YYYYW: Sans Oates Show
It’s not that I have anything against John Oates personally – I mean I have the dude’s autograph… it’s just that he didn’t fit with tonight’s show is all.
Again, nothing personal, John. Keep Rockin’.
take these, for these are my podcasts…
It’s not that I have anything against John Oates personally – I mean I have the dude’s autograph… it’s just that he didn’t fit with tonight’s show is all.
Again, nothing personal, John. Keep Rockin’.
Two Show Friday? Yeah. Two Show Friday! You’re welcome, friends.
And yes, tonight’s show probably should’ve been rolled into the ‘Friendsgiving’ show in November.
And to answer your most burning of questions: Applejack is my favorite.
1 teaspoon sugar, 3 dashes Angostura bitters, 1 teaspoon water, 2 ounces bourbon (or rye whiskey, if preferred), garnish: orange twist… then add about an hour of fantastic music curated by Your Host… and there ya go!
While putting together this show, I said to myself ‘I think I’ve done this show before’.
I had. So about twenty minutes into this show I said ‘fuck it’ and I O’Rourke’d you.
You’re welcome.
Happy Birthday to Sal and Brandon… and fuck Led Zeppelin while we’re at it, because Jimmy Page is a pedophile.
I think Mia Culpa is actually a midfielder for the US Women’s National Soccer Team.
Man walks down the street, asks listeners to choose a random show title from a list he’s been curating for quite some time now… maybe it’s his first time around…
I REALLY missed a slam-dunk joke by not saying ‘enjoy the show, ass-proles’.
Happy Labor Day!
I was bored today and had some free time.
It happens.
Not gonna apologize for it.