looks like a rainy weekend...

the rain started rolling in last night. thankfully, i had a few victory drinks to help me along the way.

it's pretty funny. i've been bitching and pleading for the New York Rangers to call up the kids all fucking season. now that the injuries have started piling up and the management is ready to blow it up, the kids are playing. and imagine that, the Rangers actually won last night. of course, their backup goalie got injured during the game, but that's par for the course now. the Rangers defeated Calgary 4-3 last night. i really thought the two kids on defense played really well for their first NHL game last night. hopefully that's a sign of things to come.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Real Time with Bill Maher was great last night.

High Maintenance was excellent last night. easily the best episode i think they have ever made.

Celebrity Big Brother was pretty good last night. i do love some chaos.

2 Dope Queens was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Eric Clapton: Life in 12 Bars and ROH.

the Dayton Flyers play this evening at VCU. i'd love to see Dayton sweep the season series but i highly doubt that will happen.

i'll probably be on here tomorrow sometime after Manchester United plays in the morning.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

y trata de mantener tu polla en tus pantalones

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:

Albert Collins - My Mind Is Trying to Leave Me
The Gap Band - You Dropped a Bomb on Me
Living Colour - Cult of Personality

"Accomplishments have no color." - Leontyne Price

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

the only goodbye he deserved

my poem "the only goodbye he deserved" has been published in Yellow Mama #66. you can find the poem by going here: http://blackpetalsks.tripod.com/yellowmama/id1798.html

my 3 poems at The Beatnik Cowboy

my poems "the taste of blood on christmas morning", "the new kitchen floor" and "a loaded shotgun" have been published at The Beatnik Cowboy. you can find the poems by going here:
https://beatnikcowboy.com/2018/02/10/j-j-campbell-4/

never fall asleep with Macy Gray's voice in your head

i was trying to get some writing done last night and i ended up spending 3 hours on one damn phrase that i seemingly couldn't build off of. a little sleep and sure enough, i wrote 5 damn poems this morning. i typed them up and think they are pretty good. those poems put me back on the pace i want for the month.

for some reason i got Macy Gray's version of "Creep" stuck in my damn head last night.

the grocery store was a fucking zoo today. between the elderly, the pissed off housewives and young males looking fucking lost, i think i was in the damn place for almost 2 hours. thank god i bought some liquor today.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty fucking funny last night.

Celebrity Big Brother was pretty good last night. i believe James will get evicted tonight. i think the show is live tonight, so that could get interesting.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, NJPW, Real Time with Bill Maher, Celebrity Big Brother, High Maintenance and 2 Dope Queens.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Calgary. the Rangers will have 2 kids playing on defense tonight, so i'm interested to see how they do. the coach said they are going to try to win every game that's left this season. and he said it with a straight face.

i will probably be on here sometime in the afternoon tomorrow. i believe we're supposed to have some weather rolling in over the weekend. maybe some snow. maybe some ice. regardless, i know my arthritis will be fucking with me.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

bebe hasta que puedas sonreir con facilidad

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:

Macy Gray - Creep
Tracy Chapman - Stand By Me (Live)
Willis Earl Beal - Don't You (Forget About Me)
Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee

"The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don't have any." - Alice Walker

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

response from Easy Street

i heard back from Cami at Easy Street on my poetry submission from last month. my poems "a dozen roses" and "you have all you need" have been accepted for publication. the latter she said was one of her absolute favorites of what i've sent her ever. the poems should appear in late February or early March.

the beautiful nightmares

if you happened to catch Jason Kelce and his wonderful rant today at the Eagles Super Bowl victory parade, you basically saw (minus the outfit) how passionate i am about sports.

the New York Rangers lost to Boston last night 6-1. i laughed after the game and said at least they are sticking to the plan. today, i saw the team sent out a letter to the fans basically saying we're blowing it up and rebuilding. that started today with putting Brendan Smith on waivers and calling up Neal Pionk, a 22 year old defenseman from Hartford. it's about fucking time. now, hopefully the fucking coach plays him.

the Dayton Flyers played much better defense last night and had their best shooting effort in school history in the second half while beating Duquesne 88-73. that was a welcome change from the last two games. now, hopefully they can play that well at VCU on Saturday. i won't be holding my breath.

today was the NBA trade deadline. i was shocked at how many moves Cleveland made. i'm not sure what Sacramento is doing, other than shedding some salary for next season. it should make the rest of the NBA season rather interesting.

