Hey, what's happened? I'm Mike Schmidt, 40-year-old boy podcast. Do I sound different? I probably do. I'm not going to lie to you.

This is Canadian exchange rate. My voice comes across like one-third as deep and rich as it usually is in America.

That'll also happen when you, a podcaster, someone who travels all the time for a living, someone who goes ahead and makes sure he remembers all the minutiae that he needs to pack into his bag, forgets to pack his

professional microphone. So, that's right. Let me just cut to the chase. Well, I guess the chase

has already been cut to. I forgot to pack a professional microphone, so I am here now.

And look, the only reason I'm able to do this now is because of the kindness in the heart of our listener, Tanya, who lives up here in Canada and is a lovely, perfect woman.

That seems like a weird leap.

Why is she a perfect woman for giving me a microphone?

Well, because if she doesn't, you're not hearing anything right now. And I know normally the show's coming out on Thursday

night anyway, and this just falls right into that pattern. But I didn't mean it. I,

uh, but I also don't want to, here's the thing. I don't want to go into what happened,

although I fucking forgot the microphone. It's like it's a long fucking story but i have to live in it and i don't have a

fucking show for you guys so uh so i'll tell you that story when i do a real podcast when will i do

that real podcast well guess what i'm planning on doing that real podcast tomorrow tomorrow

there's always tomorrow it's only a day away see can you just on? Can you just not get mad at me? Please? I'm a content provider when I'm providing content, although it's right now, it sounds like I'm Alexander Graham fucking bell, and I'm talking into a goddamn tin can, and you're listening to that, or tin can. Not a tin can, a tin can. It's all about enunciation, folks. Got to hit that proper word. I'm not talking into a tin can. Not a tin can, a tin can. It's all about enunciation, folks. You got to hit that proper word.

I'm not talking into a tin can. I'm talking into a tin can. I can't imagine how much your ears are

bleeding now listening to me do this. But I'll tell you what, as much as your ears are bleeding,

that's how much your eyes would be bleeding if you could be watching me right now recording this because Tanya, again, God-lover. It's just a lovely person. Her and her husband,

Mike, have been prompt and helping me out every minute I've been here in Canada. I may be

exaggerating because I don't know what else to say about her and him. They're just cool.

They're my friends.

But here's the thing.

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