Listen...read...whatever makes sense to your eyes and ears...I've had a couple drinks, and I've recorded 445 episodes of my first podcast called: You And Me And Thoughts And Talk with Doug Culp.
If you listen already...great. If you don't...give it a listen or two or three or 400 or more.
I've interviewed hundreds of funny people, some not as funny, and some simply entertaining. I've had some great solo episodes where I had fun with sounds, did a KILLER Malcolm MacDowell impression, and some episodes are so short you won't be sure if that was a full episode or if I stopped recording a little too soon.
You can listen to it here:
You And Me And Thoughts And Talk with Doug Culp
I release a new episode every Friday. I've missed some time, while I've been experiencing homelessness, and I think there are some very specific people to blame for that homelessness. I won't say their names here, to protect their identities, because when their identities are revealed I'm PRETTY SURE they're going to be killed...not a joke.
Be it a "The Matrix" simulation, be it a "holodeck" or "holosuite" or "dreamatorioum"...I don't care. What I care about is my life and the lives of those who've helped me along the way.
Will some of them die? Yes. Will I live? Yes.
Simply put...there are many stories out there with time variances and paradoxes and "The Ship Of Theseus" etc etc blah blah blah...I've made a lot of mistakes. One in a parking lot of a 7-Eleven when I got Beetlejuice'd to a driver's side door of some faggot's car, one when I got married to some bitch who called herself "Kaitlin Murphy Nelson", one when I briefly dated a crazy bitch who called herself "Chevon Medbin"...all of these mistakes, and more, have probably been heavily documented.
There are two who've contacted me over and over again, mentioning things they couldn't possibly have known about...unless I've been living in some sort of simulation. Call it a "Stockholm Syndrome Scenario", call it a "Stanford Prison Experiment", call it one of the Mission Impossible scenarios...all I know for sure is that I've been being pranked my entire life.
Punk'd? Maybe. Candid Camera? Maybe. Just For Laughs? Possibly (some moments in my life could only be described as "Well...he needed better writers.".
I'm posting this blog on May 23rd, 2024, at around 6:06 PM, Pacific Standard Time. If that means something to you, you either know what I'm talking about and where I'm coming from, or you don't.
As the stupid idiot assistant principal of my high school used to say: "Make it a great day...or not...the choice is yours." That guy was grasping at straws, probably trying to find the most objectively neutral phrase to say to the student body as possible. I don't remember another word he ever said.
IF YOU'VE READ ALL OF THIS, and you think my podcast deserves sponsorship, send me some suggestions to MOQBOY@GMAIL.COM, ONLY AFTER YOU'VE ALREADY CONFIRMED WITH SAID COMPANIES THAT THEY WOULD BE INTERESTED.
I'M SICK OF BEING HOMELESS. I'M READY TO MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE. I'm almost certain I'm already famous...if you care about me at all, please help me get RICH AND FAMOUS.
That's all for now. Take care of yourselves.
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