Hi everyone, it's Amy Polar, and I'm launching a new podcast called Good Hang.

In preparation for that, I asked some of my friends to send in some videos and give me some advice.

Just be yourself, and the guests will come.

Don't be the celebrity that this is their, like, sixth thing they're doing.

I love true crime and cooking podcasts. Is there any way you could combine the two?

Well, everyone has an opinion and a podcast. So, join me for good hang. It's rough out there.

We're just trying to lighten it up a little.

David? Yes.

It's almost the end of summer. Or as I like to think about it, the end of the season in which

parents thrust the pop culture treasures of our youth onto our children.

Oh, wow, I have a story about this. Go ahead.

Continue, please.

My wife and I were watching the new Netflix documentary about the biggest loser. Uh, I'll withhold my judgment on that one. But as we were watching, I was like, oh, look, it's J.D. Roth. And she was like, I think I know who that is, but who is that? And I was like, he was the host of mini game, of game show, chill kids game shows when I was a kid. She's like, well, I don't think I got to see any of those. So of course I figured out where Funhouse was streaming and queued it up on YouTube for my six-year-old to enjoy maybe the most amazing thing he's ever seen. I mean, it's a dream come true for any child. I don't know how that fell out of favor. There should be new generations of Funhouse and whatever, the hidden temple and all those things where you just got to go to places, finders keepers, was that the name of one? Where you just got to go in and just destroy things. Like that's the most fun you could possibly have as a kid. What if I went to a McDonald's Playland or a Chuck Echee cheese ball pit, but there were cash and prizes at stake.

Exactly. There are things hidden in there. You could just, oh, look, just destroy the chair.

There might be something inside the chair. That's fun stuff, man. So a while back, I had a night

alone with my son, Owen, who's 12 years old, and I'm looking around at all the old movies showing

in Los Angeles that night. And as you know, one of the cool things about LA is on weekends,

there are dozens and dozens and dozens of old movies screening all over town.

Sure, yeah. Now, on this particular night, Batman Forever was playing.

And that sounded kind of fun.

But then I worried somebody would call Child Protective Services if they saw me taking Owen to Batman forever.

Okay.

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