puff puff pass

 happy 4/20 to everyone. in a perfect world, i would be too stoned to even write this damn thing. i don't live in a perfect world.

so, let me start back where this blog ended yesterday. Manchester United lost to Liverpool yesterday 4-0. honestly, if Liverpool would have put in more of an effort, they would have won by 10 goals. it is fucking embarrassing as fuck how far United has fallen behind these days. it is going to take a complete tear down and rebuild to even come close to making the changes needed at the club. and to be honest, if the owners don't change, none of this shit will change.

the Yankees won last night over Detroit, 4-2. thank god the Yankees have a good bullpen. Gerrit Cole shit the bed last night. couldn't make it out of the second fucking inning. fuck me. hopefully, they will win again tonight.

the New York Rangers defeated Winnipeg last night, 3-0. holy shit, that is 3 shutouts in a row for the team. i'm starting to get that feeling there is a special run coming in the playoffs.

NXT was really good last night.

Young Rock was good last night.

Name That Tune was really good last night.

Deadliest Catch was awesome last night.

both episodes of Mayans last night were fucking great.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW Dynamite, the season finale of Snowfall, The Masked Singer and Cypress Hill: Insane in The Brain.

here are your highlights from last night in the NBA playoffs:

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

i am going to try to get the blog done in the morning tomorrow. mom has a physical therapy appointment in the afternoon. 

if i get my shit in gear tonight, i'll have some poetry news to share.

i hope everyone enjoys a strong toke tonight. and i mean everyone.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

legalizar la marihuana ahora

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:

Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High

Luniz - I Got 5 On It

G. Love & Special Sauce - Who's Got The Weed

Ray Charles - Let's Go Get Stoned (Live)

Jack Johnson - Willie Got Me Stoned (Live)

Old Crow Medicine Show - Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Live)

Muddy Waters - Champagne & Reefer (Live)

"I prefer a real villain to a false hero." - Killer Mike 

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

an early start to the day

 i got a little better sleep last night. of course, that meant i was running behind this morning. i did get mom to her doctor's appointment on time. they want her to have a new MRI done on her back. they believe since the last injection didn't work, they might have to make the next one stronger. the new MRI, whenever the insurance approves it, will show how much stronger they should go. she also could be eligible to have a device installed in her that will work to rewrite some of the pain that gets sent on the spinal cord. this part excites me because it is very much like right out of a science fiction novel. knowing my mother, she'll have no interest in that. after we got done there, we drove out to her bank. she had a check to deposit. her eyes were bothering her the whole time. i'm guessing she is going blind. after that, we drove back home, picking up lunch at McDonalds along the way.

Monday Night Raw was good last night but could have been much better.

Better Things was excellent last night. next week is the series finale.

American Song Contest was good last night.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Young Rock, Name That Tune, Deadliest Catch and two episodes of Mayans.

Manchester United plays in a little bit at Liverpool. no CR7 today as his young son died yesterday. i really feel for him and the mother of the child. i'm hoping for the best today for United, but i know it will take a miracle to get even a point out of today's game.

the New York Yankees play tonight at Detroit. 

the New York Rangers play tonight at home against Winnipeg. 

i know at some point tonight i am going to get the trash picked up and get it out and down to the curb.

here are your NBA playoffs highlights from last night:

i should be on here tomorrow after i get all the grocery shopping done.

i know at some point in the next day or so i need to go to the bank and i need to get my laundry done.

that's all for me kids.

i'm going to go ice my back and hope that United doesn't get killed today.

until tomorrow...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

mi cuerpo ha visto días mejores

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:

Andrew Sheppard - Steady Machine

Monsoon - Don't Move

strongboi - Fool Around

Rell Be Free - $FreeMunny

Plato III - Give 'Em Hell

"Sometimes life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging." - Dar Williams

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

so of course it snowed...

 April 18th and it fucking snowed. of course. it is supposed to snow some more tonight. but don't worry, it will be in the 70's by Wednesday. and people think i'm crazy when i say there is a conspiracy between mother nature and the medical industry to keep all of us fucking sick all the time.

Easter went well for the most part here. i'm not sure why my sister thought it would be good to make lemon pepper chicken, red potatoes and asparagus in the smallest fucking pan she could find. the baseball cards my mother got me were pretty good. i did get some decent rookie cards in the hanger box. all in all, other than the obvious fucking tension between my mother and sister, i thought the day went well.

the Yankees pissed away a wonderful start from Nestor Cortes yesterday. he struck out 12 and only walked 1 in 5 innings yesterday. of course, the offense didn't do shit as usual, and the Yankees lost 5-0. thankfully, the Yankees are off tonight. they start a series in Detroit tomorrow.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the season finale of Power Book IV: Force was excellent last night.

the season finale of Shining Vale was hilarious last night.

Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.

the season finale of Game Theory with Bomani Jones was really good last night.

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs yesterday:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw, Better Things and American Song Contest.

mom's physical therapy appointment went well today. i wrote 2 poems while that was going on. i typed those up when we got back home. i think i just about have enough poems to get another batch of submissions out in the next day or two.

i did listen to episode 391 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can hear that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/the-good-brothers-notsam-wrestling-391-202450631

i should be on here tomorrow before Manchester United plays at Liverpool tomorrow. mom has a doctor's appointment in the morning. then, i think i have to take her to the bank to deposit a check and get some money out. if all goes well, i'll be home in time to write a blog before United plays. if not, i'll write it after the match.

i hope everyone had a great weekend.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

a la mierda la nieve

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:

Cowboy Junkies - Powderfinger

Ryan Bingham - Bluebird

My Best Fiend - On the Shores of the Infinite

Tom Waits - Jersey Girl

Chris Stapleton - Cold

"Anything for a quiet life." - Thomas Middleton

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

try not to have too much candy...

 i know for some of you today is a very religious day. for the rest of us, enjoy the candy.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

Manchester United won yesterday against Norwich, 3-2. United pissed away a 2 goal lead but thankfully, CR7 saved the day once again. he got his hat trick on a free kick which proved to be the winning goal. add in some timely losses from Tottenham and Arsenal, United is now just 3 points out of 4th place.

the New York Rangers won against Detroit yesterday, 4-0. they are once again tied with Carolina for the division lead.

the New York Yankees won last night at Baltimore, 5-2. hopefully, they will win the series today.

AEW Battle of the Belts 2 was pretty good last night.

Saturday Night Live was hilarious last night.

enjoy some music"

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be the season finale of Power Book IV: Force, the season finale of Shining Vale, Last Week Tonight and Game Theory with Bomani Jones.

here are your NBA highlights from the playoffs yesterday:

i did get my order from Wish.com yesterday. 10 autographed or numbered or relic baseball cards. i didn't have any of the cards i got, so i was happy.

mom just got me a 2022 Topps Series 1 hanger box for Easter. i can't wait to open that up.

i should be on here tomorrow after i get back from taking mom to her physical therapy appointment.

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

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

dejé de ir a la iglesia hace años

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:

Gregg Allman - Will the Circle Be Unbroken (Live)

JJ Grey and Mofro - The Sun Is Shining Down

John Prine - Jesus the Missing Years (Live)

Tyler Childers - Bottles and Bibles (Live)

Hayes Carll - She Left Me For Jesus

"My computer is littered with abandoned projects." - Nick Hornby

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

that must be the gin talking (latest SoundCloud recording)

 my poem "that must be the gin talking" is my latest SoundCloud recording. you can listen to the poem by going here:

https://soundcloud.com/j-j-campbell/that-must-be-the-gin-talking

of course it would be raining...

 just as i have learned a few positions that i can actually get a good couple of hours of sleep with the pinched nerves in my neck, it had to be fucking raining. these are the days where you can lean into the pain, do all the fucking mind tricks you can think of, and it still won't fucking matter. joy.

DIRECTV fucked up our baseball package last night. every blue moon or so, it will say we don't have the package even though we have made payments for it for the last 15 years or so. mom was in a mood last night, so she called customer service. eventually, on the second call, the problem got fixed. in hindsight, maybe i should of just let it go.

the Yankees lost last night to Baltimore, 2-1, in 11 innings. the same shit from last season is showing up this season. the inability to get a fucking hit when it matters. this is still an all or nothing team, and more times than not, especially against teams they should destroy, nothing is all they fucking get.

WWE Smackdown and NXT Level Up were both pretty good last night.

AEW Rampage was good last night.

Bill Maher #Adulting was pretty funny last night.

A Black Lady Sketch Show was fucking hilarious last night.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Saturday Night Live and AEW Battle of the Belts 2.