NXT was really good last night.

The X-Files was excellent last night.

Celebrity Big Brother was pretty good last night. i think it's a pretty good mix of celebrities. plus, it's only for 3 weeks, so at least i can't bitch about the show going on too long.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Celebrity Big Brother and Lip Sync Battle.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. you can find that by going here:
http://notsam.com/wrestlingpodcast/2018/2/8/wrestling-podcast-172-renee-young

i will probably be on here tomorrow when i get back from the grocery store.

i'd like to get some more writing done tonight and then turn my sights to getting a book proposal going. i know i need to get that done in the next week or so or my lazy ass won't get it done at all.

that's all for me kids. i'm off to go dreaming about strange women and the beautiful nightmares.

una imaginación malvada es algo maravilloso

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:

Son Little - Your Love Will Blow Me Away When My Heart Aches
Leon Bridges - River
Charles Bradley - The World (Is Going Up in Flames)
Jimmy Ruffin - What Becomes of the Brokenhearted

"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." - James Dean

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

the muse walks right back in...

any longtime reader of this blog (my apologies) might remember that the last woman i fell in love with, i gave the moniker of 'the muse' to. yesterday was her birthday, so i decided to just send an email saying happy birthday, etc. etc. amazingly, and for the first time in probably 2 years, she responded to that email. that email exchange eventually evolved into a little chat last night via Google. and probably 10 minutes into that chat, she brought up some stupid shit i said in an argument we had over 2 years ago. i wonder how many times will i have to apologize for this? as you might imagine, i wrote 5 poems last night, most of which have the overall theme of never fall in love with a woman with a good memory. i typed the poems up this afternoon. they are good. those are my first poems of February. as for the muse, i doubt anything comes of our chat from yesterday. she likes to be way too secretive for my tastes. like if you tell me where you moved to i'm suddenly going to appear there. when the fuck do i travel? plus, she said she was dating, so hopefully that takes up most of her time. it would be even better if someone else stumbled into my life and became the new muse. that would solve a whole world of hurt.

Smackdown was pretty good last night.

205 Live was really good last night. the match between Roderick Strong and Hideo Itami was way better than i thought it was going to be.

Baskets was hilarious last night.

Hate Thy Neighbor was excellent last night. i do enjoy a show that points out while the children might be fuck ups, let's also look at their parents.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, The X-Files and Celebrity Big Brother. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the Dayton Flyers play tonight at home against Duquesne. i'm not going to the game.

the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Boston. considering how hot the Bruins have been, i doubt the Rangers have much of a chance.

we did get a few inches of snow overnight. the guy from across the street came over with his snowblower this morning and did the sidewalks and driveway. that saved mom some money. she's on the list with this local company to have her driveway and sidewalks done anytime there is more than 2 inches of snow. i would do it, but with my bad back and arthritis, that is a recipe for disaster.

i believe the Winter Olympics start late tonight. i'm not sure how much of the Winter Olympics i'm actually going to watch this year. with no NHL players playing hockey in the Olympics, i might just become a casual viewer if at all.

that's all for me kids.

estar seguro, palear y doblarse en la rodilla

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 - The Thrill Is Gone (Live)

Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)

Gary Clark Jr. - Our Love (Live)

Jimi Hendrix - Hear My Train A-Comin' (Live)

"There are only three things women need in life; food, water, and compliments." - Chris Rock

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

the wrong color to be called a terrorist

my poem "the wrong color to be called a terrorist" has been published at In Between Hangovers. you can find the poem by going here: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2018/02/07/the-wrong-color-to-be-called-a-terrorist-by-j-j-campbell/

arthritis wins again

probably around 10 last night, my arthritis started raging. i tried drinking. i tried the massage chair. i tried watching porn. none of it helped at all. i think i tossed and turned all night long. the last 10 hours or so have been a fresh slice of hell. joy.

