkill Ghost Choir - A Blow to the Head#

"Just cause you got the monkey off your back doesn't mean the circus has left town." - George Carlin

and here's your pro wrestling video of the day:

the two sweetest words in all of sports...

to say i was a little jacked up for the New York Rangers game last night would be a great understatement. i was completely fucking wired for the game. thankfully, 40 seconds in, this happens:

The King was once again, The King:

a little more first period magic:

eventually, the Rangers got the lead up to 4-1 (holy shit, Rick Nash scored!). i felt pretty confident they weren't going to be able to score 4 more goals on The King. of course, the Rangers are apparently only allowed to play 1 goal games, so Washington did score 2 more to make it 4-3. but, that was where the game stayed. there will be a Game 7 on Wednesday. the same date as the last two Game 7 victories for the Rangers. the Capitals have already guaranteed they are going to win the game. i guess they don't understand the Rangers record at home when facing elimination or what The King's record is in Game 7's. i can't wait for Wednesday to get here. here are some highlights from the game:

at least i know i'm not the only one who goes nuts during these games:

on top of that wonderful game, the New York Yankees got a masterful pitching performance from Michael Pineda yesterday. 16 strikeouts in just 7 innings. the best one though, no fucking walks. he's truly the ace now:

the Yankees won 6-2. they took 3 out of 4 against Baltimore. now, it's back down to that dump in Tampa.

after those two victory beers, i decided to catch up on the shows i missed. i mixed in a few hours of sleep as well before i finished up this morning. Nurse Jackie was really good. not sure how they are going to finish up this series just yet. Happyish was fucking brilliant. Silicon Valley was great once again. Veep was great also. Penny Dreadful was very dark and beautiful at the same time. one of the best shows EVER. and finally, Last Week Tonight once again was truly fucking brilliant:

tonight on the DVR will be the semi-finals of The Voice and Men in Blazers. i'll be flipping between the baseball game and Monday Night Raw for most of the night.

of course, we're under a tornado watch at the moment, so everything is subject to change.

i've got a few ideas for some new YouTube videos in my head. it truly all depends if the new solar lights we got work the way they are supposed to.  i also have a few poems swimming around up here as well.

i think mom and i are going to head over to the farm later today, weather permitting. mostly to see if the cats are still alive or have they all run away. i'm truly hoping i don't find any dead ones.

that's all for me today. hope everyone had a great weekend. hopefully all the mothers out there had a great Sunday. if not, let's just hope your children haven't had any children of their own.

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:

Empire of the Sun - Alive
The Firm - Satisfaction Guaranteed
U2 - All I Want Is You
Saliva - Ladies and Gentlemen
Cage the Elephant - Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

"I don't do drugs. I am drugs." - Salvador Dali

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

the mother of all days

first off, let me wish all the mothers in the world a happy mother's day. to my own mother, who hardly ever reads this blog, a very happy mother's day to you. i hope you enjoy what i got you. it can't be much, mostly because living poets don't make any money.

the rain is supposed to come this afternoon. my body certainly feels like it is going to come sooner. i made sure to get the bird feeders full before anything happens. here at the new house it's becoming a war against the squirrels. that should keep me occupied for awhile.

Manchester United won yesterday 2-1. unfortunately, there was a couple more injuries and the usual lazy start to the second half once again. but, i'll give them credit for getting a late winner. now, if Chelsea can beat Liverpool today, United is guaranteed to finish in the top 4. here are some highlights from the game:

the New York Yankees had their run of good pitching come to an end yesterday, losing 6-2. hopefully, they can win the series today as they play again this afternoon.

i was home alone most of yesterday. you'd think i would have done some writing or painting, catch up on shows, etc. no. i did catch up on some sleep and some porn. and i did find some great music on NoiseTrade. those links will be below in the music section.

ROH was excellent last night. i really enjoyed both matches.