Manchester United plays this morning at home against Norwich. if United loses today, i can just imagine the boos coming from Old Trafford. they will be heard around the world.

the New York Rangers play this afternoon at home against Detroit.

the NBA playoffs start tonight.

and i should get my order from Wish.com today as well.

and i might just put out another SoundCloud recording this afternoon.

i hope everyone has a great Saturday.

thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poems:

https://synchchaos.com/poetry-from-j-j-campbell-58/

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

mierda pasa

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:

Dax - Dear Alcohol

William S. Burroughs & Bill Laswell - Words of Advice for Young People

Mala Suerte - Habla Mierda de Mi

Graveyard Club - Nowhere

Guided by Voices - Alex Bell / Focus On The Flock

"A poem gives me a chance to have an encounter with a feeling, with an experience, with a wish, with an idea." - Tracy K. Smith

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

my 5 poems at Synchronized Chaos...

 my poems "i try not to think", "supposedly still winter", "yellow and blue for freedom", "like her life depended on it" and "if we are alive" have been published at Synchronized Chaos. you can read the poems by going here:

https://synchchaos.com/poetry-from-j-j-campbell-58/

here comes the pain again...

 part of feeling much older than you really are in my beliefs is never getting your expectations up. i guess i learned as a child to always prepare for the worst. and then preparation became this mindset where i expected nothing but the bad. so, i never knew how to handle the good, if the good ever would happen. now, it has happened a few times in my life. and as much as i want to think i handle success well, i know i haven't had near the amount of success that i really crave. and that brings me back to expectations. this is why i am a huge supporter of drugs. all of us need to get out of our fucking heads at times. and i know i'm at the stage of life where i really need to get out of my head. i mean third eye so open every ray of the sun fills whatever room i'm in. so yeah, i was hoping that was going to be what today was going to be about. but it wasn't. so, hopefully, tomorrow.

i did go to the bank today and deposit the check mom gave me. i then went to Big Lots and found some football, basketball and 1 pack of baseball cards. i got 5 packs of cards for around $26. there was over $80 worth of cards in them. that made me happy.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the Yankees won last night over Toronto, 3-0. they start a series tonight in Baltimore.

Young Sheldon was very good last night.

United States of Al was pretty funny last night.

How We Roll was good last night.

Vice News Tonight had two great shows this week.

Atlanta was fucking amazing last night.

NJPW was good last night.

Desus & Mero was fucking hilarious last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Smackdown, AEW Rampage, Bill Maher: #Adulting and A Black Lady Sketch Show. i'll watch NXT Level Up sometime tonight on Peacock.

it is supposed to rain tonight. i guess that explains why the grass got cut today.

i am going to try to be on here in the morning tomorrow before Manchester United plays.

my sister should be down here by tomorrow afternoon.

i hope everyone had a Good Friday.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

disfruta de los dulces

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 Black Crowes - Good Friday

Magnus Ferrell - Held You So

Taylor Rae - Never Gonna Do

Crows - Garden Of England

Sonic Youth - Live in Kyiv, Ukraine 1989

"Set me a task in which I can put something of my very self, and it is a task no longer; it is joy; it is art." - Bliss Carman

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

growing impatient in an incompetent world...

 i wanted to have this blog done before now. thankfully, the Yankees are in a rain delay right now, so i've got a little more time than i thought i did.

mom once again fell asleep in her physical therapy today. they were working on getting the rocks back in where they should be in her ears. so, her session went about 30 minutes longer than it was supposed to, which threw a couple of screws into the rest of my day. what she doesn't understand is i'm not angry with her over this; i still believe i can overcome anything. the time limits i put on shit are arbitrary as it is. what i can't stand is the little things, the details of life. a slow driver, a grandma that can't make a sharp turn, a stupid motherfucker that pulls out into traffic without looking, etc. etc. part of it is my stubbornness for sure and part of it is i simply expect too much from humanity. 

so i wrote 2 poems today. i typed those up and the two i wrote yesterday. i like all of them. i need to get a few more written and i think i'm going to try to get another round of submissions out this month.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

the Yankees lost last night to Toronto, 6-4. i should say they lost to Vladimir Guerrero Jr. he hit 3 home runs last night. oh well. if they do play tonight, the Yankees will be trying to get the split in the series.

the New York Rangers defeated Philadelphia last night, 4-0. 

AEW Dynamite was excellent last night.

Snowfall was great last night. i can't wait for the season finale next week.

