“Darlin’… I’m feelin’ pretty lonesome… I’d call you on the phone some, but I don’t have a dime… ” Oh for the days when there were phones that took dimes… or when there were phones that just made calls… and were fastened to poles on the street. MadMan picks the gee-tar tonite while Doc wails out a favorite from a Scotsman with a weird hat. Tonight we re-visit the word “weird” and why we think of people who are no longer in our lives. We remember and discuss silly customs that involve knocking the soup out of someone for looking at the circle your fingers make and riding Vespa scooter with a minner bucket, a cane pole, and a grandpa driving. What a world and life we’ve been given to be able to form such memories. Thanks to the service folks who make it all possible; those who made it home, and those who didn’t. DJAMM IT tonight, folks ~ ! DJAMM !