Recent Podcasts of Love
Hey. Easy. There's not much here yet. Lighten up.
About "No. Really. But, thanks."
Sometimes you need to listen to something. Sometimes you need to feel wanted. Sometimes you need to hear people who are like you.
If that's the case, then you are screwed because this podcast offers nothing like that.
In fact, we aren't sure what it offers. Opinions. Guests. Stuff.
Please don't tell our Moms.
Percentage of Uselessness
THINGS YOU WILL LEARN
TIMES YOU WILL LAUGH
THE NUMBER 100 IN A CIRCLE
The Voices in Your Head
These are the people on the podcast. Aren't they be-yoo-tee-ful?
She’s also an unfortunate napper and dozes off in uncomfortable spots.
OUR PET CAT, STEVENS
Here's where you can find us on the Interwebs!
We can "just be friends" on Social Media. You can hear our podcasts on many of these sites too.
Things From Our Blog
Sometimes we don't speak. Sometimes we write.
This morning on my train, during ticket collecting time…
Hang on. I need to connect to the internet.
I love irony. I love physics. I love taking laws of physics out of context.
I also hate vegetables.
And thus was created a new law!
Youch. Yep, youch.
A shitty few weeks here in Briland. Got me some thyroid fun plus some crazy Vertigo!
Couldn’t open my eyes and even then the little paisley floaters behind my eyelids were spinning.
Not sure what to say here.
I have this freaky ability to lip-synch live talk. I often so this to people standing next to me who are annoying me. Hmmm… maybe I am the annoying one?
On my morning commute I play a game called “New Planet.”
The rules are simple.
I select people who I would take to form a utopian society on a new planet; selection is done before my morning coffee kicks in.
When someone in your household buys a sword, you can think two things:
1) He’s going to murder us in our sleep.
2) We should throw fruit and try to slice it!
All eyes turned to me and it was deemed that if I wanted to spice things up and have a video, I should do it.
I’m a dumb ass…but then I decided I could rise to the challenge.
I have a special needy request.
And, of course, a poor online CSR can’t help me out.
God bless her little soul.
Nordstrom’s won’t let me discuss “The Tire!”
In fact, it seems that they might have no idea what I am talking about.
Local restaurant hates my use of words… and I don’t even pick on the “vegetables.”
Do I need to say more?
So there was this dream I had where I got laid by the most beauti…. nah, there wasn’t.