True story: I had one of those two-foot-tall hard plastic Godzilla toys you see to the left. I used to sleep with it instead of a stuffed animal. All well and good, until his rocket fist would go off in the middle of the night and hit me in the eye. Godzilla apparently never heard the saying “love shouldn’t hurt.”
This informed every major relationship of the rest of my life.
You know, having a kid gives you perspective. For instance, at one point in my life I would have thought that being covered in slightly-spoiled human milk and a touch of feces was a sub-optimal start to the day. Now, it just means that the gas screams are gone. So, win/win.
Once again into the breach, dear friends. Welcome to a Very Special Episode of the Watch This Show Podcast. Show. Thing.
You better put on your big-boy pants before wading into the middle section of the show. Nate and I do our best to separate the artist from his art, and see what we can come up with. It’s time to talk about Woody, and the current rehashing of a decades-old, morally reprehensible scandal.
And, given that the news of his death via overdose (allegedly) was released roughly 15 minutes before we recorded, it’s also time to talk about Phillip Seymour Hoffman.
It’s about as deep a discussion as Nate and I ever have, so of course we completely fuck it up. But hey, you get what you pay for.
Nothing like a new year. A fresh slate, a clean start, a new beginning. You’re gonna join a gym, you’re gonna clean the garage, you’re gonna learn how to cook a flan! You’re gonna learn what a flan is! Okay, you’re going to learn how to pronounce “flan” without sounding like a Midwestern yokel. Okay, you know what? Fuck you Frenchie, and your goddamn omelet cake.
Hey, remember when you were a kid, all those years ago? Remember little Sally Neidermeyer next door? The little freckled kid with braces and patchy rosacea? And remember when you went away to camp one summer and when you came back it seemed like little Sally had grown up? The rosacea was gone, the braces were gone, and her mom stopped cutting her hair at home and sent her to Blanche for a perm instead? Yeah?
Well that’s kind of what this show is. We’ve been gone for a while, and now we got makeup and boobs.