We'll get to Weekend Observations with our boy, Teabobb.

It's so good to see you, dude.

Seeing you in person, man.

It's like a whole different experience.

It really is.

It's pretty wild.

Those who listen know that I love you dearly.

And I guess we've talked a lot at this point, which again is pretty cool for me to reflect on.

But yeah, but now the day after I turned 37, Taylor, what a birthday present. Happy belated. I got to meet Stu in person. It only took me 37 years. Yeah. But I have finally accomplished my life's goal. Yes. And you're thanking Taylor for this, huh? I mean, I had to drag Taylor here. No, no. So, Teabob, you know how there's like somebody's profession is the keeper of the cup? Yeah. He's the keeper of the stew. I'm the keeper of the gods. Yeah, the keeper of the gods. It's a lot to keep up with. No, in fact, Big Cat just sent me a text as a reminder to reach out to someone in Tahoe. He wants a particular hotel, and he put Taylor on the text because he knows I'm not going to get it done unless Taylor is on that text, and he knows I'm not going to make that call unless Taylor fucking reminds me, still you've got to make that call for Big Cat. Look, you just got to focus. You're like, how much money does LeBron put into his body in the off season?

It's like $20 million or something?

Look, you're just focused on being, you're focused on the fucking sports talk.

Yes.

Given the people that takes that help us get through this drudgery, whatever you say of real

life.

I mean, how fucking depressing were the Super Bowl commercials?

Just all AI, pharma, gambling, prediction markets.

It's like I have truly lived to see the Blade Runner dystopian future that I feared so much.

The AI commercials especially really piss me off.

Because like the conceit of each one is, oh, look how easy it is to do this thing that

we used to pay a human being for.

Right.

And we're supposed to be like, oh, fuck yeah.

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