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Eartha Kitt returns from the grave for a new round of New Challenger. Rob gets involved with the effort to help Ellicott City while Dann challenges the current King of Wakanda to become the legendary Italian Panther. The Crown City Cook finally breaks the silence on McDonald’s “new” quarter pounder with cheese burger. This week’s Geek Stuff is extra special with two separate stories about Pokemon! Which will you choose, Pickachu or Eevee and does anyone really play Pokemon Go anymore?
What does a pineapple, a durian and a jazz fruit have in common and why does Andy Rooney keep giving us useless advice? All we know for certain is: you can’t get cum on a cake in Georgia no matter how hard you try.
Hey Maaaaan, Rob Lee here and I have something on my mind. Time, not in the broad sense, in the micro, right now, affecting the macro sense. Allow me to delve a bit and as always, these blogs are just a stream of consciousness, my musings on a particular thought. These thoughts may be things I visit over and over again as my feelings on the subject or perspective evolve. So please bare with me.
Have you ever had this feeling that the Jack Bauer clock is constantly in the overlay of your life? If you answered yes, then you’re a lot like me. During period of stress I constantly feel like the clock is ticking. This clock usually isn’t one that I manufacture – it’s one given to me whether it’s by a job or external forces, friends, lovers or even state-appointed officials. It’s a dreadful and unsavory feeling – I do things my own way and I’m always on task but these deadlines inspire a feeling that I’m cramming for a test that I know I’ll fail. It’s anxiety evoking – like I know that I need to get whatever it is done and in that haste, regardless of how familiar I am with a process, I may, like any human, make a mistake, so now I’m behind and the dread of screwing up again and not making the deadline are now a tag team – this is a handicap match. It is the worst. Back to the clock, the manufacturer creates a metric of how quickly this is to get done and you’re expected to work within the parameters created. These parameters, interestingly enough, don’t factor in many things such as in a work environment a system going down or in a real life scenario an address changing resulting in a person not reserving an important letter. It’s all very punitive and no one is around to help – you’re expected to get it done and before deadline. The time is always ticking.
Another thing about time that’s always on my mind is the end of it. The buzzer sounds and that’s the end of regulation. The relief of reaching the ending of a particularly stress period, the sadness of the end of time with a person or the constant, shared knowledge of the end of being. The end of being has always shared me. Kevin Smith is a film maker and podcast – he’s one of the main reasons I gave podcasting a shot and that I still do it. I see some of things he’s done such as Tusk and various ventures that came about from podcasting. That inspires me and he’s a hero to me for that and his films. He recently had a massive heart attack and nearly died before performing stand-up. I was a gut punch to me – reality setting in. I read over his Instagram post about his fear of dying like is dad did prior. That always stuck with me. One thing that he wrote from his hospital bed was not wanting his life to end but appreciating it was a gift. That’s awesome perspective. Perspective that I think is missed often and it inspires me – to take chances, value to the people in my life and to recognize that one day my time will be up. When that clock is winding down and I’m taking inventory of my life – will it matter, will it be a gift?
Hey maaaaaan, Rob Lee here and I’ve gotten something for the first time. Today is Valentine’s day and usually I don’t get to in depth into my personal relationship but today I must write. I’ve written about girls I’ve dated in the past and I’ve detailed relationships or situationships – say it with me – situat-ion-ships – in the past. So, this is going to be a bit different.
It’s a Jungle out there
Mtrthenetwork has been my longest relationship. It has outlived two long-term relationships. In its infancy MTR was just Mastermind Team’s Robcast and I did the show with my girlfriend and he cousin. It was an ok show – some of those early episodes are dreadful but I learned my voice. When the relationship ended with my cohost, Tiffany. The show was in limbo – this was a period where I took a break for a few months and then linked up with Torin & Dann. This was in 2010. The show changed and was more focused on weird news and I was just hanging with my friends. Eventually I met a girl named Theresa and we dated for a few years. That relationship ended and MTR nearly did as well. So for the next 2 years, I dated frivolously. I was tired, drained and heartbroken. I was tired of experiencing that and aspects of the show suffered – namely that I wasn’t regularly producing episodes. Once I committed to non-commitment I was able to get back to dating. Oftentimes, I would talk and even blog about relationships. Mtrocast started as me and Rob Phoenix talking about online dating and relationships. Also, there is a Oneshot I did with Yolanda called ‘Rob is a thot’. That was an interesting time in the jungle.
A Love Supreme
In reality land, I worked at a college and under my nose while the aforementioned jungle shit was happening, a woman who would eventually be my friend, then lover, then salvation was working in a polka dot dress. Kumari, the Ku, my girlface, is great she’s helped me grow so much as a creator and as a person. I’m very happy and I’m taking more risks than I have ever when I comes to dating, creating and relating (I don’t know what I mean here but it rhymes and rules of three for comedy.) Mostly, I work routines and work out my own philosophy on life with her. That brings me to today I was at the current reality land job and I get a notice that there was a package for me – flowers. I was completely surprised and had no idea what it was – initially I thought stalker, ex-lover or secret admirer. All of which gave me a touch of anxiety. I opened it and read the card which reads “Even men like flowers” – which is something I said in conversation with Ku. I was a wonderful surprise and put a huge smile on my penis…I mean face.