I'm fine. Oh, wow, wow. Now we're talking. Hey folks, welcome to the show on a Wednesday how you is what it was

Dallas making some adjustments to the lights

Trying to tone down my beauty

Got an age spot on my cheek looks like somebody hit me with a bucket of

shit. Don't appreciate it. How are you guys doing?

Hi. Hi, Hi everybody, it's showbiz.

Yeah, and what's funny, it was actually not anything new.

It was an old light that's now starting to fuck up. Well naturally, naturally,

it's just like getting old, shit starts breaking off and running down. I give my

analogy about getting old is you're in a fucking car.

You know, when your car starts, shit starts going, you're like, oh, time to sell it.

You can't do that. You're stuck in this car. You have a hard problem is your transmission.

That type of shit's breaking off, but you can't sell it. You gotta drive it till it

fucking... sell it. You gotta drive it till it fucking.

Yeah, until you hit a wall.

All right, folks.

Yeah, Wednesday.

I'm trying to think anything eventful.

I read an article. I think we're doing a story on it about sleep.

And I agreed with everything about it because I'm the worst.

I never got over getting excited about staying up late. You know I mean? I remember in high

school being up till three, me and my buddy Murph on the fucking phone, we were just

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