Saturday Night Live was pretty funny last night. here's a digital exclusive:

tonight is going to be a crazy one for me. the New York Rangers are in yet another do or die Game 6. they MUST win to force a Game 7. so, most of my attention will be on that one tonight. that means on the DVR will be Veep, Silicon Valley, Last Week Tonight, Nurse Jackie, Happyish, and Penny Dreadful. if the hockey game doesn't go the way i want it to tonight, i'll probably watch all the shows trying to help me forget. if the Rangers win, i'll be way too fucking wired to watch anything. so, my Monday afternoon will be incredibly busy catching up on things.

i hope everyone enjoys the day. be good to your mothers. at the very least, fucking call.

hope everyone is enjoying their weekend.

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:

Nordik Fire - Var
Nordik Fire - Trua
Lonesome House - Stories
CLAWS - Feel It All

"I've only been in love with a beer bottle and a mirror." - Sid Vicious

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

still alive

the beauty of being a passionate sports fan is that on some special nights, you get to be a fucking fool. last night was one of those nights.

the New York Rangers were in a do or die situation. they had to win. so, when Washington scored in the 3rd period to go up 1-0, that certain feeling of doom was in the air. thankfully, the boys decided they weren't finished:

that sent the game to overtime. the Rangers had won 8 straight elimination games at MSG. let's make it 9:

yet another one goal game for the Rangers. but, they are still alive. game 6 will be on Sunday night in Washington. here are some highlights:

the victory beers were sweet after that one. it also helped that the New York Yankees held on to win last night 5-4. they have found a recipe that works but is fool's gold. get an early lead and let the excellent bullpen finish the game out. they are working that excellent bullpen to death. hopefully they can get another win this afternoon.

here's a little late night music:

after i get in a little breakfast, it will be time to watch Manchester United take on Crystal Palace. United desperately needs to win this game if they want to finish in the top 4.

other than the Yankees game this afternoon, i'm sure there will be some playoff basketball i'll watch. on top of that, i know Saturday Night Live is new tonight as is ROH.

i did catch the latest episode of VICE last night. easily, the best news program on television.

here's another song to send you on your way. go enjoy the weekend:

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:

Daft Punk - One More Time

Rival Sons - Electric Man

Charlie Mars - Hell Yeah

Love and Rockets - So Alive

Traffic - Dear Mr. Fantasy

"Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them." - Charles Simic

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

finally, the weekend, a cold front and a glass of lemonade

it's in the upper 80's as i'm writing this. for all you dumb fucks that don't believe in global warming, why do we only have two seasons anymore? hot and cold. when it's in the 80's before noon, truly, fucking ridiculous.

i woke up this morning with an upset stomach. perfect for this kind of weather. after 3 shits before 10 in the morning, i decided today would be a good day to clean the toilets.

found out the other auction at the farm will be June 3rd. so, hopefully i make a little money on my shit out there (truck, basketball hoop, etc.).

the New York Yankees got some more good pitching and just enough offense last night to win 4-3. A-Rod hit his 661st home run of his career, passing Willie Mays. hopefully they can get another winning streak going tonight.

The Big Bang Theory was great last night. i always enjoy a good cliffhanger.

Louie was obviously a episode written while stoned. it was amazingly fucked up. The Comedians was pretty dark as well.

once again, Lip Sync Battle was way better than it should have been:

that show is twisted and such a nice release of all the week's bullshit.

here's some other funny shit from last night:

and now, a musical break:

my sister is down here tonight to work some event in downtown Dayton. i think she's coming back here afterwards. tonight is truly do or die for the New York Rangers. they have backed themselves into a corner now, being down 3-1. that's really where all my attention will be tonight.

i suppose i will be on here tomorrow after Manchester United (hopefully) ends their losing streak.

i'm off to go take a shower and maybe start my laundry once the sun finally goes down.

hope everyone has a great weekend. it's supposed to rain here i believe. i guess that's one way to keep these fuckers from mowing their grass nearly every fucking day.

