Ouch, My 30s!

Duval rapidly approaches 40, reflects on love both within himself and with others.

After escaping the Tampa Temptress, Duval finds himself in a relationship in New York--perhaps his first--and explores what it means to be a boyfriend and learns what a healthy relationship looks like.

Duval is seduced again by a raven hair temptress (she's a delight I'm just being dramatic) and re-inserts himself in the womb of New York City comedy for the winter.

Duval walks and talks through Tampa, Florida.

Duval and his confidant Brian Murnane discuss everything from how they almost man-broke-up during COVID to whether or not Ace Ventura was based on a true story. You don't want to miss this hilarious episode.

Duval reflects on the beauty of conclusions, dating awful Boston women and the neccesity of passing along knowledge from generation to generation.

Duval discusses stopping seeking friendship when their season has ended and what defines a good one. He also reads from the January 1988 issue of GQ featuring a smart suit worn by Tom Hanks.

Duval's back in the woods but building momentum as he learns how to better face his demons.

Duval reflects on the general state of people's temperament and bitterness, as well as the root of gun violence in America. No biggie.

Duval escapes the city of angels, finds a bit of solace in Wisconsin and ponders maternal comfort.

Duval reflects on the COVID PTSD the city of Los Angeles seems to be buried under, dating in L.A., as well as discussing being an elder millennial comedian, being attacked by the homeless and The Last of Us queer narratives.

Duval discusses powerful dreams, somatic trauma and LA weirdness.

Duval talks about getting laid off and relationships getting weird in the wake of COVID.

Duval escapes Nashville, heads home for some procedures and reflects on comfort.

Duval reflects on ambition, blowjobs and the path forward.

Hulk need companionship and also gets shot down by a girl in a wheelchair.   *VIDEO NOW AVAILABLE ON SPOTIFY*

The death of casual dating and a deep dive into Duval's depths.

Duval softens and ponders what it is to feel for other...hu-mons as well as the collective state of psychosis we're all in.

The tick kiss of death and a psuedo breakup send The Commodore down a dark path.

Duval's anger and stress finally takes a physical toll.  

A wellness check goes awry.

Duval's life is chaos and he tries to find "Normal" by laying in bed all day.

Duval analyzes mommy issues through Back to the Future 2.

Duval musters the stremph to Escape Kingston and finds his problems waiting for him in the City of Angels.

It's a bit early for champagne, Becky.

Duval gets asked to not speak his truth in front of a business.

Duval gets a therapist who checks her privilege a little too hard and talks about the first 2020 (un)Presidential debates.

Duval reminiscences about 9/11, scapegoating and the PTSD we're still fighting. 

In the midst of a global pandemic and economic uncertainty, Kingston gets exactly it needs:  A high-end, members only (subject to approval), co-working space.

Duval reflects on his birthday and rants about white liberals who think black people are as weak as they are.

Duval ponders where to go for a healthy birthday and tangles with lesbians once more.

Duval recalls visiting his father's medieval fortress and discusses Cognitive Behavioral Therapy...and white women.

Duval had some sangria and reflects on comfort and familiarity in his 30s vs chasing your dreams when it's a little harder to do so.

To quote David Chappelle, "White women, I support you.  But ya'll don't SHUT THE FUCK UP..."

Duval draws the correlation between rich white women, the liberal savior complex and how much black people can take.

Duval finds unexpected support from his stepdad and when he gets home, the rich white liberal gentrifiers have a new gig.

Duval wanders out into America amidst a pandemic.

Duval's dad breaks quarantine for some crab legs.

Fatherhood, in the sense of conscious begetting, is unknown to man. It is a mystical estate, an apostolic succession, from only begetter to only begotten. On that mystery and not on the madonna which the cunning Italian intellect flung to the mob of Europe the church is founded and founded irremovably because founded, like the world, macro and microcosm, upon the void. Upon incertitude, upon unlikelihood. Amor matris, subjective and objective genitive, may be the only true thing in life. Paternity may be a legal fiction. Who is the father of any son that any son should love him or he any son? - From “Ulysses” by James Joyce

From out of no where, after 33 years, Duval gets a Dad!

Duval discusses his incarcerated father's screenplay, the last time we were happy and wondering if we can ever start over.

Make your isolation a kingdom!

Rambling about working from home and whats next

Before, in your youth, depression was this ephemeral thing.  In your 30s, it takes a different toll.

Once I friend was simply a person you drank Smirnoff Ice with.  In your 30s, it's probably something different.

The beginning of riffing on the decade no one prepared us for.

Or how to podcast from your mothers garage.