Thanks very much. This one felt like it hit above average on the clippable bits.

People have described the experience of listening to it as "phosphorylating."

Did find one showing that had multiple seats sold and pretty sure, "Seeing Candace Cameron Bure TV movie, in a theater, alone, on Thanksgiving weekend," might be a sadder one-sentence story than, "for sale, baby shoes, never worn."

GET. HIS. ASS.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa, some things are still just not ok.

Note: I exempted the two episodes with Will Leitch, as they were Thanksgiving chat and (oops) not a Hallmark movie. Also, predictably, the longer episodes all have one or more guests and the shortest are all just us two, suggesting that greater episode length is usually the fault of friend nonsense.

I know it sounds like it, but we're really not making anything up. Except the Hallmark Wicker Man.

I'm told the preferred term is "brain cozying." It's like filling your mind with gauze until there's nothing sharp left.

Thoroughly delighted at how this was a go-to thought for more than a few people.

lmao

Has she solved everything yet???