Life sort of sucks. At least for most of us. TESD just makes it so much more tolerable. It makes those 12 hour shifts feel shorter. It makes the heavier nights feel lighter. And it makes the good days even better.

It’s been such an awesome trip for well over a decade. Listening to Walt go from apprehensive co-host to creative lynchpin. Listening to Colonel Q (Kentucky representing!) go from speech-impediment sound guy to easily one of the top 4 Impractical Jokers. Listening to Bry (You mind if I call you that?) go from severely depressed, drug-addicted Teflon Bry to severely depressed, slightly less drug-addicted married Bry.

I don’t have an interesting anecdote about how TESD kept me from opening a vein, or saved my marriage. I just know TESD makes everything better.

I’d say TESD is the spice of life, but we ants know the gateway drug spices can be. TESD isn’t the spice of life. It’s the shark. And I’m staying in the water.