Good evening, everyone. I'm your host, Hillary Goldstein here with a brand new episode of Three Red Lights.

That's right. It's only been about three days since our last podcast, as you know, yet we decided we love it so much and can't stop recording it that we figured we'd do another one right out of the gate.

I know you guys are probably sick of all the CRLs that you've had to listen to, but we figured, you know, what the hell, you know, give the fans what they want.

It's free, you know, joining me today is the ever popular Mr. James Riley. Yes. Hello. Hello. You had problems trying to find the podcast room on the way down here. I saw. Oh, I drink heavily.

And then also Mr. Arthur Geese. Hello. And from a girl fight, Miss Christine Stimer. Hello there. You might want to move your mic a little bit closer to your mouth there.

I don't know if this is a trick. That's right. I mean, your mic is actually on another planet. What? Oh, you're loud.

You're a screamer. She also punches people. Yeah, I'm a little bit.

What did this turn into an episode of California Cation? Have you never listened to Three Red Lights Podcasts? What popular show are we going to be talking about?

So before we begin, I feel that we need to have a moment of silence for a few other red lights that have extinguished.

A few months ago, Mr. David Claimon, David Claimon, everybody, David Claimon. We forgot the bell.

We got a bell. Can we do it? Can we do a ding for them? Do we need the bell?

But let us ding for David Claimon. He has left us to go work at Bethesda.

Back in Maryland. And then the ghost of Nate Aherne. Everybody knows Nate Aherne died years ago, but his ghost haunted this podcast.

Nate has abandoned us for Apple, at least his ghost has. His body is still buried underneath the building.

The old building? His ghost is currently over on the floor.

The old building. His dust is still filled crap.

And of course, Eric Brudvik has just recently left TRL as well.

So I am the last remaining light. How does it feel?

It feels like I'm the last T-Rex. The meter has already crashed and I'm like, why am I still alive?

But don't worry. Soon enough, the fallout from the meteorite will take care of me and there will be no more red lights.

Then us mammals will take over.

Yep, that's right. Mammals like Arthur Geese.

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