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
Soul Coughing - Super Bon Bon
Kiss - War Machine
Empire of the Sun - Alive
DJ Shadow - Midnight In A Perfect World

"Find your place on the planet. Dig in, and take responsibility from there." - Gary Snyder

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

the more things change...

mom decided she didn't want to go to the farm auction last night. i think she was scared that the stepsons that haven't had anything to do with her for a decade or so now were going to show up and start trouble. that made me laugh. i wonder why i always think the negative first when it comes to any situation. when the auction guy came to the new house after the auction, he gave mom the news. come my mother's 62nd birthday, she will more or less be debt free. i won't give the amount of the final bid, but let's just say the farm sold for a very good price. the only thing the buyer asked was what we were going to do with the cats. i told the guy that i wasn't going to feed them anymore. sort of sad, considering there was 2 new kittens yesterday when i fed them. so, if anyone in the area wants some cats, feel free to contact me and i'll point you in the right direction. i guess we're going to do a small auction at the farm for the lawn tractor, my truck, the old jukebox, pinball machine, etc, etc. i'll be thrilled if i can get anything for that truck. thankfully, there's a more than likely chance i'll end up with a vehicle at least made in this century. good times.

that was just about where the good news for me ended yesterday.

the New York Rangers lost 2-1 to fall behind 3-1 in their series with Washington. that makes 11 straight 1 goal games in the playoffs. truly fucking ridiculous. they are now in the same situation they were in last season. i highly doubt anyone's mother is going to die this season, so they are going to have to find some other motivation. it's truly pointless because they have forgot one of the basic principles of playoff hockey. will always beats skill. the Rangers simply aren't willing to pay the price right now. and if that doesn't change rather quickly, this will be 1992 all over again.

the New York Yankees lost 5-1 last night to a pitcher that hadn't beat them in 11 years. one of those nights i guess. they are back at home tonight to start a series with Baltimore.

thankfully, the pro wrestling was great last night.

NXT is truly one of the best wrestling shows around. it's worth getting the WWE Network just for it alone. here's some highlights from last night:

Lucha Underground was excellent last night. and i finally found the place to get my Lucha Underground shirt as well. here's the highlights from last night:

i think the bone spurs in my right ankle are now creeping into my heel. truly fucking wonderful.

at least the A/C is helping me sleep a little better at night.

i wrote a poem yesterday. just a quick one that i typed up today. not sure when i will send it out.

talked to a guy that works at the post office today. i guess our mail forwarding request finally got worked through the system yesterday. so, hopefully all the mail will start ending up at the new house.

here's a little laughter break from last night:

and now a music break as i go take a piss:

come on, you know you enjoyed that visual.

mom and i are going to the grocery store once she gets done with her calls for the day. i told her we probably should go today since my sister is coming down tomorrow night. we don't really have much in the house at the moment.

tonight i'll be watching the season finale of The Big Bang Theory, The Comedians, Louie, and Lip Sync Battle. hopefully, it will be a night of laughs.

i hope everyone is doing good. the weather is still way too warm for this time of year. of course, if i could tan and weighed 100 lbs. less, i'd love this fucking weather. i don't even get that lucky in my dreams. oh well, until we meet again...

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:

Jamey Johnson - In Color
Smashing Pumpkins - Rhinoceros
Drenge - We Can Do What We Want
Marilyn Manson - The Dope Show
Hayes Carll - Drunken Poet's Dream

"Shadows cannot see themselves in the mirror of the sun." - Evita Peron

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

and now another lifetime comes to an end

tonight is the farm auction. i lived out there since 1997. i had so many good times out there, living with no neighbor within sight. but, that all comes to an end tonight. i'm hoping the auction goes well and hits a nice big number. at least enough so mom can pay off a few things and get debt free or as fucking close to debt free as possible.

today is another hot and muggy one here. so, i caught up on most of the television i missed over the last couple of days.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night. i have no clue how anyone could work in that type of storm.

i finally watched the David Letterman special from the other night. that certainly brought back some memories.

i was a little disappointed in The Voice last night. i do believe that India has the best voice on the show. but, she is clearly not the best performer. to see her get saved yet again last night over Kimberly was disappointing. but, the semi-finals are now upon us.

