The dental insurance lost all my data
The future sucks
The future sucks
I thought it would be funny to recap a randomly selected Interrobang (proof), but I immediately lost the will to continue, and you will have to discover the frustrating nuggets yourself. They sincerely answer listener questions? Absolutely insane. However, skipping around revealed this interesting insight into the howling abyss of his mind. Please enjoy this recovered forbidden text.
Travis: One of the things, uh, so, I have this thing, and I think it's part of being a narcissist, is that I have the gut feeling that I am inherently good at everything. Like, set in stone belief, that if I were to like pick up a banjo for the first time, I would somehow know how to do it and be awesome at it. And so in my life, I have, for example, tried to learn guitar, and because I was not immediately good at it, never picked it up again. Or tried to learn, uh, you know, fi--homebrewing because I was not immediately good at it set it down and never picked it up again. And so my goal for the year is to get good at something. To actually, like
Tybee: Okay!
Travis: And I thought about taking guitar lessons and buying them all up front, so that way I'm committed to going. Uh, So I can't stop doing it.
Tybee: Oh yeah, lock yourself in.
Travis: Yeah something like that where I don't get to cop out just cause I'm not immediately good at it. Cause that's the thing, is it's very ea--I convince myself that everybody does stuff because they picked it up and were immediately good at it,
Tybee: Nah
Travis: And if you're not, like, if you don't have a knack for something there's no use in trying to do it, which is not how the world works. Like both of my brothers taught themselves how to play guitar, and it took them years and years and years to do it. And I envy that, I wish I could play an instrument, but I've never had the patience with myself to do it. So it's stuff like that, that I want to sit down--I also want to lose like 20 pounds, 15 maybe, mostly because I'm heavier than I've ever been, which makes sense because I'm older than I've ever been, and my metabolism is as slow as it's ever been.
Tybee: And you have another human being to look out for, that isn't you.
Travis: Yes, Yes. Um, but like, I've seen the edits from the My Brother My Brother and Me episodes, the tv show, that will come out February
Tybee: Woo!
Travis: And I'm a little heavy in it. Uh, not like in a "oh, I look gross", but like I look at myself and I'm like "oh, okay. That's what I look like. All right, I can do better." Without judging myself but more like, you know they say the camera adds ten pounds, I actually think maybe for me it's more of like a, I so very rarely critically view myself, like it's just not something I do. I usually look at myself in the mirror and think daaamn. Um, and so
Tybee: [laughing]
Travis: To see myself on film, is like, "oh okay. Oh all right, that's what I look like". It's not like "I'm disgusting, I'm awful", but more like I look at myself and I'm like "oh okay, I could do better". You know, I could eat better, I could exercise a little bit more, that kind of thing, you know. But now with also I look at this little baby and think I want to be around for a while, and I want to take care of myself better, and like actively take care of myself, rather than just like well "I didn't eat a cookie today so great job me!" Like, you know, try a little bit more.
Tybee: Okay.
Travis: Try. Try harder?
Tybee: Try harder.
Travis: Is that--I think that encompasses everything I just said.
Tybee: Um, one of mine, uh, I realized my other alternate one is I would really like to get good at beatboxing.
Travis: Ooooh. That's fun.
Tybee: Yeah.
Travis: I'm on board with that.
Tybee: I, uh, it really is hard for me because it involves looking stupid and sounding stupid for a little while. Just being like, making really terrible stupid sounds, and, uh, that is really difficult for me to not be perfect at something immediately, especially when it comes to making sound.
Travis: Yup.
Tybee: Um, soo I've been making those you know instagram videos, where I do like little mini covers, and I think I really need to learn to fucking beatbox! I think I need to learn to beatbox. So, I think I'm gonna try and do that.
Travis: I believe in you.
Tybee: Thank you. I'm not gonna try, I'm gonna do it.
Travis: You're gonna do it. So that's gonna do it for us this week.
I don't want to read them but I want to feel happy about him winning the 2025 Nobel Prize for Literature anyways. I can't escape it. A local pub did a trivia night with the seven hour film Sátántangó as a category. All I see is recommendations to read War and War and announcements about English translations. I need to feel like I'm smart.
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
You should have to apologize to him before watching Spiderman
This is not an endorsement of cybercrime.
(I did hear his password is BisexyAubrey69 though)
Is it fate?
“Nine-five.” A voice spoke from the study ceiling: “Mrs. McElroy, which poem would you like this evening?”
The house was silent.
The voice said at last, “Since you express no preference, I shall select a poem at random.” “Sara Teasdale. As I recall, your favorite…
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their frustrating sound;
So when people make plays just to frustrate each other and just to troll each other, there's enough of that in the world today, of people trolling each other just to be mean and to be hurtful, and if we're gonna play in this space together we need to do it because we want each other to have fun and not because we're trying to frustrate each other, cause there's enough frustrating things in the world right now and there's enough we can't control, and one of the things we can control is that everyone is here to have fun and not waste each others' time and so when we make decisions that are meant to troll each other, that's something that bad people do."
At ten o’clock a falling tree bough crashed through the kitchen window, shattering cleaning solvent over the stove. The room was ablaze in an instant.
Sorry for the inconvenience
Something about the way he talks makes me say this is a highly frustrating ordeal
Is mbmbam a gentle comedy good for slowly coaxing a laugh out?