*dust dust dust* *cough cough*

The post-pandemic urge to center more of my content into An Actual Website that I own/control is starting to hit critical mass: The ideas for fun and self-revealing pages and posts are building in my head, plans for what to do with old podcasts that got eaten when the old website was hacked, ways to crosslink my creative projects like fibercraft (Knitting, crocheting, spinning plarn) are taking hold and seem enticing enough to overcome the Activation Energy involved with, well, setting up and maintaining a website (even a very easy one, thanks WordPress) with any semblance of regularity.

One of the bigger things I’ll need to be okay-with is that this will most likely be For-Me. I’m not going to expect people (even my husband and besties) to regularly seek-it-out and even if they do, it’s going to be because I linked to a post/dive from my other socials. I’m not really seeking for it to become popular (or goodness forbid go viral) or make me money or even get me that much attention… and if it does become popular by itself or by relation to other things I have done, I’ll have to reassess what to do with it. I do have some fantasies of “Oh good, I’ve gotten myself a pack of trolls, I can have THEM go dig up all the problematic shit I’ve said/done over the years ago rather than having to go seek it out myself, that’ll make it much easier to address. Also, the moment trolls realize that they’re doing work for me for free, they’ll probably piss-off.”

But yeah, Hello again. My name is Peter. ‘Epilonious’ is a name I made up because I wanted to have the same moniker across 32354234635 different websites because my dabbling in Database Science showed me it’s always great to have a GUID. I’ve been on the Internet in it’s various forms for over 25 years, and It’s been a ride, lemme tell yah.

No really, sit down, ask. I will tell you.

You had me; you lost me: Regular Car Reviews

I don’t remember when I first saw RCR. I can’t remember whether it was the Miata (Track Day Bro) or the Corvette C4 (seauxoooo fahuunnnseaaaaa). I’m sure YouTube remembers, but I don’t want to dig through the metadata to find out and give Alphabet the satisfaction of letting me think their algorithms and tracking were helping Not Just Them.

Needless to say, as someone who has a Miata, and with a friend who was restoring a C4, I was hooked. Mr. Regular (nee. Brian) and Roman (nee. Nick) were perfect at not just describing what made a car wonderful, but the cultures around them too. They didn’t pull many punches on some of the things that made those cars and cultures suck as well. I followed and subscribed and joined the Reddit and bought merch and spent some money to have questions answered during the Youtube Live Streams… I considered joining the Patreon, I sent emails offering the Merkur up for review and was a bit to late as they had just finished a tour of the Southern US when I found his channel (and has only been back to get a Toyota Sera from ATL Imports and make fun of one of the car shows here).

Unfortunately, I was developing quite the classic Parasocial Relationship: I felt like the makers of RCR (especially Mr Regular) were becoming friends and I started to feel personally hurt when they offered up shitty reviews. And they started offering up a lot of shitty reviews, so many that it became a stereotype: If the car is a car that would have been loved/lauded if made between 1985 and 2003…. but made AFTER 2003… They’ll hate it. Oh and anything Mazda that isn’t a Miata.

Suddenly, thrifty and sensible appliance-cars are boring and nannying all the fun out of driving. They hate on the Kia Soul and the little-engined Mazda3. They would make a post bitching about the lack of flavor anything Nissan makes in the same channel they laud a well-kept Plymouth Horizon and an early 90’s Toyota Corolla.

Thus, RCR became something that used to cheer me up whenever I saw it, to something I had to be In a Good Mood to watch, and still sometimes had to steel myself incase it was a review that Mr. Regular made when he was grumpy because he drank too much and fucked up his bowels. And that’s not an over-reach on my part. The status of Mr Regular’s intestines is so prominent in his reviews that his bowels might as well be a third contributor to the show, which kinda sucks because it seems like Roman is probably the more solid writer of the two and The Really Shitty reviews seem like they are the times Roman took a break or otherwise couldn’t break Mr. R out of a funk.

I think the biggest reason I have grown afoul of Regular Car Reviews is that Mr. R reminds so much of myself, but a shittier version of myself I left behind a decade ago. He’s what I would be if I got more into my creative projects as a career and didn’t go as hard into Government/Tech, and it’s a weird juxtaposition because you’d think that my relative stability means I’d be the one to be more rant-ey and grumpy and less caring of what other people thought, but he’s the one that will skewer a car a lot of people like because the company that made it turned out a bad one his friend drove when he was in High School.

It’s not all bad, They started a secondary channel that doesn’t seem to be on a schedule or any sort of money. Therefore it drops all the pretention and excoriation and weirdness that I think most people have associated with RCR. It has more of the weird stuff that just happens to be going on in the creators life, and I haven’t had a “Ugh, that was a stinker and now I feel bad” reaction to any of those videos.


They Don’t Know Archive: Ep 92

This is an archive (read: old-ass) episode where Katie visits and we suffer through eating pizza rolls because mBmBaM. Eric also appears.

This is the first archive episode ever posted on the New Site… so it probably looks the most janky and has the weirdest description.