Well, finally, it’s done. Eight new episodes are completed and ready to be posted; six months have been utterly wasted cutting, clipping, recording, and re-recording, dubbing, scratching, scathing, and scrubbing to make them perfectly perfect for all walks of life. No cussing, no analysis, no opinions, and no debate on issues. So, in essence, eight episodes of nothing; just air of yore. I’d say dead air, but that may be offensive to air that is circling the drain or the hot air that keeps many balloons and some people afloat. And yet, I am sure someone, somewhere will take offense. Good thing that I am only April fooling; there are no new podcast episodes ready to be posted. However, there are many joyfully goo-full Cerebral Goo episodes that I am back to actually working on to actually post at some point in the future. 🥳
Speaking of April Fools Day; WTH?!? Seriously, who’s idea was it to make a day when it’s okay to fuck with people and be instantly exonerated by saying “Got ya! April fools!” You cancelled all of your wedding plans and lost your deposits because I told you I caught your betrothed motorboating your sister. “April fools! Got ya! Geez, relax, it was just a joke. Not my fault you cancelled all those plans and lost hundreds of dollars.”
If you really care, you can read about April Fools’ history here, but the bottom line is that humans apparently love to gain from others’ misery. So much in fact, we actually normalized it for one special day every year since France changed the Julian calendar to the Gregorian calendar. Surprise, surprise, humans love to cause each other pain and suffering for a good laugh. Silly gowks, geez.
Finally, speaking of April fools, how about that Mr. and Mrs. Smith? I’m sure many people have wanted to slap Rock for many things over many decades, but very few — actually only one, have in fact had the balls, and or literal celebrity immunity to get away with it and receive a standing ovation shortly following. You can’t buy that kind of impunity from such hypocritical bullshit, it must be earned. That’s when one knows they’ve reached the pinnacle; truly top shelf privilege shining above the rest.