We're back! We're back! This is the distraction I drew! That's for us! How you doing?

Roth? I'm good man. What's happening?

You got that post-election day glow about you?

Is that the word for it?

I was like, oh no one died!

Nice! I went back to the old me last night and the last thing I did before I logged off

of Twitter was sent a two minute video of over-the-top Tom Hallean strike calls to Lauren

Bobert.

That's not mature. It's not something that I'm proud of having done but it's something

that the 2015 version of me would have, I just would have stayed doing that, knocked on

to bed at all.

You know what I did? I was around eight o'clock. I was like, oh well I should be in the

form citizen and see how the returns are going.

And I was like, wait a second. I didn't watch this shit in 2020 and that shit went, they

came to clear Biden winner for like three fucking days.

And I was like, it was a midterm and I was like, I don't want to stay up just to watch

Santa take a shit down on my chimney. Like what's the point of that?

So I, it's like eight o'clock. I shut everything down. I got stoned. I thought about the Vikings

all night. I slept like a baby. I woke up and then like the papers were like, eh, things

are kind of pretty much the same. It's alright.

And I was like, yeah! Anyway, to strive to be smart like that.

But at some point in every person's life, you're entering like Dutch renter's name into

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