No plan, no prep, and somehow a full episode appears anyway.

This week we cover the highs and mild panic of a charity wedding auction going right at the last possible second, questionable restaurant pricing (who is paying $42 for a cauliflower?), first days of high school, school zones with no kids, parking inspectors doing what they do best, and the slow realisation that getting older is mostly just comparing ailments.

There’s also wedding outfits, compressed watermelon, McDonald’s nuggets, fitness chat, unsolicited opinions, and the usual amount of nonsense.

As always, absolutely no structure and far too much confidence.
Explicit as hell. You’ve been warned.