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Okay, listen up y'all. Especially all you Spotifiers.
Let's get 4 things straight!
This one's quite literally all for Spotify.
And as always, nobody else should be listening to these recordings, not even you suckers on Spotify.
But u do u.
And I'll be over here trying not to watch.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 40 of 53
I guess the whirly-swirly day that is Christmas is the type of roller coaster ride that leaves all participants windblown and a little nauseous.
Or maybe that was the insane amount of edibles I consumed while at my parents' house today... however you want to reverse engineer the condition, the advice from here is to go do something better with your life. Seriously.
I mean it.
Anybody want a peanut?
Or a peanut shaped edible?
iKudB.Rong
Episode 39 of 53
In true "me me me me me me me" fashion, I make our (might -be-made-up) lord-and-savior's Feliz Navidad celebration - you GUESSED it - all about me!
Or do I???
I know that I talk A LOT about how being trained to dislike ourselves can make us capable of anything.
(Even throwing one of our shoes at George Bush's head)
And how breaking that cycle - if YOU'RE trapped within it - is crucial to leading a fulfilling life.
So it's about 92% me me me me me me me!
And 8% other stuff. But as always...
iKudB.Rong
Episode 38 of 53
Is Christmas Eve the eleventh day of Christmas or is it the twelfth?
Either way it's definitely the day I threw a dirty snot-filled Kleenex directly into my dad's face.
Of this, I could not be wrong.
I just don't know if my pipers were piping or my drummers were drumming in the background as this action took place...
I suppose it was both.
If I'd been listening closely enough. Maybe next year.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 37 of 53
Somehow this one finishes with me spilling chocolate syrup all over myself.
HA HA HA!
Wait a sec, did I just type that??
Somehow bro??!!?!!?!?
Okay okay okay.
To be fair. I am higher than a lucidly dreamt air compressor above my head at tHD by the end of everything here....
And in the grand finale, my mouth is filled to the absolute maximum with Reese's Peanut Butter Chips so yeah... I end up with chocolate syrup all over myself.
Like a lot of us would amirite? Of course I am.
Now excuse me for I've got a hot shower to take and some laundry to attend to.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 36 of 53
My enthusiasm, much like carmelized onions, is on a slow burn and only getting sweeter.
So I've got that going for me.
Plus, it's Christmas Eve so there's some "water breakage" to celebrate.
So I've got that going for me... but then again...
So do you. Amirite?
iKudB.Rong
Episode 35 of 53
I can get so stupidly obsessed with details... anybody else? If anything asks "is he on the autism scale?", that'd be it.
Even so, I can, at times, see the bigger picture.
And I believe that one of those times is now.
And I also believe that I'm doing so again and again and again and again.
Talk about having a good day! Am I right?
iKudB.Rong
Episode 34 of 53
It's still cold.
I have to get to work.
And I said some stuff without crying.
No more time, gotta eat so hi-ho hi-ho... you know the rest.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 33 of 53
And to think, I actually thought I might make it through December without a single recorded tear falling. Um... that's a negative toast writer.
In fact, some characters from my past deserve their own player sheet analysis in depth since their influence is all over these recordings. Nicole is one such character.
Consider her player sheet now complete.
Or should that actually be "incomplete"?
Let's just leave it at both.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 32 of 53
Okay. I know I said I'd stop with the inanity of discussing today's weather...
...
... but since the hour is currently the same as the number of degrees below zero (8)... well, it's cold.
The metal housing of my laptop is freezing my wrists as I type this. That, my "oh-so-oddly-connected-to-me-via-these-recordings-other-human-entity", is f'n cold. REALLY F'N COLD.
Hopefully I talk about something other than how cold it is in this one... but I wouldn't count on it.
iKudB.Rong
Episode 31 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!