Grownups Are Lucky

The entire Grownups Are Lucky content production team dug down deep to put together several minutes of wildly unnecessary verbage.

We’re still at it. And we still have no idea what it is. But also it is you, listening, and then saying to yourself, “They are still at it, and I have no idea what it is.”

Some people go places and then things happen to them and those things are bad for them, but not necessarily bad for their predators.

Oh man, maybe things are getting better, but are they not also getting worse? Mathematically speaking, really bad + fucking horrifying + inhuman - a few bad people perhaps temporarily = still very bad.

This is one of those cute stories where you think: Well, I guess that was cute, if you are into that sort of thing in a miniature story.

Some great feelings taste great together. Some don’t. Who’s thirsty?

The person to whom we have ceded all power is emotionally stunted and in steep mental decline.

We really don’t know if, how, or when our shit is going to hit the fan, so we should probably catch up on the back log of television programs and then maybe pick up some canned goods. Maybe also one of those new shit umbrellas.

We decided to get generous and release a bonus episode that we think will be a lot of fun to play out loud while you play at home with your Congressional action figures.

Sometimes it’s not who you are but who you hope to be, and sometimes you hope to be that person by being with someone you hope will be like the exciting people you’ve seen in the movies. Here’s to hoping.

Awful stuff plus awful people plus your face equals can't miss entertainment.

Some conversations can take an entire life time to finish given all the digital screeches and reception blackouts.

What if the attending nurse knows more about our loved one than we do?

When an awkward exchange at the dinner table leads to passive aggressive suicide, don’t assume love isn’t right around the corner.

It is terrible when terrible things happen.

If we are running off a cliff, and there were a way to step back and watch us all run off a cliff, would you do so, or would you be the first to take the leap?

The future is here, and don’t worry, if you can earn enough money, you will have a romantic partner for life, or at least until their warranty runs out.

Do you giggle when people talk to you about people going poo poo and the subsequent cleanup rituals involved? Just curious.

Life is a long slog leading up to the enviable retirement where we hold our partners hand while listening to the soft sounds of landscaped idyll .

Being told to relax is not relaxing.

Traffic is a condition. Cars are not people. Roads are not for people. People run out of gas. People are not cars. Roads are not metaphors for life. Life is always eventually over.

You never know which new buzzing current may or may not be responsible for your recent loss of eyelashes.

The television viewing couch is a place where things sometimes almost never happen.

If this podcast doesn’t cut your dinner preparation time in half we’ll give you your money back no questions asked.