490 episodes

Hello universe!
As always, my greatest hope in this lifetime is to somehow, some way, get the chance to see you performing at your absolute best.
That day may not be today... I get it. The seas have been a little choppy lately. Best to appreciate today in whatever ways you can because we haven't bottomed out yet. Worse is coming.
Plainly stated it's become a flustercuck. One that's emerging right now in full cluster. The worst part is that I saw it happening in real time and did nothing to stop it. The blame falls directly on me.
And quite fairly.
For most of my existence I ignored the signs of collapse as they begged to be seen. I pretended the chicanery running rampant across reality would somehow fix itself without intervention.
I watched as truth become maleable, destroying facts in the process. Personal integrity was now a sign of weakness. Reach across the aisle? For what? Only losers compromise.
Winners take all.
Societal accountability? Never heard of it.
I'm clearly at fault for letting things deteriorate the way they did through my decisive inaction. Agree on that we do. However, all of us are now permitting the beat down 21st century life has become.
We aren't winning. Not even a little bit.
We're all bruised. We're all bewildered. We're all rudderless. We're all living as diminished versions of the true selves we arrived here to become. We all know this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Are we ufulfilled fundamentally?
Yep. Sure thing. In fact absolutely positively.
But not broken.
Because never, will I ever, come to a point where I lose my faith in you.
What we are capable of accomplishing by working alongside each other is mind-blowing. Our creative potential knows no limits in this universe! None.
In fact today, together, let's embrace our best selves and bask in the fulfillment that inspires. My humanity is ready to ascend.
I hope yours is too!

It's All My Fault JCC

    • Comedy

Hello universe!
As always, my greatest hope in this lifetime is to somehow, some way, get the chance to see you performing at your absolute best.
That day may not be today... I get it. The seas have been a little choppy lately. Best to appreciate today in whatever ways you can because we haven't bottomed out yet. Worse is coming.
Plainly stated it's become a flustercuck. One that's emerging right now in full cluster. The worst part is that I saw it happening in real time and did nothing to stop it. The blame falls directly on me.
And quite fairly.
For most of my existence I ignored the signs of collapse as they begged to be seen. I pretended the chicanery running rampant across reality would somehow fix itself without intervention.
I watched as truth become maleable, destroying facts in the process. Personal integrity was now a sign of weakness. Reach across the aisle? For what? Only losers compromise.
Winners take all.
Societal accountability? Never heard of it.
I'm clearly at fault for letting things deteriorate the way they did through my decisive inaction. Agree on that we do. However, all of us are now permitting the beat down 21st century life has become.
We aren't winning. Not even a little bit.
We're all bruised. We're all bewildered. We're all rudderless. We're all living as diminished versions of the true selves we arrived here to become. We all know this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Are we ufulfilled fundamentally?
Yep. Sure thing. In fact absolutely positively.
But not broken.
Because never, will I ever, come to a point where I lose my faith in you.
What we are capable of accomplishing by working alongside each other is mind-blowing. Our creative potential knows no limits in this universe! None.
In fact today, together, let's embrace our best selves and bask in the fulfillment that inspires. My humanity is ready to ascend.
I hope yours is too!

    Here at number 490 I'm ready to take a break.

    Here at number 490 I'm ready to take a break.

    At times I find myself wandering without purpose on these recordings.
    I'm certain you agree. Unexpectedly, this one felt rather on point.
    For the most part. Having not listened to it I feel rather "out-on-a-limby" here, but toot my own horn I will... if only to suffer the consequences later.
    If that's the game we're playing,
    I'm in.
    Where do I sign? TenHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 13 of 53

    • 52 min
    We do not need to take this any further.

    We do not need to take this any further.

    If you and I were just sittin' around chit-chattin' about not much and the direction of our dialogue detoured into considerations like what are some of the least respectful ways you can imagine closing out a recording... well I think the top of my list might land squarely where the end of this recording finds itself.
    I really wish I'd have been paying attention in real time on this point of sharing too much...
    But nope.
    Not even a little bit.
    Not even a little bit. TenHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 12 of 53

    • 37 min
    There is meat on that bone.

    There is meat on that bone.

    You say hiatus,
    I say who ate this? Whichever trip through time you're currently flowing within, I beg you to maintain course. Full steam ahead, as it were. Forward march. Myopia preferred.
    Because any diversion into this realm, the absurd cartoon universe that I reside within - well, you'll be disappointed. Yep. Dis.sed.
    You've been warned.
    At least now you have. I thinkAt least.
    If warning you was trying to convince you that whatever you were doing before you ended up here should just maintain. It would be a much better use of your time than engaging with the gnome infested gray matter coagulating this elongated skull.
    Capisce?
    Si.
    Carrie Onn Thien.TenHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 11 of 53

    • 49 min
    That's why I have a felony.

    That's why I have a felony.

    If ever there were an episode that exposed just how unnecessary this intro blurb is...
    TenHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 10 of 53

    • 42 min
    Which is why I'm stopping this now.

    Which is why I'm stopping this now.

    Once again, I offer proof that nobody can derail their own train better than I can...
    ...
    and that proof is this recording.
    In fact, so honed are my skills in this regard that I can even do so from within my dream state. On another planet. Entirely from another life lived. One filled with bliss and harmony and self-love and grace...
    So definitely not this one.
    Amirite Israel? And exactly like the Chad incident a few recordings previously, in this context, I am addressing Israel the nation, not Israel the dude. Always good to communicate clearly what our intentions toward another are rather than what they might be misinterpreted as representing if not clearly stated...
    Amirite Israel? TensHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 9 of 53

    • 1 hr
    Happy Mother's Day mom!

    Happy Mother's Day mom!

    Hey Hey Hey Universe.
    You've caught me a bit offguard here. Excuse my mess. I'm celebrating mother's day this year the only way available - by making it all about me.
    And a little tiny bit about my mom. To be fair, my mom up and ran to the Caribbean with my sister at 430 MST this morning so making today all about her seems a little out of place.
    How would that even work? Zoom call drinks & dinner? Well if you're thinking... "yeah... that probably wouldn't be worth doing after traveling all day like they did..." well...You're in exactly the mindset I want you in. You will "by default" skip out on this recording. Like you were hypnotized. And became a chicken. Because let me tell you something mister buddy boy and miss goodie girl, this recording, this one right here now, this is the worst one yet.
    So low is the bar set by this performance that I could even see it breaking us up. Forever.
    Or at least put us on a long overdue break from each other - so that we can think about why we even need a Mother's Day holiday to celebrate.
    Having already taken 100+ minutes to meander through that thistle patch I can relay to you that excursion got me nowhere.
    Nada. Zippo. Clue. Less. Even now, after bulleting out that list I still have no clue why Mother's Day got invented - it doesn't make sense. We all love mom every day. It's a given. It's never a token gesture. Okay... it's rarely a token gesture. We all have our days.
    Unless, you unpause and consider the 113 million greeting cards we Americans exchange in recognition of this cockamamie non-holiday made up event occasion that comes around every second Sunday in May.
    May. Be. That had something to do with it. Amirite Hallmark?
    Hell Yes I Am. Hell yes I am.TensHUnsRye.ziNg
    Episode 8 of 53

    • 1 hr 40 min

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