Although we are not known for our financial advice, we dole out some holiday nuggets of wisdom, like not putting all of your money into anything, since then you’ll have none left. Especially when it comes to buying a $1 million suit.

After months of diligently and enthusiastically fulfilling his duties on the SAG Film Nominating Committee, Scott finds himself at the New York Premiere of “Tick Tick Boom” at a Broadway theater! Plus, why we think the stars would rather hang out with us after a Q&A, instead of getting into their Escalade.

Baby, it’s cold outside, and Tom and Scott salute the concept of layering. We eagerly peruse the Eddie Bauer catalog and other purveyors of cold weather clothing. And we solve the mystery of why people ever chose to live in cold winter places, instead of tropical climes.

If Daylight Savings Time is meant to help farmers, why not have farms be the only place where it takes effect? We shed light on the increasingly early darkness to help you get through the next few weeks. Plus we pitch the idea of why there are so many varied definitions of the word “pitch”.

The Unelected, Self Appointed Co-Mayors of Irving Place are back on their beat, and score a table for brunch at Friend of a Farmer, simply by asking for it. Soon to be a hit Off Broadway show, The Empty Table, which will then move to a larger house on Broadway.

Tom and Scott create Finders Keepers, a show about a detective who searches for personal items that are lost or misplaced. Co-starring Tom’s savvy cleaning woman who usually finds his lost items before he does.

Scott takes the redeye home from San Francisco, and gives the gift of time(the best gift of all), to our listeners, imploring them to tune out the anti redeye skeptics, and enjoy an extra full day of vacation. Tom comes up with a Nobel worthy idea to build museums and entertainment venues at our airports, to turn the drudgery of waiting into opportunities for fun and enrichment.

Tom discovers garbage strewn about the porch of his Catskills Victorian inn, , and later determines the culprit is a bear! Scott is in the Santa Cruz mountains for his nephew’s wedding, where only bears who are registered guests are permitted on the premises.

Our time machine is almost ready to go, except for the minor detail of not yet having the mechanism to allow us to travel in time. But the walk in cedar closets and lie flat seats are already in place. As is our plan to recruit time travel agents.

When Tom’s cousin good naturedly mocks his mountains, the Catskills, he decides not to immediately get on a plane to Boise to confront him. Scott lauds this diplomatic gesture which is surely worthy of the Nobel Peace Prize.