The Ray Oral, once again, the smartest half of the world proofcast, takes to the ether

from the salubrious confines of the South Bay's most majestic comedy, Emporium located

right here on 2nd, in the gracious homeless people district of San Jose, near where the

stealth trams rule all night and day, and the bizarre, safe way that's sort of trying

to be your friend. It's the San Jose improv, ladies and gentlemen,

hooray for the South Bay. It's nice to be back here. I'm of course from San Carlos,

California, which is but a short jaunt up the freeway, about halfway to San Francisco

from here. To orient you, those listening out there in Proofcastland, as we take to the

ether once again and try to join hearts and minds and let our frontal lobes be together

and let our oracles share the same common blue blood, and as we oxygenate it one more

time, sending it back out into the universe and hoping for a positive response. If that

doesn't work, it's going to be dick jokes and drinking all through the night. So people

listen all around the world. If you're listening around the world right now and you know where

you are in the world, I presume I'm coming to Helsinki soon. I hope you're listening

there. And you're like, well, this is funny. I don't know how you talk. And it's a great

time to light one up. Pour one down. If you're going to make some tea, you might want to

spike that tea. If you're looking after children now, this is an awesome time to take your

couple of valium. I'm swear to God. Children are so demanding. They're always like, I'm

hungry and whatnot. And are you going to feed me? I'm tired now. And you're like, look,

I'm high. What you need to do is watch Baby Einstein forever and ever and shit. And

they're like, I'm nine. And you're like, I don't care anymore. So that's how that works.

I noticed there's a lot of uneasy laughter. Apparently a lot of you left your children

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