Pat Foghorn for Hire. That’s what the sign outside my office says. Down on the waterfront in San Francisco you gotta put your best foot forward. Especially if you want to trip up a friend. Down here a friend is anybody who’s been dead for more than ten years and then it pays to watch out because if you relax someone will come along and knock you on the back of your stomach. It’s about all you can ask because along the Embarcadero nothing’s perfect except the heels. I found that out Wednesday afternoon. She was a lovely girl, the sort of person you expect to see in a choir loft, about three hours after choir practice. Her hair was red. Her eyes were as cold as rigor mortis. And you knew the first time you met her that you’d been seeing her too often. Fuck yeah! That’s just how we like it, here, at EMR. Bring on episode three-eighty-one. Enjoy!
YOUR HOSTS: TOM & PAULIE
“I don’t want to die out here in
_the valley, waiting for my luck
_to change. And I just want my
_Dad to know that I finally made
_it. Everybody gets high. Every-
_body gets low. Everybody gets
_bruised. Everybody gets sold.
_And everyone’s eyes are blue.
_And everyone’s mouth is dry.
_And nobody wants to die in Van
_Nuys. Van Nuys. Everybody
_gets dark. Everybody unfolds.
_Everybody gets high. Everybody
_gets so low. Everybody gets
_bruised. Everybody gets sold. No-
_body wants to die in Van Nuys.
– This Candidate Loves Nuts
– The Zoo Gets Some Exposure
– Shadow Protective Services
– Minnesota…It’s Catching
– And a whole lot more
– The Schoolhouse Will Never Be The Same
– Stand By Your Script
– Troyer, Mack, Crowe
– The Ticker Flashback
– Birthdays, What We Watched + tons more
– Cinema PaulieDiso goes soulless
– Horrific Toy Origin Stories
– A video bonus from Toronto
– So much more, your head will spin!