More recording myself on multiple hits of acid. As expected, this one turns out for the unexpected. And not in a good way.
The way I can turn an attempt to apologize for regularly derailing my thought trains so much that circuitous tail chasing of non-sequitor conclusions is what most listeners suffer - I turn that moment of self-reflection into another derailment that so completely wrecks the train you'll feel pain from the incident. Especially for any GenZeez among us.
As for the Boomers, the X-ers and even any Millennials... proceed only if disappointment is your goal. Otherwise you have to be able to find something better to do with your time than spend any of it messing around with this episode. Right?
Yes. Right.
Again, you've been warned.
AGAIN.
It's you I'm talking to here...
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