i did take mom to the doctor yesterday. the doctor believes her cough is from post nasal drip. so we had to go to the drugstore to pick up some over the counter shit that should take care of that. more concerning for me was my mother's blood pressure. it was way elevated yesterday. she told the doctor that she takes it every morning on her little wrist monitor. the doctor told my mother those aren't accurate. so, that was another thing we had to get yesterday at the drugstore. and judging from what the new monitor said the first two times mom used it, i think when she goes back to the doctor in a month, they will be changing her blood pressure medication. good times.

i saw an interesting news piece on Vice News Tonight last night. it was about this black woman from America that has started a retreat for black women in Costa Rica. she made the comment that she believes white people, especially from America, shouldn't have passports as white people have already done enough damage to the world. i laughed and told my mother it's just my luck. i have wanted to live in Costa Rica for the last few years. my luck, i'd find this amazing black woman that i would want to spend the rest of my life with there, but she believes i'm an evil person and wants nothing to do with me because of the color of my skin. it's like my life in high school all over again.

Monday Night Raw was pretty good last night. i do love how they are getting Elias over and i do love a pissed off Seth Rollins.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Smackdown, Baskets and Hate Thy Neighbor. i'll watch 205 Live sometime tonight on WWE Network.

the New York Rangers lost last night 2-1 at Dallas. i am shocked at how bad the defense on this team truly is. if The King wouldn't have been sharp last night, they would have lost by 5 or 6 goals. the best thing this team could do is trade as many people as possible, tank the season, miss the playoffs and hope you can luck into the top draft choice. and getting a new coach wouldn't hurt either.

i've been exchanging emails with the last woman i fell in love with today. it went way better than i expected it to. so, as you can imagine, i'll be doing some writing here soon.

well, instead of listening to my mother cough up a lung in the next room, i think i'm going to go next door and do the trash.

that's all for me kids.

un día te darás cuenta de que Dios no te ama

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:

TV On The Radio - Will Do
Gil Scott-Heron - The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
Maxwell - Fortunate
Jackson 5 - Who's Lovin' You

"I don't believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit." - Bob Marley

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

lilywhite utopias

my poem "lilywhite utopias" has been published at Winedrunk Sidewalk. you can find the poem by going here: http://winedrunksidewalk.blogspot.com/2018/02/day-three-hundred-and-eighty-three.html

the joy of watching Tom Brady look sad...

i enjoyed the Super Bowl last night, mostly because the Patriots lost. there was hardly any defense in the game at all, which made it pretty entertaining for the most part. i enjoyed some of the commercials but i thought most of them missed the mark. as for the halftime show, i've never been a huge Justin Timberlake fan.

i had to do all the cooking yesterday as mom has got worse with her cold. i have to take her to the doctor later this afternoon. i'm squeezing this blog in now, just in case.

i actually got more than 6 hours of sleep last night. i guess my body finally got tired.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight. i'll be watching Monday Night Raw for most of the evening.

the New York Rangers play tonight at Dallas. i am fully expecting them to lose again tonight. i saw a report today that they have asked Rick Nash for the teams he won't accept a trade to. so, i hope that means the trades are about to begin. they really need to change the dynamic on this team, that's for sure. they have pissed away The King's best years and have only 1 Stanley Cup appearance to show for it. that's not good enough.

we did get a little more snow overnight. i think it was mixed in with some ice as well. thankfully, i only have to take a few steps before i am in my front yard. that makes it much easier to go down to get the paper and mail.

that's all for me kids. i have no damn clue when i'll be on here tomorrow. i get the feeling that i'll probably be running around getting shit for mom so she can beat this fucking cold she has.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. hopefully you made some money betting on the Super Bowl.

siempre es bueno cuando los arrogantes pierden

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:

Prince - I Would Die 4 U
Brian McKnight - Anytime
Jodeci - Forever My Lady

"Sometimes paranoia's just having all the facts." - William S. Burroughs

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

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.

response from Synchronized Chaos

i heard back from Cristina at Synchronized Chaos on my poetry submission from this morning. my poems "all the fucking stars aligned", "god had the chance to love me", "someone lost in the war", "the underside of the world" and "baptized" have been accepted for publication. they will appear on March 1st.

