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Blogger’s Message: The Cheer In Review

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Artist’s rendition of my smile.

Mr. Editor, Mr. Blogger’s Apprentice (unpaid), members of the WordPress community, fellow Abyssians, dear reader:

I am happy. I am elated. I am full of good cheer.

Yes, it has been a banner year for negativity. The future is so bright I have to wear shades. Just make sure the lenses are made out of lead to stop the radiation.

To my apprentice, let me say this: Make no mistake, I need another trenta caramel frappuccino with whipped cream. Go get me one.

In short, there’s good news on every possible horizon. Hyppo and Critter have made up and are getting along famously. The Guru on the top of the mountain is only giving out good advice. Our son has outgrown his gerbil phase and is treating us decently. Hell, I’ve even forgiven my #boss and we kissed and made up. There is no pain. I am not crying.

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Abyss Love Songs hashtag What What

boba-fettI’ve learned that Twitter is the perfect place to hide my most intimate thoughts with little risk of them ever being discovered. Fiendishly clever, eh? For some time I’ve been using Twitter to send out long distance dedications using the hashtag #AbyssLoveSongs. No one ever suspected a thing.

Let’s tune in and take a listen to the chilled, ambient grooves of Young Guru in Love, shall we?

I Got Wipes #AbyssLoveSongs

I Want To Eat Your Bran #AbyssLoveSongs

Don’t Bring A Strife To A Fun Fight #AbyssLoveSongs

All I Wanna Do Is A Shroom Shroom #AbyssLoveSongs

Another One Rides The Truss #AbyssLoveSongs

Be My Shover #AbyssLoveSongs

Saturday Night’s Alright For Biting #AbyssLoveSongs

Dangers In The Night #AbyssLoveSongs

Born To Be Mild #AbyssLoveSongs

Snub Will Keep Us Together #AbyssLoveSongs

You’ll Never Wok Alone #AbyssLoveSongs

I’m No Excited #AbyssLoveSongs

You’ve Got A Fiend #AbyssLoveSongs

What Part Of Ho Don’t You Understand #AbyssLoveSongs #AbyssChristmasSongs #holiday

Everybody Regret Now #AbyssLoveSongs

Come Flail Away #AbyssLoveSongs

Does Anybody Really Know What Slime It Is #AbyssLoveSongs

Where Did You Peep Last Night #AbyssLoveSongs

It’s My Bacardi I’ll Fry If I Want To #AbyssLoveSongs

In The Middle Of The Spite #AbyssLoveSongs

Sweet Child In Brine #AbyssLoveSongs

Welcome To The Fungal #AbyssLoveSongs

Bit Me Baby One More Time #AbyssLoveSongs

Hitch A Snide #AbyssLoveSongs

Can’t Guile Without You #AbyssLoveSongs

Return To Blender #AbyssLoveSongs

We Will Block You #AbyssLoveSongs

RT @Metalworks4: @shoutabyss #AbyssLoveSongs Whole Lotta Glove (as sung by a proctologist)

LARP Dressed Man #AbyssLoveSongs

You’re The One That I Taunt #AbyssLoveSongs

Afternoon Be Fright #AbyssLoveSongs

Don’t Go Staking My Heart #AbyssLoveSongs #vampiric

Ring Of Ire #AbyssLoveSongs

I Want To Hold Your Gland #AbyssLoveSongs

When I Kneed You #AbyssLoveSongs

Put Your Head On My Sleepy Hollow #AbyssLoveSongs

Survivor: Abyss Island – The Dead Reonion Show Part Duh

The Tom B. Taker Show podcastAt long last, here it is. Finally, the wait is over. The Survivor: Abyss Island reunion show has arrived. The production team was been hard at work crunching the audio. We apologize it took a few extra days. It’s a dirty thankless job and many hours of blather were left on the cutting room floor. (This is the part where you thank me. This shit could have been longer.)

This is part two of the world famous audio interview.

Make the shark jump for the link.

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Survivor: Abyss Island – The Dead Reonion Show (Audio!)

The Tom B. Taker Show podcastAt long last, here it is. Finally, the wait is over. The Survivor: Abyss Island reunion show has arrived. The production team was been hard at work crunching the audio. We apologize it took a few extra days. It’s a dirty thankless job and many hours of blather were left on the cutting room floor. (This is the part where you thank me. This shit could have been longer.)

