Eight Hour Lunch

Yeah, you read that right. It's almost one in the morning. I love you guys *that* much.

Jeff, you're a great guy. Thanks for your time on the phone, and thanks to all of you for waiting so long for this episode to come out. Keep those letters coming. We love hearing from you!

Once upon a time in a town that was far off for some and not too far for others, there lived an intelligent and well-spoken possum. She had four little possums she loved very much. She worked very hard to make sure that each of them would grow up to be happy, fulfilled, and able to think for themselves. To the people around her, she hardly seemed the kind of person to ever stir up trouble. This was for the most part, true. But it wasn’t always that way.

Pssst! Hey--if you're reading this post on the toilet, we need to talk. When they say there's a time and a place for everything, they don't really mean *everything*. So wrap up your business on the can, wash your hands (and your Blackberry), and have a listen. We've got a few things to say to you.

You know the exit seats on the plane? I think they're a great place to sit for a couple of reasons. First, they're less restrictive because of all the leg room. Less restriction is good. Not only that, it's a great place to be if you ever need to get your ass out of the plane in a hurry.

Seven years ago today, I jumped from the exit seat of Mormonism straight onto the tarmac.

Nannette was already sending the church $400 a month for the "blessing" of having her son on a mission when she got a worried email from her him.

"Guess what?" he said. "They just cut our food budget from $145 a month to $130. It’s going to be really hard to eat well on that amount of money."

What could an ex-Mormon possibly have in common with a former Southern Baptist who had every intention of someday becoming an ordained minister?

Last week Heidi and I spent an hour on the phone with Matt Dillahunty, the president of the Austin Community of Atheists. He’s the host of a weekly public access TV show in Austin called The Atheist Experience, and co-host of a podcast called the Non-Prophets.

You think the tax man is bad? He also wants your nest egg and any fun money you have sitting around, and if he doesn't get it you are going to BURN.

Do you remember the melancholy Mormon movies and filmstrips of the 70s, 80s and early 90s? You know--classics like the one with the depressed old lady and her chronically empty mailbox?

Say, what is truth? Well, the truth is, Heidi and Brynn were really sick last week and none of us felt much like putting a podcast together at all. So what's our excuse this week? Just lazy I guess.

If Pancakes and porn don't make you happy (and why on earth wouldn't they) then how about money?