i hear there's a football game today...

before i get into bitching and complaining, a little poetry news...

i sent out 13 poems this morning. 3 to Raw Dog Press and 5 each to Street Poet Review and Synchronized Chaos. when i hear back from these places, i will pass along the verdicts.

the Dayton Flyers lost to UMass yesterday 86-82 in double overtime. Dayton had a chance to win in regulation, but the shot was just short. UMass got the benefit in the second overtime of a miracle shot that shouldn't have counted but since the A10 has a shitty television contract, none of the video feeds had the shot that showed the ball still in the player's hands when the clock was at zero. sadly, knowing Dayton, they would have still found a way to lose if the officials would have got the call right. last week the coach forgot to use a timeout. this week, the coach didn't bother to use any substitutions. from halftime to the first minute of the second overtime, the same 5 players played. this makes no fucking sense when UMass is basically down to a 2 man bench. i am stunned at the amount of basketball Anthony Grant seems to have forgotten. of course, he probably knows the school doesn't have the balls to admit their mistake and fire him after this season. this was one of those games that if this team was actually good, it would have left an awful taste in my mouth until the day i died.

the New York Rangers lost last night in Nashville 5-2. they lost two players to concussions on plays that somehow didn't result in penalties on Nashville. what truly pissed me off was the guy the Rangers just got off waivers is supposed to be an enforcer. so you would think he would have started a fight or looked to get some kind of revenge for his teammates. nope. instead the Rangers best young defenseman had to do it. of course, the enforcer last played for Nashville, how convenient. at least this team is now in last place in the division. let the trades start happening please.

i did watch a good portion of the NFL Honors last night. Drew Brees won for clutch player of the year and the New Orleans Saints had both the offensive and defensive rookies of the year.

Saturday Night Live was fucking hilarious last night. i have loved Natalie Portman since she was 13 years old.

Austin City Limits was very good last night.

ROH was excellent last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Divorce and Crashing.

i'll probably be watching the Super Bowl for most of the evening. i really don't give a shit who wins the game. at this point, i just hope the fucking commercials are good.

i know my mother wants to watch This Is Us after the game. she's obsessed with that show.

i think Jimmy Fallon is doing a live Tonight Show late tonight. i'll probably watch that.

we did get a little snow overnight. it's a wet and heavy snow. just enough to fuck with the satellite dish. i was able to get out and get the newspaper. so i have zero plans on going back outside today.

i hope everyone had a great Saturday. i hope your Sunday is even better.

haga sus apuestas

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:

Alicia Keys - Fallin'
Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings - I'm Still Here
Valerie June - The Front Door
Mary J. Blige - I'm Goin' Down
Etta James - At Last

"I would like to be remembered as a person who wanted to be free... so other people would also be free." - Rosa Parks

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

a decent way to start the weekend

Manchester United won this morning 2-0. it should have been more but the referee apparently was fucking blind in the first half. the goals came from Lukaku and Sanchez. i hope i'm typing that for years to come.

hopefully Dayton can win later this afternoon at UMass. i'm not counting on it though.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Treehouse Masters was very good last night.

NJPW last night was a replay of the match between Chris Jericho and Kenny Omega from Wrestle Kingdom 12.

Real Time with Bill Maher was a bit of a clusterfuck last night. of course, anytime you have a Trump sympathizer on, that's exactly what i expect.

High Maintenance was excellent last night.

2 Dope Queens was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live, Austin City Limits and ROH.

the New York Rangers play tonight at Nashville. i don't know how much of the game i will actually watch tonight. i doubt the Rangers have much of a chance.

i believe the NFL awards are tonight as well. i'm hoping the New Orleans Saints rookies win some of the awards. they deserve them, that's for sure.

i will be on here tomorrow long before the Super Bowl comes on. i believe we're supposed to get some snow tonight. oh joy.

i did manage to sleep in my bed last night. i think i only got about 4 hours or so. so, i guess i'm back to normal.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday. call if you need bail money.

abraza a los demonios que conoces

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:

Otis Redding - You Don't Miss Your Water
Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine
Solomon Burke - If You Need Me