Following 39 grueling days on the island, my host/wife thought it would be a good idea to interview me proving, once again, her host powers went completely to her head. Like a freshly broken down cabazon filet I was grilled for 40 whopping minutes until I was crisp and completely blackened. I was too afraid to say no.

My wife even solicited questions from “fans” of the show. Poor lost souls.

Wearing only my tribe buff and a Survivor shot glass repeatedly full of tequila, my wife wisely got me mostly hammered before going all 60 Minutes on my ass. The interview lasted an interminable 40 minutes and has been broken into two parts. At the bottom of this post is a link to part one of the audio interview.

Make the shark jump for the link.

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Survivor: Abyss Island – It’s All Over Except For The #TMI

Teaser: House of Cards challenge.

Teaser: House of Cards challenge.

As I write this it is early Wednesday morning on Day 40. Survivor: Abyss Island is over. It feels surreal to be back in what most of you call “civilization” and totally take for granted. Now is my time to feel morally superior.

Day 40. The heady stuff of legend. A day that all true Survivors, like myself, dream about until our poor little heads feel funny and oogey.

Right now, in the kitchen, I’m using a thing called a “coffee maker” to make an entire pot of coffee. Wow! What will they think of next? I’ll be damned but it actually feels weird. Luckily I haven’t forgotten how. I had just enough leftover reward coffee in my stash so I gleefully dumped it all in the machine. To think; I actually used to hoard this stuff! Ahhhh. Civilization, warts and all, apparently has some advantages.

“Wait a minute. Wait a minute. You know, this is – excuse me – a damn fine cup of coffee. I’ve had I can’t tell you how many cups of coffee in my life and this, this is one of the best.”

Yeah, after 39 days on a metaphorical island I am wont to talk to myself. It’s a dirty thankless job but someone has got to do it. I mean talking to myself. Are you even listening to me?

With my new Survivor-heightened senses, I’m ready to go out and take on the day. Everything is bigger, better and bolder than it ever was before. I do not wish to commit the irrevocable sin of over-sensationalism so I will strive to remain subtle and employ my usual deft touch.

Flavors are bolder. The air is airier. Time is timier. Meaning is meaner. Touch is luxurious. The scents in the air are dreamier. Everything is so goddamned delicious. I’ve picked up the habit of licking everything in the house. Mmmmm… Lead paint!

My God!!! I’ve never felt so alive!!!

This experience has quite literally changed my life. Nothing will ever be the same again. Ever. The old Tom B. Taker is dead. I am the new me. This just might be the next step in human evolution. I’m poised delicately on the cusp of leaving this mortal body behind and transforming into an ethereal being of pure energy and light.

See? I can do subtle. Big time subtle.
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Abyss Island: Taking Inventory

treat-trayThere are pros and cons to everything, I guess. On one hand I’m stranded alone, a forgotten castaway, forced to live on nothing but beans and rice. On the other hand, there is reduced competition for my parking spot. (meekly) Yeah, me.

So here we are. Day 36. Only three more days to go. Rather than wasting my time doing tai chi on the beach, I thought I’d take a few minutes out of my busy schedule to catch you up on the comings and goings of the indigenous peoples on Abyss Island.

Joy for you. Yet another post where I talk about myself. Who said this blog doesn’t have a theme? It’s me! Me, me, me and an extra serving of me! And me for dessert with sprinkles on top.

That’s just sick, really.

Let’s approach cautiously lest we startle the beast.

Last we heard our intrepid Survivor had won a reward challenge…
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Survivor: Abyss Island – Day 1 Recap

abyss-islandSurvivor Day 1: “It Consumes The Nourishment Or It Gets The Hose.”

My idea was a simple one: Eat like a Survivor for 39 days and get a wee taste of what the food situation is like on the hit TV show.

I’m halfway through Day 2 and I can tell you this: Yowza! This is no small thing.

My food yesterday consisted of rice, kidney beans, raw coconut and banana. With no salt. (That’s a biggie.) And I fell 500 calories short of my 1,500 calories per day goal.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

I made the classic Survivor blunder. I neglected the social game.

In other words, I had no idea what my wife had lying in wait. The Host with the Most has turned my little experiment into something bigger than I expected.

I’m afraid.
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