16 Years, People.
Today is the 16th anniversary of the first episode of WTF being posted. That’s fucking crazy.
I think I’m having a lot of feelings. I have a hard time identifying them because it’s a bit complex. When I look at the list of 16-hundred-and-something guests it’s daunting. You should look at it. It’s really astounding.
I have measured my life through Shure SM7 microphones. You have weighed it with me.
It’s interesting that most everything I have shared with you happened in real time for me. I don’t listen to the podcast and once I’m done talking either alone or with someone that is the last time I hear it. Then it goes to Brendan McDonald who, whether he likes it or not, is a good part of my living memory.
It all happened in an amplified fog. The time didn’t fly by but looking back at it because my memories are all tethered to real time I really have to reach back into them to find moments. So many. Moments.
I think it’s been good that the roll out to the end is so long. Sometimes it takes time to know in your bones that something is coming to an end. Anything. The evolution of grief, gratitude, relief, fear and some kind of loneliness that unfolds. And some attempt to see a new future starts to take hold.
I know I’ve been through a lot, almost all of it. Outside of having kids. I’ve shared most of it with you. The weird thing is some of you probably have more distinct memories of my life than I do.
I might need to catch up with myself. Fill in the blanks. Hear about what I went through from me. I might not do that for a while but I know I can.
It’s a strange thing to have done something for 16 years. Every one of those episodes was fully engaged. All I could give, I gave. It’s strange to feel like I missed something because I was all in. I missed what you got and now I’m reflecting.
It might be the long weekend. It might be the end of the summer. It might be the end of the world. There’s a weight to the silence that happens this time of year. I guess everyone is on vacation. I don’t know, but there is a reprieve from noise. At least for me. This weekend in particular feels so quiet and it’s so hot. Everything just slows down and I feel myself feeling the weight of what’s happening.
I’m trying to use the peace to find some peace in me and try to figure out how to sit in that. We’ll see.
Today I talk to Tim Heidecker. Smart guy. Funny guy. Thursday I talk to Spike Lee.
Enjoy!
Boomer, Monkey and LaFonda live!
Love,
Maron