"The thing that differentiates man from animals is money." - Gertrude Stein

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

dripping from the ceiling

my poem "dripping from the ceiling" has been published at Pyrokinection. you can find the poem by going here: http://www.pyrokinection.com/2018/02/a-poem-from-jj-campbell.html

of course that rodent saw his shadow...

before i get into the fucking zoo that was the grocery store today, a little poetry news to pass on...

i heard back from Shot Glass Journal on my poetry submission from back in September of 2017. they decided to pass on the poems. oh well. that gives me 5 more to choose from for my first submissions this month. i do have a couple places in mind. i wouldn't be shocked if the first batch goes out this weekend.

i do feel much better. i was actually able to sleep a couple hours in my own bed last night. i'm still taking the over the counter shit though. mom is now sick and i don't want her to get me sick again.

the New York Rangers lost last night 4-0 to Toronto. god, i really hope they blow this team up and get younger and have some draft picks for next season.

The Big Bang Theory was really good last night.

Young Sheldon was hilarious last night.

Will & Grace was fucking hilarious last night.

Life in Pieces was very good last night.

Lip Sync Battle was pretty good last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Treehouse Masters, NJPW, Real Time with Bill Maher, High Maintenance and 2 Dope Queens.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after Manchester United plays. hopefully, i will be in a good mood.

of course, if i'm not, the Dayton Flyers will have a chance to piss me off even more...

the grocery store was fucking packed today. i should have known, given there is a chance of snow over the weekend and the fucking Super Bowl is coming up on Sunday. i was amazed at how much chicken was already gone by the time i got there. thankfully, i did get plenty of food for mom and i for the Super Bowl. hopefully my white blood cells are feeling better. i did try to avoid most of the coughing motherfuckers in the store. i only coughed once the entire time i was there. considering i had a snot rocket over a foot long before i left the house, i was pleased that i only coughed once. hopefully i fully kick this damn cold this weekend.

that's all for me kids. i hope everyone has a great weekend.

¿Quién confía en una marmota para el maldito clima de todos modos?

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

peace and chicken grease...

music:

The Temptations - Papa Was a Rollin' Stone
Isaac Hayes - Theme From Shaft
Funkadelic - I Wanna Know If It's Good to You

"Mistakes are the portals of discovery." - James Joyce

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

a game of truth or dare

my poem "a game of truth or dare" has been published at Duane's PoeTree. you can find the poem by going here: http://duanespoetree.blogspot.com/2018/02/jj-campbell-writes.html

i have almost beat it

last night was the first night in over a week that i was able to sleep for more than 3 hours straight. i think i almost have this cold beat. if i could get one good night of sleep i might be able to defeat it. i think i have found the right mix of over the counter shit to kill this thing. of course, when i'm at the grocery store tomorrow around a bunch of coughing motherfuckers, i'll really know if i have beat this or not.

The X-Files was excellent last night. this season so far is so much better than the previous season.

the season finale of Total Divas was pretty good last night.

NXT was pretty good as well last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Will & Grace, The Big Bang Theory, Young Sheldon, Life in Pieces and Lip Sync Battle.

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Toronto. i'm sort of torn. i'm afraid if they actually start winning, management won't blow up the team like they should. either way, i would like a drink tonight.

i did listen to the latest Sam Roberts Wrestling Podcast today. you can find that by going here:
https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/not-sam/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast?refid=stpr

i guess winter is supposed to be back for the next few days. the fear mongers on tv are saying there will be some snow showers, wind, lows down to 11, etc. the next few days. i know something is coming. my arthritis has been fucking with me all day long.

that's all for me kids. if i do make it to the store tomorrow, i'll be on here when i get back home.

que la gracia de los demonios me libere

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:

D'Angelo - Brown Sugar
Howlin' Wolf - Three Hundred Pounds Of Joy
Marvin Gaye - Sexual Healing

"An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose." - Langston Hughes

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

my 5 poems at Synchronized Chaos

my poems "wading through the universe", "happy birthday", "many more of these moments", "the one-legged poet" and "warned by my white friends" have been published at Synchronized Chaos. you can find the poems by going here: http://synchchaos.com/poetry-from-j-j-campbell-15/