Dropping the balls

Summary: You know those evenings where you are supposed to record a funny and engaging podcast for a loyal and loving audience but you get all caught up in T ball and crafts and breast feeding and life and shit so you don't really feel that inspired plus you didn't really do too much over the seven days since the last time you were funny and engaging on a microphone so there isn't really that much to talk about that isn't boring 'I'm a house wife and we are having coffee' type of shit but you roll tape anyway and risk embarrassment and exile by releasing a potential pile of shit for a show?  Yeah.  It was one of those evenings.  Enjoy