well the cats outta the bag, and my balls are, subsequently, out of the cat's mouth. prerecorded episodes are done. my regular cohost, my main man, is out of the office this week. he told me he was traveling for work, but you and i both know the d*ck sucking convention rolled into town last week, and he couldn't keep his dirty mouth out of that tent for more than five minutes. i bet he's already eaten a sleeve of blue chews by now, like a dad in the middle of the night sneaking girl scout cookies while he watches mash. anyway, i've replaced him with a new guy.