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A Podcast of the Cinema

Is your mouth full of salty pork fat?

Not anymore.

Not a euphemism or anything.

No.

Excellent.

Can you still taste it, though?

I can.

Yeah.

It's in your loving memory, though, though.

Oh, how the ghost of you lingers. Is there a problem with the sound board? What do you do? What's going on? My headphones. You seem distracted from my important discussion about salty pork fat. Sorry, my headphone volume got turned down and then it just, everything felt like it was not loud enough, but it just did. And the volume of the actual recording is fine. It's fine. It was your headphones. My headphones. This is reminiscent of the days when I used to have trouble with my headphones. And you would mock me for it. And we solved it by... Incessantly. And you not wear them. You would mock me for it incessantly, even though none of it was ever my fault. Everything is your fault. And yet, I continue

to slow roast giant pork shoulders in the oven

for you. And I am grateful. As a gesture of love.

I'm very grateful. From husband to husband.

I'm, that was some delicious pork.

It ain't even dinner time. We've just been nibbling on it since it came out of the oven about an hour or two ago. Cut an awful little snips. Well, it's because you can't have dinner tonight. Well, not just yet. You can't have any dinner tonight. You've been bad. No, I have to slip out to Playa Vista.

You've got to go to Playa Vista.

In fact, we have exactly one hour to do this podcast.

Okay.

Because you have to go to Playa Vista to see Matrix.

Yes.

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