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I've always had this idea for a podcast. Nobody names their boys Richard anymore. The pod is called "Where are the Dicks?" We'll take callers who are named Rich, Richard or Dick and hear how having that name has affected their lives. Just a bunch of shit talk between calls. Drink some beers. Whisky tastings. Whatever we want to do.
Tread softly.

I’m a Richard and I’m Irish. Irish Alzheimer’s is real - we forget everything but the grudges.

Richard became Ric - no K. My mother said there’s no K in Richard, and mothers are always right.
 
I went to sleep last night thinking it was over. All that content wiped from existence at the push of a button. The memes, the fights, the entire course outline for CoH U.

An existential reminder of the fleeting nature of all existence really. A real wake up call. What would I do with my time now? Would I find an entirely new way of being in the world? Maybe I’ll become a writer? A poet? An infinite number of possibilities unfolded before me in a flash. My desperation turned to curiosity, even hope.

Then I woke up to write a good bye post only to find the WC restored. Well, Fvck. Back to the grindstone I guess.


I had emergency plans in place. I'm still probably going to carry them out.
 
I’ve had a related idea. You take forgotten names and try and find the youngest person with that name. For example, we have Linda on the pod today. Linda is 48 and lives outside of Des Moines.

My own name seems to have disappeared in those under 40.
 
Honey. It’s your first day!!! How is the new business??? Getting lots of subscribers?!!

Eh

What’s wrong?!!

Instead of subscribing they are demanding to be paid.

What?!!!!

Yeah. 25 years of subscriptions and on my first day they decided to “flip the script”

Who???

Something called The Dream Team. This place is a powder keg
 
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I've always had this idea for a podcast. Nobody names their boys Richard anymore. The pod is called "Where are the Dicks?" We'll take callers who are named Rich, Richard or Dick and hear how having that name has affected their lives. Just a bunch of shit talk between calls. Drink some beers. Whisky tastings. Whatever we want to do.
sorta like this

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Yeah hooky is trying to get a dicks podcast going and Cortez an old lady names podcast. It hasn’t been 15 minutes since we’ve had the epiphany that we should be getting paid HERE

You’re right
Cortez and I would kill it. With the right content, we could work out a licensing deal with Rivals or On3. Before you know it, we're picked up by a major network for 10s of millions.
 
Cortez and I would kill it. With the right content, we could work out a licensing deal with Rivals or On3. Before you know it, we're picked up by a major network for 10s of millions.
I could wreck it with one phone call. Hey cortez!! First time caller short time listener. You guys going to play that new Morgan Wallen song?!!! Shit is fire!!!!.

Whatever your scheduled talking points would devolve into a two hour rant on hating bro country music.

Well I guess that’s our time today
 
I could wreck it with one phone call. Hey cortez!! First time caller short time listener. You guys going to play that new Morgan Wallen song?!!! Shit is fire!!!!.

Whatever your scheduled talking points would devolve into a two hour rant on hating bro country music.

Well I guess that’s our time today
Dude, that would be like throwing gas on a fire. We'd probably go long and whatever network who bought us would have to start the big game on their shitty app while we drove a huge spike in ratings and ads.
 
I went to sleep last night thinking it was over. All that content wiped from existence at the push of a button. The memes, the fights, the entire course outline for CoH U.

An existential reminder of the fleeting nature of all existence really. A real wake up call. What would I do with my time now? Would I find an entirely new way of being in the world? Maybe I’ll become a writer? A poet? An infinite number of possibilities unfolded before me in a flash. My desperation turned to curiosity, even hope.

Then I woke up to write a good bye post only to find the WC restored. Well, Fvck. Back to the grindstone I guess.
G’dam capitalism. Enough to turn you into a Communist.
 
I went to sleep last night thinking it was over. All that content wiped from existence at the push of a button. The memes, the fights, the entire course outline for CoH U.

An existential reminder of the fleeting nature of all existence really. A real wake up call. What would I do with my time now? Would I find an entirely new way of being in the world? Maybe I’ll become a writer? A poet? An infinite number of possibilities unfolded before me in a flash. My desperation turned to curiosity, even hope.

Then I woke up to write a good bye post only to find the WC restored. Well, Fvck. Back to the grindstone I guess.
Wait, even my stuff was gone?
 
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