Ephemera: Got Swabbed with Rogan
And I Don't Have Covid!
Just wrapped up a three-hour conversation. Already wishing I’d said everything differently. For example, when we discussed MILF porn I should’ve made the point that sexualizing something is the fastest way to negate it. Thus when critics want to dismiss Fight Club they claim it’s homoerotic fantasy. Likewise, motherhood carries enormous power so the go-to method of negating that is to eroticize it.
The Podcast to Air Tomorrow…
Before I’m Cancelled!
As Nora Ephron said, “Sex is sex. But sex plus guilt is GOOD sex.” If I didn’t regret many of my comments I’d kick myself for playing things too safe. There is a place for podcast remourse.
Nonetheless it was fun to see Rogan’s new Texas digs and to get swabbed together. Here’s a photo the Fu dog we discussed, his first big purchase once he broke through.
And I worked in at least two shout outs to Sassy the Boston Terrier. Exhausted.
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Joe Rogan said he'd never, ever had a dog shouted out on the program. Sassy is a first.
Wait. Did I spell remorse wrong? Did I forget a "photo of the fu" of? That's how exhausted I am. The essence of Burnt Tongue is to make such mistakes intentionally to suggest fatigue and stress.