Undateable was fucking awesome last night. you could tell it was live and everyone really enjoyed it. i'll be keeping that one on the DVR for some time.

on the DVR tonight will be Lucha Underground. i'm hoping the auction is over in time for me to catch NXT tonight on the WWE Network.

also tonight the Yankees will be going for the series win after their 6-3 win last night. Michael Pineda is clearly turning into the ace of the staff.

and the New York Rangers have a must win Game 4 tonight in Washington. i don't like their chances if they fall down 3-1 in the series.

here's something to either make you laugh or reach for some lotion, choice is yours:

got some FREE music on NoiseTrade last night that is really good. i'll provide the links below.

the WWE special on ESPN last night was really good. i hope they do more stuff like that in the future as it certainly does expose many of the hidden gems the company has. and hopefully it forces them to get them up to Raw and Smackdown sooner rather than later.

that's all for me today. i'm heading over to the farm to go feed the cats (probably for the final time) and meet with the guy running the auction. mom certainly wants to know what's going on with all the other stuff out there (lawn tractor, my truck, furniture, etc.).

hope this finds everyone with a cool drink in their hands.

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
Rissi Palmer - Sweet Sweet Lovin' (The Back Porch Mix)
Glass Animals - Gooey
Portugal. The Man - Purple, Yellow, Red and Blue
Tracy Chapman - Give Me One Reason

"Time spent with cats is never wasted." - Sigmund Freud

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

and now he's nothing but a ghost

i had a hard time falling asleep last night, which i was prepared for. i took a shower late and did everything i could to get my body at ease. when i woke up at 8 in the morning, i guess the trick worked. of course, it was only 3 hours of sleep, but 3 more than i thought i was going to get. i wasn't exactly sure what to expect today. but, i figure it's not everyday you get to see your father in a casket, so i might as well wear a shirt with a collar. i met a couple of his step-children. i saw his oldest sister for the first time in 25 years. at 10 AM sharp, we took the drive deep into the VA facility for the service. when i was asked to be a pallbearer i was a little stunned, but i agreed figuring this would help this feel real to me. after that was over, the service began. my father was in the Air Force, so they had to do the whole flag and taps ceremony. both of those always get me to cry. those tears lasted right until they handed the flag to his wife's daughter. not that i'm the oldest next of kin or anything. then there were some prayers and then the reverend from the church my father went to spoke. i'm not sure who the fuck he was talking about when he spoke about a kind and generous man that loved church. as i told my sister when the service ended, i'm still thinking about that kind and generous man having his hands around my neck trying to kill me.

since my sister and i weren't given the opportunity to speak at the service, my sister wanted to pass on what she was going to say. it doesn't have all the colorful language that i was going to use, but the sentiment is the right one:

The man I have heard described today and for the last 2 weeks is not the man my brother nor I had the luxury of knowing. I will never get answers to the many questions I have. In order to close the chapter and move on from today I have to take from this, that my father's inability to ever say 'i love u' or 'i'm proud of u' to my brother or i and his 19 year absence from my life is proof that humans are capable of changing. I take solace that he didn't die alone and unloved and as awful as the treatment that my brother and I received, that treatment was probably part of his transformation into a human being capable of giving love to those that loved him.

that was much kinder than i would have been. as for anything i would have said, i'm sure that will come out in the forms of poems over the next few years.

i did find out today that my father retired from the post office in 2009. i suppose he had no choice when he got the diagnosis of dementia. that means he worked at the post office for 37 years. no wonder he died at 68. i suppose the next shoe to drop will be the reading of the will. that will probably get really fucking interesting, especially if the fucker was dumb enough to not list me or my sister in it.

i didn't go to the church afterwards to listen to more bullshit. i ended up going out to lunch with my mother, sister and two of her friends. after a few drinks and some food, it was back to being just another fucking day in my life.

time for a quick musical break and hopefully a few laughs:

the New York Yankees lost last night 3-1. to be honest, i didn't watch any of the game.

the New York Rangers lost 1-0 last night to fall behind in the series 2-1. sadly, i watched more of that game than i should have. fucking frustrating beyond belief. and of course i will probably miss some of Game 4 because of the farm auction.

