Nic Romolini rants about middle-aged white women driving eighty-thousand-dollar SUVs, abandonment, how no one calls me anymore, my friend Karl with a K, watching your kids grow up in the blink of an eye, the 48-hour Film Project in Philly in 2010, Locust Rendez-Vous, a lot of nostalgia, and how and why Bill Burr spontaneously generated out of the collective consciousness. Check it out and be sure to subscribe to the show. Follow @nromolini on Instagram