The Masked Singer was crazy last night, as usual.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, Young Sheldon, United States of Al, How We Roll, NJPW, Atlanta and Desus & Mero. i watched NXT UK this afternoon on Peacock. it was really good.

i'm not a very religious person anymore. just had two fucks knock on the door from some church not in the area. they are lucky mom answered the door instead of me.

so yeah, i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow. i do have one of my favorite songs in mind for Good Friday.

that's all for me kids. i need to ice my back down and go figure out dinner. of course, i had lunch less than 3 hours ago, so this should be interesting.

until then...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

odio a la gente estúpida

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:

Deana Carter - Strawberry Wine

Mondo Cozmo - Electrify My Love

Francis of Delirium - The Funhouse

GA-20 - Jolene

PM Warson - (Don't) Hold Me Down

"I want more out of life than I've gotten." - Loretta Lynn

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

busier than 9 cats covering up shit in a windstorm...

 so, today was crazy. the rain started sooner than the "experts" said it would. so, my drive to the dealership was a bit painful. but, i did make it on time. thankfully, all the check engine light was was a loose hose. and since it was related to why i had the Highlander in there last month, there was no charge. well hot damn. by this time, the rain was really coming down. i drove back home as i was hoping the trash would be picked up and the mail would be delivered. well, at least the mail was here. i then went and did the local grocery shopping. got my pills at Rite Aid and some baseball cards. there was about $10 worth of cards in the box. i took that shit home and by then, the trash had been picked up. so i got the trash can back into the garage. i'm also in charge of my neighbor's trash cans. they are in their 90's, so i don't mind taking the empties back up for them. then i went to Kroger and between all the shit my sister wants for the Easter dinner she's cooking here and me thinking about shit for mom to eat and actually get some decent protein and low sodium out of it, i was thrilled to keep it all under $200. mom's back has been killing her today. so, i had to put the groceries away. i have no problem doing that. i just want to make sure mom knows what is here so she actually eats it instead of forgetting i ever bought it in the first place. her memory is basically shot anymore. somedays i feel like i am taking care of someone that may say she is 68, but is probably closer to 86 at times.

i still have 2 poems to type up that i wrote at the car dealership. i'll get that done before i go to bed sometime tonight.

the New York Yankees won last night over Toronto, 4-0. hopefully, they do that again tonight.

the New York Rangers lost last night to Carolina, 4-2. oh well. at least Chris Kreider did score his 50th goal of the season. he's only the 4th Rangers player to ever do it. the boys play tonight in Philadelphia. hopefully, they whip the Flyers asses.

NXT was really good last night.

Young Rock was excellent last night.

Name That Tune was good last night. damn Kim Fields is still fine as fuck.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight, AEW Dynamite, Snowfall and The Masked Singer.

i'm really fucking hoping the thunderstorms that are supposed to come through tonight at least wait until i get the shows recorded.

i should be on here tomorrow after mom has her physical therapy in the afternoon. if i really have my shit together, i might get the blog done in the morning.

who the fuck knows.

that's all for me kids. i need ice on my back pronto and i need to figure out what the fuck is for dinner.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war. 

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

abrazar el caos

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:

Tod Weidner - Nothin' But Time

Kevin Devine - How Can I Help You?

Robin Mordecai - Caroline

Chaka Gettz - Incinerate for KG

Ruler of Program - Lose It

"I think childhood is, generally speaking, a preparation for disappointment." - Seamus Heaney

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

response from Synchronized Chaos

 i heard back from Cristina at Synchronized Chaos on my recent poetry submission. my poems "i try not to think", "supposedly still winter", "yellow and blue for freedom", "like her life depended on it" and "if we are alive" have been accepted for publication.

the universe hates me...

 so, i got in a really good nap this afternoon. get enough ice on the back and i'm out with a snap of the fingers. mom and i decided to get our absentee ballots done today. when i went to put the stamps on the envelopes, that was when i realized we only had 1 stamp let. well shit, time to make a trip to the post office. so, i pull up there and park on the street behind another SUV. that driver was coming out of the post office and sure enough, it was the cousin that molested me as a child. that is always the subtle reminder that no matter what good i do in the world, how nice i am to other people, how giving of my time i am, none of it fucking matters as the universe will always hate me.

i guess Kroger can't get the 2% eyedrops that mom needs in anymore. so, i get to take the 5% ones back, i have no clue when, and get the money back for them. i guess mom found the 2% ones on Amazon.com. of course, i guess that is where all of us will be getting our pills soon.

the Yankees lost last night, 3-0, to Toronto. hard to win when you only get 4 hits. hopefully, they will do better tonight.

American Song Contest was pretty good last night.

Better Things was excellent last night.

