#384: Good Night, Nurse
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My dad had an operation.
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#383: Artificial Intelligence & Real Stupidity
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I make an AI version of my voice, I am a horrible friend, and Cousin Ronny (River) is a cowboy...
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#382: If It's Fixed Don't Break It
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I switched to "less expensive" health insurance, tried to get AI to make me a Me, and finally fixed the washer and dryer...I think.
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381: Cyanide & Hot Water
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I bought a Koke Zeero laced with cyanide, got new glasses that are useless, called in "sick," and tried to fix the leaking shower...
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#380: Hugo
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I talk about Hugo, our dog.
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#279: A Picture Requires a Thousand Words
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I talk about not wanting to go to the "Black Chipotle," getting COVID twice, the proper way to write an obituary, & card tricks, bald guy hair maintenance, and how I am no good at reacting to getting a traffic ticket...
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#378: Don’t Call It a Comeback…
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After a bit of an extended hiatus (almost 3 years?), I am back with the usual nonsense about restroom phone etiquette, rabid raccoons, the Bitterest Pill connection to possibly the greatest movie ever made, my version of TikTok, and my expertise in installing smart thermostats…
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#377: What's a Middle-Aged White Guy to Do?
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I drive to Arizona with my eyes closed and sleep with them open.
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#376: Somethin's (Almost) Bruin
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I went to a football game. Well, two. I think. Jimmy drove us. I "talked" sports and drank a third of a beer. The song at the end of the episode is Autumn Leaves by Jimmy the Limo Driver, aka .
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#375: We'll Have Time (Right?)
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I go to a wedding, I go to Michigan and I go back in time. It's good to be back...
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I had to go to IKEA to return a rug, a floor lamp, and two desk lamps. But, before I could do that, I had to find the receipt for the floor lamp and the desk lamps. And, before I could do THAT, I had to remember everything I did on the day I bought the lamps. I could remember what I wore, what I didn’t wear, what I paid with, where I parked, where I couldn’t take a cart… What I couldn’t remember was where I stashed the damned receipt.
At some point during this recording, I had to change microphones. I think my trusted Audio-Technica AT3035 (discontinued) mic finally gave out. I took a few moments to mourn the passing of an old friend, and quickly replaced it with another mic. Listen, I love the old mic, but the show must go on. Right?
I tell a story about having to drive to Burbank to buy a telescope on the same day I had lunch with my old college friend the celebrity priest. I hit a lot of traffic on the way to lunch, so the trip to a lot longer than I expected. Or could stand.
The photo above is of BEER.