She's a Femme Fatale.

This is FANTASTIC....

We Hit & Run had a week's worth of downloads yesterday. It's extremely flattering, and I don't know what to attribute it to.

Some people, who produce and write and perform their own podcast, would attribute it to themselves. But I'm gonna thank Google on this. I assume it has something to do with Feedburner and Google merging. 

So... thanks Google!

This week's total DL's are shocking. And with the 2008 rewind (my 2nd proudest piece of production) coming out this week, things should get bigger. I need to buy some adspace on podcastpickle as well.

Tomorrow morning I will most likely be on a plane to Boston. I want to do a Boston show with Zaro, Ricky, Jim, and Scarecrow. I also want us to be eating Papa Ginos during recording.

Business Ethics.

"In The Company Of Men" is an inspirational film, and it'll bleed into tonight's ever-important WHAR. You're all encouraged to listen and call-in.

My next free check is in August, which makes that my new MA target date. If I save check-to-check, then top it off with that week, I'll have more than enough money to eat Papa Ginos for two weeks.

My grandmother is on her deathbed in her living room in Plymouth. There's a good (not a kind word in this context) chance that the Scampoli's will fly all of us out for the funeral. Which would make August what it was to me yesterday... an eternity away. Who has time to count months?

Netflix's Instant Queue does wonders for a man's mood.

Different Kind Of Sparks...

Ron Bennington (01/15/2009): 

"Lets face something. When the ex fiancee wants to stop by and see you, that means "I'd like a fuck for old time sakes." Theres no other reason to make that call. What else are you gonna do, catch up and see where your lives are going? You gotta see that one coming a million miles away, and when you say you didn't you're just lying to yourself. Lying... to... yourself."

"Again, let me reiterate for people who are slow. Ex fiancees who want to have lunch are only interested in fucking. Period. They dont want to show you pictures of the kids. They're not trying to say "Hey remember the good..." That's all they care about, that's it."

Burnt.

Time to put on my big boy pants. This is the absolute right way to do things.We've waited this long, right? This'll teach us to trust again. Just know that we share the same symptoms.

Until I instill it,

More than ever.

Here Comes That Feeling.

Every time I write in this, it's either to plug a show I am particularly proud of, or to write to Sara. I do miss what Beast Of Burden used to mean, and all of that.

With the show in my life, I haven't written in this because I just talk about it. But, I didn't want it to be something that is exclusively on the show- because on We Hit & Run, I can only be brutally honest. I can only tell the truth, and a lot of times that isn't nice. And closure is supposed to be nice.

Tomorrow is going to be a great show, with me being at the receiving end of a lot of punishment. But when it's public and pathetic, it is funny. And atleast I can turn all of the hell into something funny.

Freedom for the stallion.

I remember the main reasoning behind my fear of having a baby was financial.

Which got me thinking, well,  I've always assumed those financial problems wouldn't be there in however much time.

I never actually filled in the gaps on how that would be.

Once I give up on radio, am I going to be some miserable Wal*Mart asshole?

I already deal with those people. Well, I already am one, my age and lower pay is the only thing that separates me.

I havent listened to that song in full in a while.