You have a better shot getting a square deal in Mos Eisley spaceport than you do trying to sell electronics online. One Battle After Another (which also describes Paul Thomas Andersons' attempts at making an enjoyable movie) I went to see The Hold Steady Saturday night, and then make endless excuses as to why I felt like crap at Vinnie's (beautiful) wedding the next day.

Work has basically reduced me to Bob Cratchit from A Christmas Carol. (That's a real high-brow reference, you know you're in for an intellectually stimulating podcast. Fuck "NPR," LF405 is hella edumacational) The guy who played Cobra Commander's voice was a gift from on high. I forgot an important BTS fact from Blow Out from a couple episodes ago and regale you with THAT one, and I say "no thanks" to Charlie Kirk conspiracy theories. (And conspiracy theories in general, or at least people that thrive on them for some inexplicable reason)

Charlie Kirk, with "the usual suspects" at work. I finally won a film festival with this friggin pilot. The Bernie Madoff of movie scripts. The Bourne Legacy and Inherent Vice were worse than I could have possibly fathomed. A busy day at work, but I got to hang out with the guy that shot the Van Halen "Hot For Teacher" video?? Get the fuck out!!

"Somebody up there likes me," headphones edition. More things that I'm forgetting and costing myself money, for being a dunski. (As the old New Yorkers call it) Couple minor and relatively pointless things about my script, but what the hell. People who cave dive, and have died in caves. Or almost died. And/or the rescuers died too. (Why the fuck do people cave dive??) I watched Blow Out (the old Brian DePalma movie) for the first time and had some thoughts about it, I also went to see the new Spike Lee (ugh) movie Highest 2 Lowest ("tWoOo??") and was surprisingly surprised by it. I really am extra inarticulate and scatter-brained this episode, I owe you all a beer.

I spend like 25 minutes telling you how good The Insider is. Then I tell you about my labor day weekend, where most of the labor was "the work I put into trying to get laid, or meet a girlfriend." I went to see my friends' stand up show at the Improv, and try to figure out if Catherine Keener was there. (I think she was. Was she? I think so. Yes.)

"Luke Biden," over here. A wild weekend of unhealthy food, booze, old movies, bad service, good service, police, hipsters, heroes, dive bars, beaches, and lousy pie.

The big 405 prize giveaway! The 4' of safe space in my entire neighborhood to park my bike has been compromised, so now we all suffer. T Dog's pre-birthday, and more wonderful, reliable service at another California Mexican restaurant. I went to see an old movie with Barbara Hershey and John Lithgow and they were there, and so was the piece of shit director. Nobody saw Nobody 2, and deservedly so. Like the old saying goes: "people that host shows in Glass Houses should have stones thrown at them." (It was a reach, but I went for it)

No one knows how to write TV shows OR songs anymore, apparently. (Lucky us) We're up to two white male protagonists in a new Star Wars movie?! The earth might spin off its axis!! I saw that new movie "Weapons" and have many thoughts, then Bokes, Mrs. Bokes, and I travel to Las Vegas to hang out with Billy Biohazard at the Punk Rock Museum. It was a glorious occasion that I spend way too much time talking about. (Can you believe it?) Finally, the eternal Los Angeles conundrum: "Rats or Mexicans?"

Chipotle Incompetence, and at this point, I should almost make a separate podcast dedicated to complaining about gyms. (Im SO sorry) The Bore Of 1812, and a comically angry, tiny, Italian would-be assassin, lost to history…until now. (It's a good one)

Lukester: The eternal Familiar Stranger. No one drinks at 8pm here. Liam Neeson and Pameler Anderson are apparently an item, and I have thoughts about it. Fantastic Four had a massive audience drop off in its second week, and I'd be lying if I didn't say it made me "low key" happy. (As the kids say) I saw the Robert Altman movie "Nashville," and really wished I hadn't.