Gotham was fucking brilliant. that was an amazing first season. i can't wait for the next one.

Monday Night Raw was actually really good last night. it figures, since there was so much else on last night. here's a few of the highlights:

and the image that will make me smile for weeks to come:

to be honest i didn't watch much of The Voice last night and didn't vote at all. so i have no clue who is getting voted off tonight. regardless, i'm pretty sure that Sawyer will end up winning this season.

the Kurt Cobain documentary on HBO last night was brilliant. so many memories that brought back. and considering that was right around the time my parent's got divorced... you could say that moments of that last night were truly a mind fuck.

i didn't get to watch any of the David Letterman special from last night. but, i do have it on the DVR so i will hopefully watch it sometime this week.

as for tv tonight, the Yankees play up in Toronto again. there's a WWE special on ESPN that i will have on the DVR. after i watch The Voice, i believe Undateable is live tonight. so, that should make for some interesting viewing. and at some point i will fit in Deadliest Catch. other than that, i think i'm just going to try to stay cool. the weather is a bit balmy today.

that's all for me today. i hope everyone enjoyed their Cinco de Mayo. hopefully the drinks didn't get the better of you.

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:

Johnny Cash - Bitter Tears: Ballads of The American Indian
Hippo Campus - Suicide Saturday (* FREE on iTunes)
Superheaven - I've Been Bored (* FREE on iTunes)
The Iguanas - Mexican Candy
Shinedown - Sound of Madness
Nirvana - Where Did You Sleep Last Night? (Live)

"Religion is the impotence of the human mind to deal with occurrences it cannot understand." - Karl Marx

and now your pro wrestling video of the day:

say goodbye to spring

nothing quite like a nice hot, humid day in early May. and since we usually resist using the AC for as long as possible, the house is nice and funky today. i guess i need to find the time to squeeze in a shower today.

i got two more emails from my aunt's today. it's becoming painfully obvious that my father told his family that my mother, sister and i wanted to never hear from them again. truth be told, my father told my mother that if we contacted his family ever again, he was going to kill her. talk about not being able to handle rejection. thank god that didn't pass on to me.

tonight is the absolute worst night for everything to be on television, given that i have a funeral to be at at 10 AM. if i'm wearing sunglasses in the rain tomorrow, everyone will understand why.

more on tonight's clusterfuck later.

the New York Yankees got their first sweep in Boston since 2006 with a 8-5 win last night. that was a sweet victory beer. they play against Toronto tonight.

the Sunday night shows were excellent. Nurse Jackie was great. Happyish is so fucking weird that it's quickly becoming a favorite of mine. the writing is great. Penny Dreadful was creepy and fucking brilliant. i love that that show is back. Veep was hilarious. Silicon Valley was great. and lastly, Last Week Tonight hit it out of the park again:

the clusterfuck tonight is massive. all of this is just about on at the same time. i think my DVR may blow up tonight. the Yankees, Game 3 between the New York Rangers and Washington, the NBA playoffs, the Gotham season finale, The Voice, Monday Night Raw, and to top everything off, that Kurt Cobain documentary is on HBO tonight. oh, and i nearly forgot the special that will be on CBS about David Letterman. how in the fuck am i going to watch all this?

thankfully both of my packages from Amazon.com came today before the rain. that allowed me to get mom's Mother's Day gifts all squared away for Sunday, or whenever my sister decides we're going to celebrate it.

my arthritis has been flaring for most of the day, so i know the rain is coming. good times.

i'll be on here sometime tomorrow afternoon unless i decide to just drink myself to oblivion after the funeral service. it will be Cinco de Mayo after all. and i have a whole book in my head of horror stories of my days with tequila. you tasty devil you.

that's all for my creative ass today. i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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:

