If you're new to this, I say a bunch of stuff. It's ad lib. Sometimes I listen back and I cringe. It's okay.

Being impatient is not great.

I'm not sure where to start. About last night.

I'm so tired and so spent, and so over it.

I didn't expect this to become about this but it did... I have taken this clip and made it into an essay you can find on Medium.

This is me talking through a thought I had, and missing an important link, in hindsight.

I have been saying I'm in the "Final Third" of my life. That requires pause for reflection. But what if I was in the Fourth Season? In any case, welcome to Season Four, of Life, Change and Stuff. I guess 'may the fourth be with me?' Please subscribe, and ask a few friends to come and appreciate the insanity. :)

This feels like the last one but who knows? Gimme feedback, y'all? Should I just try and be big in Japan? ;)

It's not about Johnny Depp. Alright folks. As summer is coming to an end, I may be a little less prolific, but please know you will hear from me soon.

In which DBW makes more sense of it all...