
which one?
her
yes
her
yes
her
yes
her
oh yes
her
yes
her
so much
her
yep
her
even her yes

which one?
her
yes
her
yes
her
yes
her
oh yes
her
yes
her
so much
her
yep
her
even her yes

and they’re young and sloppy and drunk and so fun.
it reminded me of this crazy podcast
the replacements werent trying to be arena rockers.
they were just being themselves.
i should just keep being more and more myself.
stop thinking about having millions of people listen
just do the things.
have fun.
play the small clubs and parties
before you know it youll be on saturday night live
soon to be banned for life.
if the life of your thing could be counted in weeks
then you should be lucky if one freaking person is paying attention.
thats what sorry ma means to me.

the first few times i went into the Daily Nexus i was so afraid
also i did not understand the instructions and my first “piece” was thrown directly into the garbage
area
aka the floor.
it wasn’t even good enough for the can.
a few years later i was one vote away from being the boss.
i love every one of these podcasts.
i love todays too.
why it’s not on fire is beyond me.
are people busy?
this is the most interesting challenge i have had in a very long time and maybe because i care so much, it’s like straining when youre on the throne
and you should just let it ease out.
and then go on with life.
but i cannot go on with life.
this is my life.
odd because if i literally do not move on to the next episode
we wont get to it
and it’s due in a few days.
today’s was the 19th or 20th episode.
someone got mad about it.

it was a special press screening of the new james bond movie
i hadnt been in a theater in over a year.
totally forgot about half hour into the movie to put my mask back on after eating and drinking
so if i die i loved you all.
thank you to everyone who had been nice to me
for so long id get 40-50 comments per blog post.
thank you to all of you.
thanks to all the teachers.
thanks to the girls who let me
thanks to the girls who didnt
it all worked out.
the movie was good. way better than i expected.
got home, finished tomorrows podcast.
this schedule of two a week is hard.
but not impossible.

every time i put out a podcast it flops on my Facebook.
i can’t figure out the algorithm. FB typically doesn’t like links that go outside of its walls, so i make little videos and upload them into FB.
it doesnt seem to like that neither.
maybe my friends are tired of me, of IT of my subjects.
but the subjects dont really tweet it out either.
people dont write me nice emails saying what a good job i did for them.
all of which is weird because
I FRICKIN LOVE EVERY SINGLE PODCAST
i love the blog posts, i love the commercials, i love it allllllllll
i almost want to tweet
“i dont care if you dont listen to this but here it is”
but i do care
the thing is i care slightly less every week because i know people arent going to listen in the numbers i want them to listen.
we’ve done 19 episodes and only one girl is all omg lets make love.
one other has said something like that but shes married so it doesnt count.
the omg lets sex it up ratio needs to improve
but again, i dont care because i know how great these things are.
i know if i get hit by a meteor tomorrow people will say sure the busblog, sure LAist
but have you heard Hear in LA? it’s genius.
so much credit has to go to Jordan and if i die i hope he gets all the credit he deserves because heres the crazy thing that you dont see: when you have a team, a real team, sometimes you need the other guy to slam it home.
i can dribble dribble dribble but when i alley
i need someone to oop.
jordan slams it home every time.
he makes it better, but more importantly he closes the deal.
the other day i was all, ok we need some audio clips from jake’s youtube. i found them, sent them to jordan and because jordan is a pro musician he added some original piano underneath one of the clips to make it sound sad.
it made the whole thing sound perfect.
i cant believe how lucky and happy i am to be doing this.
if i can get even the smallest part time job for a little while i will be able to keep this train rolling
because someone is going to discover this

here’s the crazy thing: every one of our podcasts have gone up on time
i have never had a problem with deadlines
deadlines are your friends.
but this week’s was actually done a little early, i had time to watch church, fold my laundry, do some dumb baseball card things, and write a few blog posts.
am i getting better? do we have a little rhythm?
this blog post for Jake is actually way longer and includes more images than the typical post but i think because he spoke very clearly it was easier to post?
who knows. who knows anything. all i know is i wanted him very badly to be part of this
then it happened. and now he’s back in Texas for who knows how long?
sometimes that window of opportunity is there
and sometimes you have to wait outside that window and throw lil pebbles at it
imma go to sleep, wake up and put it up and be happy.
i am very happy doing this podcast.
this will be number 19.
nuh nuh nuh nuh nineteen.

it depresses the hell out of me
but i need to keep up with everything so i can work
and feed my family
and pay off this mortgage
and cut these credit cards
and keep my cats in that good kitty litter.
but damn is it depressing.

but as the replacements once sang, kids wont listen
i was not lucky with the ladies in high school.
not only was i the only Black guy in school, but i had no male figures to say ok heres what you do.
the first kiss i got in 6th grade was during spin the bottle at a party where one of my best friend’s girlfriend spun the thing and when it pointed at me she grabbed my hand and took me to the bathroom
before i could say what about Dave, she was kissing me the way they do in France.
i was shocked, i felt like i had stomped all over the Bro Code, and i was also alive like i had never been before.
about a half hour later i spun the bottle, got her, and we marched in there and went at it again.
long live italian girls.
but life, it turns out, is not like that.
you gotta hustle. and when you do, sometimes you literally kiss the air as the woman ducks out of the way.
https://twitter.com/i/status/1430314735140999168
which is why isla vista was so magical.
you could be kneeling at your bed with your nightcap on, saying your prayers good night
and the prettiest girl youve ever seen taps on your sliding glass door
to ask if she could be the little spoon real quick.
was this how life was going to be?
just show up and have your teeth brushed and
miracles would happen to your undeserving soul?
oui
i figure if i can make it easy enough for her to hear it and read it and watch the lil commercials
then i have hit the ideal barrier to entry
my problem is i have two youtube channels
a medium page that’s sorta behind a paywall
several different ways to access the podcasts
and then my crazy social channels, none of which she taps into.
so this weekend im gonna build a Hear in LA website, here on this server
and everything will live here
and thats probably not the best way to do things, but who cares any more.
i just want my mom to be happy and be proud
just like how Louie felt about his ma

but hearts dont really break. thank God.
they ache maybe. but thats from greasy food.
what we mean by heart breaking is actually a feeling and an emotion that heals quickly and easily
usually it revolves around love and longing and fond memories and
endings that didn’t end the way we wanted them to
or how we thought they would.
but i can’t tell you one ending that ended the way i expected it to
not the good ones, not the bad ones, not the weird ones, not the boring ones
seems to me these endings have a mind of their own
and i could huff and puff and scheme and tinker
but those endings are just LOL whatever tony
and they just do their own little freaky thing
so maybe i should get over this illusion of control
or this other nonsense that i can predict the future
and just accept What Is
and be happy we could all see it together.