Michael and Evo: Wingin’ It!

I’ve heard all kinds of theories as to why I’ve not been on the show in a while. Relax people, I’m not gone. It’s hockey season, and my kid’s schedule has thrown all kinds of things into disarray, including this (and other shows). You’ll hear me again. Next weekend, as a matter of fact.

But if you can’t wait that long, you can get a taste of me on TWO podcasts released over the holidays! Consider it my Xmas present to all of you. Oh, well that and the dick in a box.

1. Hey Wanna Watch a Movie - I’m on show #13 for Dec 23, 2006. Christiana, Mike (different Mike) and I watched _A Christmas Story_, drank some wine and talked about a variety of strange things. Get the movie ready to go in your DVD and give us a listen.
2. Moldawer in the Morning - Look for a special Christmas Day release (show 21) where I’m the guest on the show. Termites making booze, profiting off the clutter of others and some tricky questions.

Hopefully that’ll hold you until I can get back to the studios on the 30th.

E.

Did the laxative on Wed. Went easier than I thought it would after what people told me.

Did the scope on Thursday. Don’t remember a thing. Gooood drugs.

Mass didn’t seem to penetrate the colon, but does invade the duodenum. I guess that’s where the stomach meets the small intestine. Screw it, if you’ve never heard of it, you don’t need it, I say.

The scope couldn’t go in as far as the doctor would’ve liked, due to the size of the tumor pressing against the colon. So, oh joy, I get to do a barium x-ray of the colon next week, to see what might have been missed. I’m going radioactive!

This week we have Mike, Joe, Summer, Brian, Debbie, and Kuato.

Tim is the silent studio audience.

First Drink of the Day, thanks to Anna from Washington: Pipeline Ale, some Guiness, Debbie’s Smirnoff shit.

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 Wingin' It #89: Not nearly as depressing as last week's show [55:25m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download (177)

w00t and hats of to Jeremy from Seattle for his hard work on the official Wingin’ It! CALENDAR!

Order it now and order it often. Click the link or image above to and you can even preview the images. This is truly a fan-based calendar — as in there are no pictures of my fat ass anywhere. Save one shot at the Pool Party. But hey, you ain’t buying it to see me, now are you?

Go. Buy. What the hell are you waiting for!

Have your self… a very Cthulhu Xmas…

I’m liking this holiday more and more all the time!

I’ve changed my mind. I now love Xmas and have found the perfect gift to give all of you.

And before anyone asks: yes, there’s plenty to go around.

This week we have Mike, Summer, Joe, Brian, Debbie, and Kuato.

Tim is the new Chris.
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 Wingin' It #88: Voicemail Show [28:13m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download (169)

On today’s show: Mike, Joe, Summer, Jack, Kris, Debbie, Rhettro, and Kuato.

First Drink of the Day, a toast to Raymond Thomas: Jubalale, something that begins with “H” for Jack, Beelzebuth, Sam Adam’s Cherry Wheat, some Smirnoff shit, and some more of my Uncle Steve’s brew, don’t remember which one it is.
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 Wingin' It #88: Jack, take a picture of the Quick Stop for me! [54:26m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download (166)

Our cast this week: Mike, Joe, Summer, Jack, Kris, Rhettro, and Kuato.

Kris makes us a, well, cake like thing. Thank you, Kris.
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 Wingin' It #87: Voicemail Show [29:02m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download (150)

Just to give everybody a idea of what’s up.

I talked to the surgeon this past week, and we decided on a colonoscopy, and based on those results, determine whether to start with surgery, or do chemo first to shrink the mass. I’ll have the colonoscopy on the 21st (these docs are lightning fast, eh?) Won’t know more till then.

I just want to say thank you to everyone who called and emailed in. I haven’t you answered you all individually, but I have read every one and am very greatful for your thoughts, prayers, and advice and support. Really, you have no idea.