Thank You, Thank You

Angelo joins me today-- I think I had his permission. I tell him about the impact of his passing and what I did for my birthday. I love you, Angelo. 

Mike gets creepy and MFG doesn't help. Pretty standard procedure!! 

I get to speak with my sister about walls and clothes (for shorter peoples) and trying to stay awake in the car. And an even dose of shade and empathy for Mama Lam. 

I think there's something so powerful about getting to be you and all of you and for there to be an environment or a community that never makes you feel bad. Or that there's this story of my relationship with Brandon where we've hurt each other so many times but have learned how to care for each other and see each other and apologize and forgive. And sometimes thinking about all of that makes me cry. 

A lil birthday podcast for the Birthday Brandon. It's just crazy that we've been through so many pushes and pulls and this hour long conversation was the culmination of 25 years of being brothers. 

With her new microphone, MFG (My Favorite Guest) and I, in true amateur fashion, tackle sex shaming, compliments, and how we've navigated both. 

I just wanna be clear that I have no patreon and the whole thing is a lie because I want to make it seem as if I'm totally official and I make money and i'm cool and i'm awesome. But none of that is true except for being cool, which only happens when I wake up because it's cold as shit in the morning. 

Back-to-back episodes, and this was recorded on 10 mgs of Melatonin washed down by flavorless Pedialyte (which by the way isn't flavorless, it tastes like elbow sweat). Irresponsible? Yes. Fun? I hope so. But only you can be the judge of that, huh? And that means you have to listen to the whole thing. How unfortunate for you..

Had more time on my hands so I occupied one with the mic again and hopefully, if the stars align, I pick up some momentum. Also, someone said I made money off of these but I don't put up any ads, so stop asking me for money-- I have zero of them.