You thought this was about the Red Sox offense thrashing the mighty Trout and ShoeTime of the Los Angelas Angels of Anaheim within California that’s part of the Union called the United States of America. But guess what it’s not. You’re a big dum dum head. The Sox are still cuncelled since they’re 15 games back and Dave is still in charge of baseball operations.
What I mean by we’re back is that I’m finally getting a new laptop. My MacBook was produced in 2012. That means the original OS on that bad Larry still thinks Barack Obama is in his first term as President. What an innocent and naive time that was. My MacBook is still in the grieving process for Steve Jobs.
If you noticed that there haven’t been any Podcasts this summer, it’s 75% because my laptop literally couldn’t understand what a podcast was. Trying to compress and upload our first 6 episodes was like reminding your grandfather that the Johnny Carson show was just a viewable podcast you could only indulge upon in the comfort of your living room.
The other 25% is because the collective bunch of us are horrible at executing our ideas. But with that 75% now being eliminating we have 0% (big math guy) reason not to get some podcasts out there. And hopefully you’ll be hearing the booming voice of our newest member, Westy, in the near future.
In the meantime, feel free to read any of my past blogs. I’m about 50 peepers shy of cracking 1k pageviews and I secretly want to beat Murph. It’s basically the space race. That commy bastard, Murph, had me in the first half. But I’ll be damned if I don’t beat him to the moon.
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