In you go.

Here you go.

It is Monday.

It is Monday, November 18th, 2004.

Welcome to the first episode of this week in November.

I can't even do it.

I tried.

I spent yesterday trying to rehearse what it would be like to watch something buffering and grainy.

And it's not great for the audio for people listening.

But if you're watching, I was trying to have it like the old movies when I was growing up where they were dubbed and it was always wrong.

If you're 40% of the audience, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Mouth dip, what, saying, and you can't figure it out.

That's what people thought during the Netflix fight.

They thought that they had gone back in time.

I want to talk about a few things.

I'm leading off with this because I was on a plane Friday night, landed, made it to the hotel,

and I assumed I texted Coca because I assumed I'd missed the fight.

And I didn't get to the hotel until midnight on Friday.

And I realized that it was coming on because he said, hey, it's about to start. So I

opened the iPad after checking into the room, figuring out getting on Wi-Fi inside the hotel,

click this, agree to these terms, never read them, of course. The enhanced internet, $9.99.

But wait a minute, if you are a member of our frequent flyer, you stay here often because you're a loser, then it's free, but you have to go to the front desk, whatever.

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