Hey guys, it's Mike. This is episode number 212 of the way I heard it. It's better than good. It's done.

That's the title I'm going with. It's better than good. It's done. And it starts with a true story

that takes place in the blink of an eye. It's the story of a daredevil on his

deathbed who looks back at his remarkable life moments before shuffling off his mortal coil

and recalls the many high-speed chases that defined his career. That's followed by another

true story that features a series of low-speed chases starring yours truly.

Those chases involve a Lincoln Navigator, the official car of Evening Magazine, which I had the pleasure of driving during my tenure as the co-host of one of the strangest jobs I've ever had.

A job that allowed me to chase opportunity and freebies with reckless abandon all over San Francisco.

Evening Magazine was one of those gigs that turned out to be way more important than I thought it would be.

And the guy who hired me for that job is called Michael Orkin, and he's my guest on today's show.

Mike Orkin is without question the best boss that I've ever had.

Why?

Well, for starters, he hired me without an audition and allowed me to do things on local television

that nobody's ever done before.

I referred to the important business of collecting the sperm from bulls, artificially

inseminating cows, crawling through sewers in prime time, and exploring feces from every species.

It was Michael Orkin who allowed me, in spite of his boss's strenuous objections,

to develop a segment called Somebody's Got to Do It, which of course went on to become

dirty jobs. In short, I owe the guy a debt. I can never repay. So I ask him to come on the

podcast today just to catch up and recall a few of the moments that made my time

at Evening Magazine. So memorable. I also wanted to thank him for summing up in just a few words,

the challenge of producing a daily show, which he did succinctly one evening during a last-minute

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