Daily Check-in #2

I talked to my Gramps on the phone today for 33 minutes - I like to be exact. I’m an accountant for statistics that don’t matter. He lives in Great Falls, Montana which is actually located in a galaxy far, far away from Los Angeles. Montana has been reopening since last week - they’re the lucky kid who got picked up by his step-dad at lunch to go to the “dentist” (Hooters happy hour...aren’t all hours at Hooters happy? Who’s the step-dad now? I’m the step-dad now *voice of the pirate from that Tom Hanks picture*)
The cool thing about Montana is that the state population is about one tenth of L.A. County but it’s area is almost as big the whole of California. That’s why people live in Montana - well, only a handful of them but they sure do love it cuz there is no one else there. Everyone gets their own mountain. Comparing Montana (why isn’t it Mountaina?) to Los Angeles is like comparing oranges to dirty syringes. Imagine if the homeless guy in Great Falls, Larry, saw the marauding packs of Walking Dead extras roaming the streets of L.A. - he would shit his pants and then promptly walk those pants to the laundry mat to be washed for free cuz he goes way back with Todd, they play golf together in the summer and bowl in the winter. Larry sleeps behind the pins in the bowling alley during the winter to stay warm - legend has it that you every pitcher of Blue Moon you can see the sparkle of his eyes, deep in the bowels of the gutter.
From gutter to gutter.

Daily Check-in #1

This is gonna be easy. It’s been too long! I feel like I’m catching up with an old friend - it’s been far too long, my friend! Too many moons! Why don’t I just do this every single day? This is my new thing - a daily check-in. I wanna get in the game every day - I wanna be the Major League Baseball of bloggers. I’m putting myself in the game - I’m the coach and the player in this hypothetical.
Cuz I gotta put something out there to be judged by someone who doesn’t know they wield that power. I gotta create some piece of content every single day - I am a content whore. Young, woke, dumb and full of cum. I like being silently judged - the quiet part is the best part. It’s like that movie that Jim from The Office directed - the one with the no sound.
I started doing a lil show on my YouTube channel - it’s not much but I’m proud to call it my own, like an old beater car or a tattered pair of cargo shorts. But I decided to take a break from the show today and let it breathe - I’ve taken a step back from my podcast as well, slowing my roll to merely a few episodes a week. I talked on the phone with my mom for over an hour this morning and my friend, Stephen U., yesterday on the poddie woddie for over two hours. It’s a super fun way to pass an hour or two and break up the routine of the day, the Groundhogness of it all, his Bill to her Murray. Also I went to Costco and loaded up on goodies - today was a good day.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna continue watching this Joe Rogan episode and doing too many word searches - I’ve been doing soooo many word searches. I told my mom that the book looks like one of my dad’s baseball encyclopedias and she had a good laugh.