The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful
The Duck! City was smokin' the day after the State of the Union crashed and burned, reaching a high of 72 degrees — which was 18 degrees abo...
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Radio Free Dogpatch
Patrick O'Grady was bad enough with pen and ink, and even worse with a keyboard. Now he has a microphone. God help us all.
Episodes
20 of 66 episodesIdiocracy 2026: Older but no wiser
With having a drop taken and/or a mind wandering being common along both branches of the family tree it behooves a fella from time to time t...
Burning Down the House
You think we're shipping the wrong people to Guantanamo? I'm old enough to remember a time when, if some civilian loudmouth waltzed through...
On Thin ICE
The ICE boyos have brought a chill to Chicago, Aurora, and even the desert Southwest as Jesus Hitler starts making good on his promise of ma...
Howling at an Orange Moon
Blame the Wolf Moon. A vacationing wife. An acid flashback. Whatever. But when I blinked myself awake in the dark on Tuesday morning I had n...
Highway 666 Revisited
Another Jan. 6 has come and gone. This time we managed to skip the armed-insurrection part of the program, so yay for us. Turns out that whe...
Doing It Old School, or 'Yeah! Science (Fiction)!'
I always liked science fiction. Science, not so much. Science always seemed rigid and impersonal. But science fiction, or speculative fictio...
The Nanofesto: Writing a Wrong
When the John Laws collared their suspect in the CEO assassination he was said to have had in his possession a ghost gun, some fake I.D., an...
The Winter of Our Dissed Content
At The Atlantic magazine, Noah "Fargo" Hawley says too many reporters are writing fiction these days. Meanwhile, in a fund-raising email fro...
Bigger Even Than I Had Feared
The headline is an inside joke among family and friends, a line of dialogue lifted from the 1978 novel "Panama," by Thomas McGuane. And now...
Orange Julius Seizure
Wherever shalt thou see a man on horseback, there also shalt thou see a horse's ass. And sometimes more than one of them, too. That's Script...
Infected, Neglected and Elected
There's nothing like getting the old one-two, a bacterial sock to the snotlocker followed by an electoral blow to the breadbasket. For treat...
Running on Empty
I'm not running away to Canada. I'm just running away from the news. There's lots of bad noise out there on the day after Election Day 2024....
Balloons and Gasbags
The Not-So-Great Pumpkin is floating into Albuquerque this morning, a bit late for the International Balloon Fiesta, but just in time for Ha...
Not Dead Yet
"He is risen" is not a phrase we associate with Halloween. More of an Easter thing, actually. Unless we're discussing this podcast, which wa...
Easter Service: Making a Joyful Noise
Spring isn't a date on the calendar. It's more of a feeling. A warm one, if you're lucky. For me, the vernal equinox is rarely the starter's...
Marching Forward, Looking Backward: Happy Birthday to Who?
Birthdays. Some of us get overserved, others get 86'd with the cork barely out of the bottle. Whoever's in charge of this party seems a bit...
Welcome to the Feed Zone: TANSTAAFL, Tifosi
The bitter economic headwinds prove too much for some in the peloton of cycling journalism. It's a rough old road, especially when you ride...
Sounding it Out: The Air's Not Dead, It's Just Not At All Well
The Voices and I have been having a meeting of the minds as to exactly why we want to belly-flop back into this sonic kiddie pool, a shallow...
Truly Awful Ain't So bad
The zombie podcast Radio Free Dogpatch awakens after a two-year dirt nap, scuttles out from beneath its filthy blanket of mulch, litter, and...