Riggins' life has taken a dramatic turn for the worse, John breaks down his one word for 2024, and once again provides his genuine appreciation for the farmer’s blow. 

John talks holiday traditions and shares notes from his trip to Vegas. Also, his dog gets confused, his wife buys some new jeans, and he smokes a few dry cigars. 

1 drinking story that takes 33 minutes to tell. That’s when you know it’s a good one. 

As he prepares of a weekend in Vegas, John reflects on a week with highs and lows, and plenty of signals from the universe. He also reminds us small photos are meant for the back of holiday cards. 

John defines gang banger, talks about his recent streaming fails, and prepares for the neighborhood holiday party that he was hoodwinked (that was the word!) into hosting. He’s also going to stop snacking . . .as much. 

It’s Thanksgiving week. You should know that because if you have solid friends, someone should have sent you a totally inappropriate Thanksgiving themed text. If that didn’t happen, you have work to do this year!  

John wonders how a little bit of work can be a lot, pleads for people to take some of his monster cookies, and reminds us to be the joyful outburst at the end of country songs and the cheers at the start of great nights. 

Like the rest of us, John is doing his best to survive “the season of death.” How is he coping? Focusing on what matters most, plenty of soup and chili, tucking into dark wood bars with good glassware, and hoping he’ll get socked-in on a fluffy snow night. 

John asks us all to look in the funhouse mirror and attack our worst trait. He reminds us that dogs are still dogs, and that we shouldn’t fret too much because the shit show is still our shit show. 

John visits Missoula, Montana before the Californians can wreck it. He experiences “halfsies” at BK, learns from aliens, and explains precisely why gambling does make sports better.