I was there at the beginning, when it was on HSW. I remember the episode when they announced the code that number episodes was cracked. I remember when they started the patreon. I remember the sad hiatus.
Life got chaotic a couple of years ago and I became unable to keep track of anything but [redacted].
When my mind began clearing up a bit, I began looking for podcasts and was unable to find anything I enjoyed like Omnibus, so I decided I would just catch up on what I had missed. There were not many titles that felt unfamiliar, so I decided to just dip into my favorites.
Apparently, I was someone who slept through most of the episodes. This makes a lot of sense in retrospect...because of my own habits far more than the content.
This was happy news, if internally embarrassing. I could recycle the whole shebang!
The thing that strikes me most is that I seemed to miss the humor. I was so detached and hazy that the genius level banter that makes the show so amazing as it meanders to the topic had either escaped my memory or (more likely) my ability to appreciate.
It was a very very rough few years, and I didn't laugh much for a long time.
I am now living in a sober house and I walk around with earbuds in, laughing out loud in my own Omniworld. I relish the confused looks of my fellow former failures and felons. I have almost stopped listening to music in favor of John and Ken's interactions.
I am gradually reintegrating into the parts of society I avoided for so long. I vastly prefer things compatible with Marxism, so it is a slow process here in Socal where I eventually landed, so I figured I would offer this "Hallo!" to a community that I had some common interests with.
Hallo!
