YYYYW: Kautiously Optimistic
Our first health scare of the year and we didn’t even make it to the Super Bowl yet.
Don’t worry, it’s not kancer… or even cancer.
Yet!
take these, for these are my podcasts…
Our first health scare of the year and we didn’t even make it to the Super Bowl yet.
Don’t worry, it’s not kancer… or even cancer.
Yet!
It’s our 20th Anniversary Year, by George!
Tonight we celebrate past ‘New Year’s Steves’ such as Perry and Winwood and we crown a new one… so let the black smoke rise as this Conclave has concluded.
Oh and fuck 2024, and fuck U2 as well.
Ho ho ho… ho. There’s 4 Beatles you know…
I mean there’s 2 now.
MIXMAS WEEK rolls on and on and on…
Let’s do some drugs tonight!
I’m back. And late with this show but also early, somehow, as well. And I am a liar.
These days off are killing our playoff momentum!
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’.
Just making some small adjustments here… so relax, assholes. But also enjoy the show!
I guess it’s a SUNDAY OPEN SHOW now. RIP to my Uncle Chris.