Bobby has returned from Orlando, Meredith has a new house, Ann has a new nickname, and Mike’s studio has a new smell. Plus, a special New Orleans audio postcard from birthday girl Hillary, and a recap of last week’s TBTL. So climb aboard the Little Red Bandwagon, and be sure to sit with the other Grifflepuffers (or else you’ll get a conduct report). Maybe after the show we can go to CiCis.
The streets are icy, the grocery store shelves are bare, and city life has ground to a halt, but at least you have this extra-long helping of LRB to keep you company! Mike, Hillary, and Ann settle in to make some sense of Luke’s pickup basketball skirmishes, agree that reserving rental cars willy nilly qualifies as a classic instance of Entitled Etiquette, ponder the difficulties of maintaining friendships, and express our parking lot rage fantasies. Hillary has solved the mystery of JFK’s assassination, although she’s OUTRAGED that you would think she’s drunk. Ann creates a hierarchy of subjects she doesn’t want to hear about in between episodes of trying really hard not to be eye-rolly about the Seattle Snowpocalypse. Mike’s trip to Vegas included less-than-optimal guardrails, a ride in a haunted elevator, and the horrors of magnified bathroom mirrors. Also, we talk about dongs for waaaaaaay too long, and I’d like to apologize to Beckys everywhere.
Hey, Wagoneers! Select your CDs, grab some road candy, and put a harness on the cat, because we’re going on a road trip. TBTL has a long history of car (and camper) travel, sometimes while recording. Ann and Christy are talking about some of the ins and outs of TBTL road trip experiences, including a comparison of the different road rules employed by Jen and Luke, Andrew’s idea of what would be the least stressful method of cat transportation, and the terror inspired by Luke’s simultaneous driving and recording shenanigans. Plus, we discuss the inconvenience of regional liquor laws, the problems with camping for women, and whether or not there will be Netflix on the moon. And what IS the acceptable lower limit for a nightly room rental?
Neither cold nor work nor Dr. Octagon can keep Bobby, Hillary and Ann from curating (just kidding) a recap of the latest week of TBTL. In addition to our usual sizzling hot TBTL takes, Left-handed Bobby is hoping for official early admission to Grumpy Old Men™ Inc., Hillary has some big news (that’s your cue, Andrea) and Ann’s mid-illness notes this week include dazzling details like “I tuned out for a while,” “Something about Hitler” and “Hog dog song lady.”
Well friends, another week of TBTL is on the books, and Hillary, Ann, and Mike are dialing up to get crammed with meditation and break it all down. After a few more inside jokes and a discussion of the finer points of It’s Fine™, we circle back for some raisin TYPs and decide we’re not here to make friends. We’re in total agreement that Luke and Andrew’s embarrassing passive-aggressive behavior is going to lead to one of them getting punched in the head, and that we should study it out regarding the effects of marijuana, but we differ on whether you should treat yo self to some water in the toilet. Hillary’s been folding Star Wars underwear for a thousand years. Mike’s grandfather died in the Storage Wars. And Ann has a connection to a very big Eighties tv star. Plus, Malcolm Gladwell Superiority Complex, why Chris Hayes never skips his A block, and a very slow hoochie cooch from trees.