A Flacid Bat, Loose Teeth, And A Butt's Suction Cup

Season 1, Episode 4

This one comes on my final week on terestrial radio. Even though this endeavor marks a new direction, the old signs look the same. Tonight, (A Tuesday?!), will be my last broadcast as a quote, “On Air Talent.” I only mention this because it feels like the day is, like, four hours too short. I’m sure tomorrow will be odd when I discover the day actually has 28 hours and I will begin to be bored enough to wonder how many fingers will fit into my rectum.

This show was conceived as an outlet for my 87 year old ma to stay sharp, which she is, and to stay interested in life as her peers ride off into the ether. However, I am starting to feel some creative ownership on the content and production. It can be better. I will see to it.

BTW, whenever someone passes on, I have taught my 87 year old ma to do an impression of DJ Khaled.

“Another one.”