Keith and the Girl is fun.
(That's what that whole expression could stand for.)
It's a podcast that I appear on regularly enough that I feel fine saying I appear on it regularly.
This entry would probably be most appropriate if I were appearing on it today, Friday.
But sometimes the universe doesn't work perfectly.
For example, Pluto's not a planet anymore, and I'm not on the show again until this coming Tuesday. Also tomorrow for their 1000th show-xtravaganza.
But that's perfect enough, isn't it? (Except for Pluto. Sorry!*)
* My childhood peers will just have to content ourselves with the idea that "my very educated mother just served us nine..." without referencing what nine things she served us.
Perhaps she's educated enough to assume that we'll put it together.
Or we just all have to deal with the fact that someone stole our pickles.