
…..due to an unforeseen, itsy-bitsy technical burp (NO AUDIO) We’ll have out to ya just as soon as we possibly can
…..due to an unforeseen, itsy-bitsy technical burp (NO AUDIO) We’ll have out to ya just as soon as we possibly can
Because Phil is an occasional asshat, he forgot last Friday’s chat so Wednesday, it’s a bonus chat at 9 PT. Come on and hang out with us….
Chris Norton talks about a new informal men’s group he’s formed for Sunday mornings called “The Sons of the Mexican Scramble.” They discuss their different Saturday night escapades and Pastor Rennick takes him to task… Later Margaret debates Herb Sewell on Orson Welles.
Chris Norton talks about a new informal men’s group he’s formed for Sunday mornings called “The Sons of the Mexican Scramble.” They discuss their different Saturday night escapades and Pastor Rennick takes him to task… Later Margaret debates Herb Sewell on Orson Welles.
Johnny and his wife Ruth were down from Santa Cruz. We had the chance to dine with a guy that’s had our back for years, helping us with all kinds of unimaginable SHIT! (sorry)…
Thank you Johnny Beane..
How could this happen, you ask…. This past week has been a hell ride. That’s all I can answer. A hell ride…
But tonight at 9 PT….we chat
It’s another “Letter To My Baby” as our heartbroken hero remembers a few more details of the ill-fated love affair from his seat on his luggage at the LA bus terminal…
Our hero has a few more thoughts about why they failed in Hollywood …. before his Greyhound for home boards …..
Mavis Leonard, in one of her darker moments, tells Phil that she taught gun safety to her grandchildren by shooting the family dog. Yep. Twisted. From May 2001.
It’s Jack Brainerd with “I’m Disturbed By This.” Mr. Brainerd, with a sexual assault against a minor charge and a no-contact order against him, proceeds to lecture the audience about today’s metal music. It’s not Satanic, says Brainerd. It’s worse. It’s rude, insolent, and lazy with guys screaming their death growl right in your face.