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Oh Vegas, you sassy Lassy.
If I had to transfer all the money I could get my hands on over to your ridiculously filled coffers via disastrous double downs and felted points never realized just to obtain the piece of information Sin City graciously provided me, well... I don't know that I wouldn't do it all over again.
This time what happened in Vegas does not necessarily stay in Vegas. And please mom, take a pass on this one.
If I know dad, you've got Nuggets game tape to review anyhow. in preparation for tomorrow's game 5.
KudBno.1nose
Imagining the worst possible life one might endure seems a few lanes over from truly loving oneself. So, why do we appear to have a fascination with the worst of the worst? Is that a part of the human experience by choice or by design? Well, don't be thinkin' any lofty thoughts about any answers to questions like those being contained in this here initiative... nope, not even a little bit. This isn't to insinuate you shouldn't be thinkin' lofty thoughts and all...
Just don't think them about these here recordings.
We do not need nor want the pressure.
Carry on now...
Loving your own life.
KudBno.1nose
Episode 13 of 53
I'm late to my second open night mic as I type this so I'm only going to say
You shouldn't listen to anything I have to say.
Ever.
Unless I'm at an open mic for comedy.
Then you should not only listen, but
laugh your ass off
to save me from my own humiliation.
Until our paths cross in real life, I'll be frantically rushing nowhere but up.
KudBno.1nose
Episode 11 of 53
As necessary, I will snuggle in and spoon the corporate media monster for some of their radiant heat. One such effort -that I must feel above all others since I'm now making it for the 3rd time - is to ensure the sample clip recording queued up on Spotify properly introduces my intention (or complete lack therein) regarding all of this recorded nonsense is current. Since it requires the use of an entire episode to fulfill this purpose, ta-da!
IAMF Spotify Recording Advertisement Sample Special v3.01
Obviously, if you're listening to this, I feel sorry for you. Not that I don't love you, but I must insist you rethink what you're doing with this wonderful journey called your life. But you already knew that...
... I hope
... so I'll just leave you alone now.
Unlike Spotify's offers to upgrade your account.
KudBno.1nose
Episode 9 of 53
Don't assume that final statement is made in a confident moment of self-realization followed by a lightning bolt of emphasis. Oh no... no no no.
It was more of a bucket filled with tears of solitude and final resignation underneath that line.
Add in a dash of "out-of-nowhere" disappointment... and, I think... I think that I can call that the snappiest, most succinct yet still comprehensive description of this here recording project initiative I've yet typed!
So I guess I've got that going for me.
KudBno.1nose
Episode 8 of 53
Overthinking the moment again am I.
But we are who we are.
Amirite?
If you happen to use 53 years of preparation on your way to realizing any of your dreams, well ...
I certainly will be happy you too joined the "realizing my dreams" club.
It's a pretty, pretty, pretty... pretty sweet place
2B.
Amirite?
KudBno.1nose
Episode 7 of 53.
"My cup runneth over." That, my lost soul partaking in this nonsense for reasons I do not think are legitimate... THAT has always been a four word phrase I could live without. That said, when your cup actually do runneth over??? For realz???
Well... what else is there to say???
My cup runneth over for realz!
There.
I said it.
KudBno.1nose
Episode 6 of 53
From the publisher's feed
Hello universe!
As always, my greatest hope in this lifetime is to somehow, some way, get the chance to see you performing at your absolute best.
That day may not be today... I get…
Plainly stated it's become a flustercuck. One that's emerging right now in full cluster. The worst part is that I saw it happening in real time and did nothing to stop it. The blame falls directly on me.
And quite fairly.
For most of my existence I ignored the signs of collapse as they begged to be seen. I pretended the chicanery running rampant across reality would somehow fix itself without intervention.
I watched as truth become maleable, destroying facts in the process. Personal integrity was now a sign of weakness. Reach across the aisle? For what? Only losers compromise.
Winners take all.
Societal accountability? Never heard of it.
I'm clearly at fault for letting things deteriorate the way they did through my decisive inaction. Agree on that we do. However, all of us are now permitting the beat down 21st century life has become.
We aren't winning. Not even a little bit.
We're all bruised. We're all bewildered. We're all rudderless. We're all living as diminished versions of the true selves we arrived here to become. We all know this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Are we ufulfilled fundamentally?
Yep. Sure thing. In fact absolutely positively.
But not broken.
Because never, will I ever, come to a point where I lose my faith in you.
What we are capable of accomplishing by working alongside each other is mind-blowing. Our creative potential knows no limits in this universe! None.
In fact today, together, let's embrace our best selves and bask in the fulfillment that inspires. My humanity is ready to ascend.
I hope yours is too!