An update on my flags plus grappling with the identity of summer 2023. 

Snakes, flags, french toast, Jerry, stepping down into a shower... a memorial day weekend for the ages. 

Dinner places that don't take reservations, a room temperature soup situation plus Darwinism. 

Episode 115 descends upon us like a foreign exchange student transferring mid semester, where from... we don't know. What we do know is that much like the Golden State Warriors, the dynasty of my go to Zara heels has ended, there's a new bronzing mist in my life, and I simply can't stop eating Trader Joe's chili onion crunch. There's a lot of podcasts out there, but none moving the needle forward like this. 

I'm back from Palm Springs and I might, emphasis on MIGHT, find the strength to make a homemade lip scrub. The NBA playoffs have me thinking, all this plus hummingbirds. 

All's quiet on the Western front, but on the Eastern front? May(hem). A trip to The Magic Castle, a bloc party, and the post office take place. The predominately white with black patches neighborhood cat and my bucket hat from London have reappeared. Plus a relatable packing mistake. 

If you ever want to spiral into a sea of unwavering darkness, be sure to rent a silver Toyota Carola (year unknown but I'm sure it was a hellish one) from Enterprise Rent-A-Car in Van Nuys. Only then will you understand the demonic trance that took me for most of April. Once you emerge, topics you might want to discuss will be: Heardle, oil pulling, and my voiceover debut in HBO Max's, Fired On Mars, streaming now. This wasn't the episode 112 I wanted but perhaps it's the one we deserve. 

Fueled by several granola bars and recorded at my dad's house, episode 111 covers an impressive amount of ground in the form of a solo shrimp taco experience in Malibu as well as a situation at an Enterprise Rent A Car. If that doesn't peak your interest, not sure what will. 

It's episode 110 and we find ourselves downtown surrounded by cyclists and one way streets (not a metaphor). A passage is read, a saxophone break is taken, a brief expose on an amazon gift card gone wrong is held. How all of this fits into 40 minutes is something scientists will surely study for years to come. 

My hair is snipped and my tide pen is still absent, nevertheless we soldier on with a Wordle update plus illuminating thoughts on balloons, Kacey Musgraves and Dua Lipa. Dua yourself a favor and surrender to the artist formerly known as episode 109.