Sturgill Simpson - Metamodern Sounds in Country Music
Alabama Shakes - Sound & Color
Velvet Underground - Live Vol. 2

"I have been enlightened. I have fallen into poetry and it has swallowed me up." - Keith Haring

and your pro wrestling video of the day:

my 3 poems at Dead Snakes

my poems "letting go of the hate", "alyssa milano" and "a taste of heaven" have been published at Dead Snakes. you can find the poems by going here:
http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2015/05/jj-campbell-three-poems.html

enjoying the sun

so i saw my father's obituary in the paper today. i was actually shocked that i was listed as his son. of course, i did get a chuckle with the errors in it. now i really believe that he told his new family what he wanted them to believe and we were left with the truth. i went online to see it and saw two pictures of him one of my aunt's posted. that's the first time i saw him since 1995. pretty much looked the same as i remembered him. i suppose i'm happy that he found a second wife and from everything i've heard, enjoyed his second life. but, i can truly say i'm much happier knowing that he is dead. seeing the obit today lifted a fucking cloud, that's for sure. the funeral is Tuesday at 10 am. i told my mother it was sort of fitting my father would be buried on Cinco de Mayo. kind of a tip of the hat to his former drunken self. that brought back the memory of him passed out on the bathroom floor at the house from getting way too drunk. i think i was like 5 at the time. can't imagine why i started drinking at 6.

i got an email from another one of my aunt's yesterday as well. not exactly defending my father, but sort of in a way. i was pretty proud of my response. i didn't use any dirty words once. lord knows, i wanted to. the link to this blog has been given to all of my dad's family by now. that also means they should all have my new address. so, there really isn't any excuse for ignoring me and my sister now.

my sister and i are going to the funeral. i think mom might go as the designated driver since there is going to be some drinking afterwards. probably in a bar. we are Irish after all.

yesterday was one of the craziest sports days i can ever remember. it started off for me with Manchester United pissing the living shit out of me once again. losing 1-0 to West Brom. how the fuck can you have nearly 80% of the possession for the entire game and never score? oh, that's right, RVP missed a penalty kick that he rarely ever misses. just another one of those days. that makes 3 of just another one of those days in a row. not good.

the New York Yankees won yesterday 4-2. they go for the sweep tonight up in Boston.

the New York Rangers got off to a great start yesterday:

and The King was being The King again:

which made all Rangers fans like this:

here's the highlights from the 4-2 win:

the horse i picked to win The Kentucky Derby finished 3rd. that's actually better than what i normally do.

Game 7 between the Spurs and Clippers was fucking awesome. any playoff game that comes down to a final shot goes well beyond any hype before the game. and Chris Paul did exactly what i've watched him do for years now:

even more amazing considered he strained his hamstring in the first half.

ROH was great yesterday. and Saturday Night Live was pretty damn good as well:

now, a music break:

i really haven't watched any television so far today (SHOCKER). i took mom to Menard's to pay a bill and 90 minutes later we leave with $100 worth of shit for the birds and the house. then, we had to go over to the farm and get the rest of the shit that needed to be put in the trash or taken to be shredded. now that that's finally over, time for some tv.

tonight will be a full night for me. on top of the Yankees game on ESPN, there's some playoff hockey going on. on Showtime, there's Nurse Jackie, Happyish, and one of my favorite shows ever comes back tonight, Penny Dreadful. over on HBO, it will be Veep, Silicon Valley, and Last Week Tonight. given the nice sunburn i got today, i think it's the perfect night to just lay in bed with the fan on and relax.

not really sure when i'll be on here tomorrow. Monday night is shaping up to be another classic clusterfuck for me. more on that tomorrow.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

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:

Alabama Shakes - You Ain't Alone (Live)
Dead Sara - Something Good
Sturgill Simpson - Turtles All the Way Down
JJ Grey & Mofro - This River
Tinsley Ellis - Kiss of Death

"A son can bear with equanimity the loss of his father, but the loss of his inheritance may drive him to despair." - Niccolo Machiavelli

and your pro wrestling video of the day: