Hey, welcome to Fitzdog Radio. I'm your host Greg Fitzsimmons. We decided to go solo this week. It's just me. Just me. Talking. Maybe this is the show, you know?

Booking guests is a big part of the effort of this show.

And I don't know, do I need them?

Do I need guests?

You tell me.

So we're going to give this a shot.

We do this once in a while. I like to just catch up with

you guys, let you know what's going on. I'm here in L.A. I think it's October 1st when you hear

this, and it is fucking heaven. I went in the ocean yesterday, rode some waves, played golf today, jumped in the hot tub.

I mean, you can shit on California all you want. It's good living. It is, you know, the people are not

bright. You feel smarter than most people.

You feel a little old and a little unattractive, but you make up for it by calling yourself an intellectual among a very low bar, among a not, a not.

And I feel like I've gotten dumber out here, but who cares?

You know, what am I going to be miserable somewhere else?

I don't know.

Anyway, just in Connecticut this weekend, I did the Mohegan Sun Casino.

And ticket sales the first night. Little Light.

And I'll tell you why. This is a comedy club that is

in the middle of nowhere in Connecticut.

And also that weekend,

that night was Adam Sandler, Nick Swartson, David Spade, Rob Schneider,

and they're playing a 15,000-seat arena. I'm trying to get 300 people to come into my little

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