A PODCAST FOR THE ARENA
Senescence
THE STUFF THAT DIDN'T MAKE IT TO THE PODCAST!
Welcome to the part of Old Enough to Know Better where good judgment goes to die. This is Senescence… the corner of the internet we couldn’t quite cram into an episode without either breaking FCC guidelines or making grandma clutch at her chest.
Think of this as the podcast’s attic. Up here you’ll find the half-baked rants, the too-spicy-for-air tangents, and those glorious clips that were probably cut for “legal reasons.” (Our lawyer calls them “liabilities.” We call them “bonus content.” Tomato, tomahto.)
This is where the ravings live. The rants. The “what were we thinking?” videos. The unhinged takes, the awkward pauses, and the “maybe don’t put that on the internet” moments… which, lucky for you, we did anyway.
If you’ve ever thought, “I wonder what didn’t make it into the podcast,” congratulations. You’re about to find out why. Some of it is funny, some of it is questionable, and some of it will explain exactly why we’re Old Enough to Know Better… and still don’t care.
So scroll on. Enter at your own risk. And remember: you can’t unhear this.
Meet your host, E.G. Weiss: the old dog who has officially retired from learning new tricks because, frankly, most of them are stupid anyway. His idea of a productive day is biting someone who deserved it, laying on the porch like an entitled aristocrat, and hoping somebody finally remembers to scratch him behind the ears. He doesn’t chase cars anymore, just growls at them out of principle.
They say every dog has his day. Weiss had his day, well, his half-century plus, and now he’s just here to tell you what’s wrong with yours. Call it wisdom, call it bitterness, call it the world’s longest growl; either way, you’re stuck with it.
He insists that people should be nice to him because he’s “in transition”… from angry to really pissed off. That’s not personal growth; it’s just aging with style. His hobbies include glaring at idiots, sniffing out hypocrisy, and making you wonder if sarcasm counts as cardio (it does).
So, welcome to Old Enough to Know Better. Think of Weiss as that flea-bitten, porch-hogging mutt who’s seen it all, hates most of it, and still thinks he’s doing you a favor by barking at the moon. Don’t bother throwing him a bone; he’ll just chew it up and spit it back as a rant.
se·nes·cence
/səˈnes(ə)n(t)s/ noun
(seh-NEH-sents)
The process of growing old.
The condition or process of deterioration with age.
"leaves were measured after they reached full size and before they showed signs of senescence".