So its week 2...episode 3 is in the books and boy oh boy was it something. I turned to the todo list and knocked out some bigguns (i.e. the michelada recipe, storage and distribution) but still have a long way to go (I've not found my six degrees of separation to Childish Gambino, but hang in there) in the coming weeks. While we got some serious credit from content managers at a few outlets for format, chemistry and entertainment value, we got our teeth kicked in over technical things. All welcome feedback and truthfully expected (I'm a realist kids).
So with a new boost in confidence, a tentative schedule and my organization skills in full blown bitch mode, shit is about to go the fuck down. Period.
From hijacking work computers to mix and produce audio, to ordering hardware to make for a more pleasurable listener experience, we're in this for the long haul. And I can't emphasize enough how all of this is for your listening pleasure. Not our pleasure, your pleasure. 'Cause we're pleasers. And are pleased when we pleasure you. I'll stop there before it gets graphic - our mothers might read this and start listening and I'd hate to bill Ms Ruthie $25/hour.
Back to the updated, publicly posted "if we don't do this you have the right to fuck us up" wishlist:
So this is where we are. This is what we are doing. And hopefully bring us a little closer to getting on.