Welcome to Fitstog Radio. I'm a little groggy today. Not gonna lie to you. I just flew back from...

Where was I? Philadelphia. Yesterday, early morning, and I didn't adjust to the time change.

I didn't woke up this morning at like 5am. I tried to do some crossword puzzles to wake up. That didn't work.

I left to come to the studio. I got here and realized that I left my wallet at home. I had to double back

and get my wallet. Made a second cup of coffee. I then poured a buttermilk into it instead of cream.

Drank it anyway. Not bad. Made a stumble on something. And now I'm in my office

banging this out. Gonna go do somebody else's podcast now.

Kurt Braunohler, I think. I think. I can't remember. There's two curts.

There's Kurt Braunohler and Kurt, uh... What's the other guy's name? One of them.

Both great guys. Both good guys. I just have no fucking brain whatsoever right now.

So, uh... Watched. What did I do last? Oh god. I watched the bear last night. I love the bear.

If you haven't seen it, it's on Hulu. I think it originally airs on FX and I watch it on Hulu.

And great acting, great writing, loved the scenario, Chicago, all that.

But they're trying to hard this season. They are pushing it so fucking hard with the quick cuts

and the yelling and the stress and the camera coming in for these... The close-ups go from the

chin to the eyebrows. If you're lucky, sometimes even tighter than that. It's unnerving.

You can't watch more than one episode at a time. You need to go take a walk around the block

after the intense. But last, I'm not gonna do a spoiler alert, but...

Jesus Christ. The direction. I mean, are they just giving everybody aterol and then scaring the

shit out of them? Jamie Lee Curtis practically has a fucking heart attack. And the close-up,

you can see her fucking pores. You can see the mascara on the corner of her eyelash. It's fucking insane.

We get it. Italians are loud. Got it. We saw it on the godfather with James Conn.

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