Monday Night Raw was good last night.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be NXT, Young Rock and Name That Tune.

the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Carolina. since Carolina is 2 points ahead of them in the standings, tonight might as well be a playoff game.

the USWNT plays again tonight against Uzbekistan. 

i have a full day of shit tomorrow. i have to have the Highlander to the dealership by 9:30 in the morning. i'm hoping the check engine light is nothing major. if all goes well, i will then have all the grocery shopping to do. and i will probably have to get gas at some point tomorrow. and try to do all of this while dealing with thunderstorms all day long. joy.

thanks to everyone for checking out my latest published poem:

https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2022/04/12/j-j-campbell-64/

i need to get the trash picked up and figure out what is for dinner.

rest in peace to one of the funnies motherfuckers ever, Gilbert Gottfried.

until tomorrow kids...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

el universo me odia

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:

Allen Stone - A Bit Of Both

The Crystal Method w/Koda & VAAAL - Watch Me Now

The Glitch Mob w/Swan - Between Two Points

M83 - Midnight City

Nane - Pink Jag

https://www.austin360.com/story/entertainment/music/2022/04/11/daniel-sahad-nane-band-austin-music/7278690001/

"There is no off position on the genius switch." - David Letterman

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

such luxuries

 my poem "such luxuries" has been published at Horror Sleaze Trash. you can read the poem by going here:

https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2022/04/12/j-j-campbell-64/

response from Horror Sleaze Trash

 i heard back from AG at Horror Sleaze Trash on my recent poetry submission. my poems "never a prize at the end" and "such luxuries" have been accepted for publication.

poetry update

 i just sent out 10 poems; 5 each to Synchronized Chaos and Horror Sleaze Trash. when i hear back from them, i will pass along the verdicts.

a day from hell

 add in some rain, stupid fucking people, some cunt trying to scam me on PayPal, and a trip to the Kroger pharmacy that i will have to make again tomorrow... what a day from fucking hell this has been.

the rain started right about the time i had to take mom to her physical therapy appointment. my arthritis was raging on the highway. that's always fun. i wrote 3 poems while i was there. i typed those up a little bit ago. i really like them. mom fell asleep while she was in her appointment. i figure she is getting closer to death as she spends nearly all her days and nights in bed now. we went to McDonald's for her frozen coke but the line was too long for her patience. i had got a notice while i was in the waiting room at the physical therapy place that someone sent me an invoice on PayPal. i checked that out when i got home. someone said i bought a gun in February. that made me laugh. thankfully, i was able to cancel the invoice. as i told my sister, if it would have been for a better gun, i might have pressed for the weapon. i had to then make a trip to the post office since there was a piece of mail in our mailbox for someone in a town roughly 20 miles from here. after i dropped that off, i went to Kroger. mom was supposed to get two bottles of pills and the eyedrops she gets that are over the counter. the guy gets everything, rings it up, i pay, and away i go. i get home, mom opens it up and starts to laugh. the pills were right. the eyedrops were the 5% kind. she gets the 2% kind. FUCK ME. so, i guess tomorrow i get to take that shit back to Kroger and hopefully get the right one. i'm in so much pain and so fucking frustrated, this is the type of day where i would feel completely justified to take out a few thousand people and just thin the fucking herd. of course, i'll never get to do that, but what a lovely thought...

the Yankees lost last night to Boston, 4-3. they left a small village on base, so i wasn't surprised they lost. they start a series tonight with Toronto. unless the Yankees pitch really good in this series, they will have to hit to even have a fucking chance against the Blue Jays.

the season finale of Billions last night was excellent. i can't wait for the next season of the show.

the season finale of Super Pumped: The Battle for UBER was good last night.

Power Book IV: Force was really good last night. season finale is next week.

Shining Vale was hilarious last night. that season finale is next week as well.

Last Week Tonight was BRILLIANT as usual.

Game Theory with Bomani Jones was fucking great last night.

here are your 3 videos for this day of National Poetry Month:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Monday Night Raw, American Song Contest and Better Things.

i did listen to episode 390 of Notsam Wrestling this morning. you can find that by going here:

https://www.stitcher.com/show/sam-roberts-wrestling-podcast/episode/what-makes-a-good-wrestling-match-notsam-wrestling-390-202238090

hats off to Obi Toppin for setting his new career high yesterday in the Knicks final game of the season.

i hope everyone had a great weekend. 

i have no damn clue when i will be on tomorrow. 

until then...

fight the power.

fuck racism.

fuck hatred.

fuck war.

fuck the police.

black lives matter.

stay healthy.

wash your fucking hands.

stay socially distant.

get the fucking shot.

Estoy cansado de estar frustrado

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:

Mondo Cozmo - Shine

Hello Mary - Sink In

Taty - It's Not A Problem

Ladyfang - Sidewalk

Michael Franti & Spearhead - You Will Always Hear My Echo

"The future is always beginning now." - Mark Strand

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