A New Year walk turns into a loose, meandering argument about whether it is better to storm off during a fight or accidentally get lost on a dark community college campus while electric-bike teenagers circle a little too slowly. From there the conversation drifts through Christmas gifts, light therapy face masks, shark masks from Spirit Halloween, and the strange psychology of buying something expensive because it never goes on sale.

A parked Mustang outside a Mormon church sparks youth pastor theories, which quickly slide into Joseph Smith lore, golden tablets, hats, secret names, and who exactly gets called to which planet. Movie and TV nostalgia creeps in next. Princess Bride debates, tights-based medieval fashion logic, Robin Hood physics, Braveheart indifference, A Knight’s Tale appreciation, and the growing suspicion that Stranger Things might end as a Dungeons and Dragons campaign reveal. Credit sequences get analyzed, character ages questioned, and Dustin’s emotional arc critiqued with more passion than anyone expected. The walk keeps going and so do the detours. “Gary” and “Selena” talk Medieval Times logistics, actor unions, Scottsdale knights, boozy slushie probabilities, and whether corporate team-building has gone too far.

That spirals into holiday food breakdowns, gravy packet math, pizza over-ordering, and how salad math never works the way anyone thinks it will. By the end, it stacks into pure conversational sprawl. YouTube premium loyalty, radio money politics, Mario Tennis obsession, Switch release frustration, Christmas haul accounting, zipline safety skepticism, Titanic logic, ghost towns, and the quiet realization that this is what happens when nobody is editing, nobody is behaving, and you are close enough to hear everything you probably were not supposed to.