When profundity escapes my mouth I necessarily give honor and credit to the person or people elevating and resonating me.  This isn't false humility.  I know I'm smart and am attempting to travel a path of enlightenment, but all alone I am nothing but this single, biased nervous system.

Oliver brings out things I didn't know I could access.  I couldn't...until we sat with an intention, mutual respect, and a bottle of Crown Royal Northern Harvest Rye.

Enjoy

-G

This is my Halloween masterpiece.

Mine, and Jason's, and Jennifer's, and all of the people who have persevered, "It's a Small World," and understand PRECISELY what that means.

I give this to you.  Free of charge.

Please share liberally.

Comment.

Go to iTunes and rate us 5 stars.

I give you, "Urethral Stricture."

This is the final Del Bosco conversation.

That you are are reading this, listening to that, right here, right now, means you are the product of survivors and are 100% successful with survival.

That's a big deal, cosmically.  Congratulations.

But, when you're just trying to tread water in the deep end of the pool it's extremely difficult to see the big picture.

Spend some time with us, let's tread together.

Guess who’s back? Back again.

Guess who’s back? Tell a friend.

Del Bosco is back.

Here I will reveal only snippets and themes across the span of these 30 minutes:

Humans as a planetary virus.

Optimism as a species defense mechanism.

There is no other species that destroys itself. Is there?

I have never felt “less than” in the eyes of any social, political, economic, or media system.

Eric Andre.

Sam Smith.

Gerra and Pixie got Friday the Thirteenthed.

And…

You made light, Unicorn.

Please join us for a conversation spanning all that seemed important at the time.  Still does.  Which is why I'm sharing it with you.

-G&G Muzak Factory

What started as an intro became a half-hour soul search.

If you know me and you have the time, I would appreciate it if you listened to this.

It’s just me.

But it’s for you.

I promise. It’s specifically for you.

And if you need or want me to be even more specific after you’ve listened, just call my name and I’ll be there.

I love you.

Today, there be curveballs.

Thursday release? Yes, I got things over the weekend.

And looking at the podcast...it's over an hour?  WHAT?!

Indeed.  Now that we're all caught up with the iTunes and the Wordpress and the Libsyn and the Driven2Drink funding (...more like defunding.  I kid. [...I don't kid...]...) I can, for the most part, release the podcasts just about how I want them to be.

Which is somewhere in the vicinity of an hour.

Today, D2Dreeps, there be layers.

Every aspect of today's podcast has been deliberately chosen and placed.

Perhaps you give a poop emoji.

Perhaps you have no additional poop emojis to give.  I've run out of them at least every day this month.  But lo and behold there are always additional poop emojis in the recesses of my Abby Normal brain.

In either case, the podcast is quite purposeful today, particularly as you prepare for next week's show, the poop emoji storm.

You may have noticed there was no D2D post this past week.

Actually, if feedback is any indicator, you didn’t notice.

In fact, I’d put money on you, just then, thinking, “Oh yeah.  There wasn’t a post this week.”

And if the stats programs attached to this are accurate and valid, countably few people even care.

But hey, here we are so who am I to worry about states.

Fuck 'em, right?

Right.

I remember the 1st time I placed a pair of Rx glasses on my face.

I was about 10 years old, and had needed glasses for some time.  With the prompting of a decent and observant educator, my Mom took me to Sears optical. (“Sears’s,” as my grandmother used to call it.  We Pittsburghers tend to make possessive any store name, as if there is an actual Giant Eagle at the helm of the grocery store, or a dude named K-Mart at the ready when one cannot find whatever cheap shit needs to be found.)