Funny Messy Life

I’m a man of extremes, apparently. My wife has mentioned more than one time, in the midst of an argument, that it’s either all or nothing with me and that makes her want to crawl up the wall. Of course, then I tell her if she’s gonna go up the wall, I think she might as well go ALL THE WAY up it because I’m a man of extremes and it’s all or nothing with me. When it comes to this podcast, it’s more of the same. I pounded out the text of the last episode and then promptly waited maybe six weeks to record it. In my defense, I had a lot of stuff that happened and slowed down the process, like studio woes, equipment woes, procrastination woes, and a cat that got into a cabinet full of catnip. If you’d have seen that, you’d have said, “Whoa!” Now, I want to get the show out in a reasonable amount of time, but I had nothing written or planned, so I’m picking out some pretty random thoughts and stories to tell. I think I’ll start in Satan’s anus because that's what it feels like outside and it's OCTOBER, people! (By