The TBTL-athon is fast approaching, and your intrepid LRB hosts are already getting a wee bit tired of hitchhiking “planning”. So, instead of spending much time on Luke’s inexplicable decision to pack only black shirts and Andrew’s steadfast desire to wear pants in the searing southern summer heat, Hillary, Ann and Mike are ready to debate how much moon dust the government actually needs, puzzle over what happens at monster truck shows, and wish a certain public radio personality all the best in his new life with his new bride. Mike has a story of wildlife (and Abbey) running amok at The Ranch. Hillary tells us about her uncomfortable experience watching the movie Parenthood. Ann gives a live demonstration of just exactly why she hates a specific song. Plus, the problem with portraying a serial killer, our new motto, and we entreat Andrew to “show a little respect for the nut.”
The bowling alley is a place that looms large in the minds of our friendos, so Ann and Christy decide it’s time to grab our custom bowling shoes and hipster mustaches, as we take a trip back in time (and cleanliness) to explore TBTL’s love of the good ol’ American bowling alley. We mourn the changing city landscape that leaves no room for the alleys of our youth, agree with Luke that Lucky Strikes are terrible, and debate whether we need to expand our knowledge of bowling movies. Christy gets the nervous sweats from a classic Burbank Big Dog story, while Ann tries desperately not to sound like a One Percenter as she describes her childhood bowling experiences. Plus, bowling fashion, gutter bumpers, and one of the best listener emails ever.
It’s a Boot the Boys™ episode, so Ann, Meredith and Hillary are gathered at the base of the LRB cheerleading pyramid to plan our latest Mission: Impossible-style caper. But before we put that safety deposit box heist into motion, we need to get into the details of another week of TBTL. Despite some reservations, we whole-heartedly enjoyed our first look at what may potentially be WBUR’s newest smash weekend afternoon program. We have a calm, thoughtful breakdown of the continuing saga of Twitterbeef 2018, ask some follow-up questions concerning the upcoming TBTL: Life is a Highway sure-to-be debacle, and tell the guys to quit crapping all over Common, fer cryin’ out loud. Additionally, we sneak into ATM’s territory for a little advertising critique, cautiously approve of pizza roll grilling, and allow Luke’s misunderstanding of expiration dates to lead us into confessing our own sunscreen shame. Seriously, we’re amazed that Hillary’s nose hasn’t fallen off.
Resident middle-aged mommish person Hillary Garrett Livingston Butler unleashes the unliiiiiiiimited hot takes we’ve all been thinking as she leads Michael Andrew Frizzell and Robert Law(u)rence Pape through a TBTL Week in Review that reminds us that—for better or for worse … this week maybe worse—Luke is still Luke, Andrew is still Andrew, therapy is still a good idea, and Neil Hamburger still isn’t funny.