Podience... long time, no lagoon! I am back with a multi-front attack-- bombarding the corruptive property of technology and virtually forcing the world to see everything about thee; I audibly shoot everything on sight and harbor no prisoners in this selfish, shallow, superficial digital stage we are all asked, demanded, coerced to play on. Today, we discuss the value of quitting and its inherent, intrinsic opposition to staying the fstars course. But, let me ask, would you stay the course aboard the luxury liner: Titanic? Would you? I have selected, punctiliously, a cluster of quotes to further enhance my sound wisdom; I remind you of my workplace labors: scurrying atop sweltering summer roofs and my life-or-death struggle which beget life/death realizations. Unwind, with me, the treachery and lethargy of the demoralizing daily fstars grind. You have a friend in me, and you can trust me as I volunteered and imparted to you, I once drank my own pee! Stick around, Podience. For your next White-Collar, Black Belt boiling-brew, it will me the voice of I and another sly guy... Wam Bam motherfuc**** Kam. Hold onto your posteriors, Podience. 

-Falsetto

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.