“Listen, Natasha; I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing your crummy little euro-trash rags.”

Edit:  If you wondered why this post disappeared for no reason, it’s because I’m a doof.  Sorry, if I caused anyone frustration.

bus ride

I’m no longer able to listen to, And That’s Why We Drink podcast.  I’m wicked bummed, but I can’t handle occult horror stories and serial killer shenanigans.   The hilarious and delightful hosts made me laugh (really hard) when they weren’t talking about the scary shit.   But, nope.  I can’t roll with part terror, part yay.

I auditioned several other podcasts, trying to find one that fit me better.  I found several I would have enjoyed if the advertising wasn’t so offputting.  I don’t mind when the podcasters creatively act out skits to entice us with the products they’re plugging.  They make it fun.  I don’t like the ones that record it verbatim from the company script once and replay it on every episode, over and over.

I’ll tolerate it if they at least put it at the end of the show, where I can skip it if I’m binge listening.  Otherwise, I unfollow and keep looking.  I thought I found a good one, but in the second episode, the hosts (?) took all feedback as a new rule going forward.  It turned a quirky, fun, and therefore relatable podcast into the equivalent of a scripted reality show.  Hell no.

The best I’ve heard so far:  The Message and LifeAfter.  Using real actors and excellent writing paid off big time in this instance.  (Don’t miss these podcasts if you can help it.)  But last night I finally found the podcast I’ve been looking for:  Gettin’ Grown.

Gettin Grown

It’s two educated black women in their early thirties talking about the challenges of adulting.  It’s hilarious, inspiring, and informative.  Listening to it is like wrapping up in a warm, right-from-the-dryer blanket on a cold day, and hanging out with your sisters.  They have a lot to teach me, and I love every minute of it.   I recommend it to all who embrace diversity with a loving heart.  [Only two days till Star Wars.]  Peace. 💜

“I don’t know, they drink, and they bend things at the bar.”

Someone stole my identity.  I found out today when my bank notified me my credit score plummeted over 200 points.  I won’t know the extent of the damage until I get some more information, but holy shit.  Fortunately, I don’t know how to feel about it, so I’ve picked nothing.  (It might just be because I’m overtired.)

I was too excited to sleep last night.  I had an epic breakthrough after decades of trial and error.  I gave up on the problem, and starting thinking of a new approach then found the solution.  I guess I just needed to stop pressuring myself.  (Hindsight is such an asshole.)  Instead of sleeping, I lay in bed listening to my favorite podcast.

It’s called, And That’s Why We Drink.  It’s hilarious and scary.  It’s two young women explaining all the messed up things in the world that led to their drinking.  (One drinks boxed wine, the other milkshakes.)  They’re going to get me in trouble for bursting into laughter (seemingly randomly) during the wee hours of the night.

It can’t be helped, other than my listening at a more appropriate time.  The hosts talk about the scary stuff (occult shit and serial killers) just long enough for me to forget I’m trying to be quiet.  Then I burst into full-on belly laughter again and end up shushing myself and feeling guilty.  (Because I’m Midwestern, I think.)

I also listen to Lore, of course.  And Myths and Legends is another favorite.  That stuff fascinates me.  It’s all about people.  I highly recommend all three podcasts.  I listen to them on Spotify, (which I love now that I finally kicked iTunes to the curb.)  I’m all about the CD or the streaming.  (No more renting disguised as owning.)

I love the time change.  Too bad I didn’t use any of it sleeping.  My eyes feel like I’m wearing contacts constructed of sandpaper.  No reading tonight, but I’ll listen to podcasts instead.  Until Oathbringer is released in just over a week.  Yay.  I’m off to beat my drums.