Riding that dong train. Ripping though the night. Coffee stains on my heart. 

School is in session, and we're drinking together again!

Cheese sauce, rowdy tenors, chaperones, and catching up on ransomware. 

Until next time! <3

Well, it's been a hot minute (months), but we are back and in peak condition (we are rusty).  Nothing has changed (everything is different), and we love administrators (we do not, in fact, love administration. Actually, and extra big FU Tony because, well, fuck you tony).  We discuss the olympics, Mormons, bad substitutes, secondary instruments, and we do a bunch of drinking.

Also, we've been lying about something for months. Listen to find out!

Cheep cheep, MFs!

Reread the title. Listen.

*Clink*

At long last. We have returned.

A whole host of technical issues plague the beginning, but once we get going it's just like riding a bicycle ("We do not ride our friends at school.")

Hooray!

Cheep, cheep!

We are OBSESSED with JP's christmas tree. And more Orbeez (we get to play with real ones)! Special guest Bob returns.   

Many, many listener mail and secretary reports!

Tippy cowyay!

F*ck, hang on.

Orange frog masterplan, professional musicians' drinking habits, faculty bingo, searching for students, and the NYSSMA conference. 

Drink up, it's December!

Enter through a balloon arch into a world of fancy orange glasses. We taste weird beers,  win awards for emails, rooms, and get our picture taken with Tonys.  

JP reads a student hate note, Pepper tolerates toxic positivity, and Flynn has a brush with bigotry.

We also launch our first contest!

Secretary reports, and too much swearing.

*clink*

Tuesday arrives. We drink. We spend an inordinate amount of time discussing Orbeez.

Cheep cheep!

This is basically one tequila fueled tangent. From Halloween bangers (bops)  to the full moon, sharks, buff diff, and pizza with legs, you're going to need a drink of your  to follow the meander.  

Happy Tuesday!