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Hola, hello friends. How are you today? I'm doing well, thanks for asking. You're listening

to the Duncan Trussle Family Hour podcast. I've been working, believe it or not, I've been

trying to get this episode up since Monday. It is now Thursday, and I'm just struggling

with coming up with some kind of intro for this thing, because I guess I'm so impressed

with the day's guest that I want an intro that in some way will equal the awesomeness

of this human being. I've completely failed in every single possible intro to this thing.

No matter what I do, everything that I say just seems kind of phony, and I don't know,

like I'm trying too hard, or I'm not trying hard enough, or I'm trying to be funny. I

think that's the effect that Zen has on me. It's just this rock that my mind always crashes

against and then falls apart in the face of. It kind of cuts through all the games, and

I don't know. I just don't understand it. I don't understand Zen. I don't even think

I understand Buddhism, and the whole course of trying to, or court opening monologues

to sort of like, here's what I think Buddhism is. I'll listen to it and realize that I

don't understand Buddhism or the philosophy of Buddhism at all. Then when I talk about

Buddhism and say I don't understand it, then I feel like I'm trying to be Buddhist by

saying I don't understand it. It's just like electrical fence that my brain touches

and just freaks out over. I'm not doing an opening monologue. All the opening monologues

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