Carry On, My Wayward Lex
Packing and contacts.
Packing and contacts.
I think I’m getting… funnier? Transcript
I’m hoping to put a bed issue… to bed. Transcript
On yesterday’s goof, Rock Band, and my hair. Transcript
Bat Boy. Not batboys. Cast parties. Weddings. BB-8. And Charlie Brown. Transcript
I can’t look at myself. Transcript
While this episode’s title makes no sense and doesn’t capture what this episode is about, it makes me happy. And that matters. Transcript
No one wants to hear customer support horror stories. Except you! Transcript
Trash talking. And a minor change. Transcript
The joys of Logic’s stem splitter. Auditions. Charlie Brown. My son. My daughter. Good stuff. Transcript
You win some, you lose some. This week, I’ve done some of each. Transcript
My eyes remain an issue. Also I wasn’t murdered. Transcript
More thoughts on shots. Transcript
Cinnamon! Synonyms! And tears. Don’t do anything rash. Transcript
I went to a wedding! Transcript
I’m not the boss of you now. Transcript
Play my games! Listen to my podcasts! See my shows! Buy my cereal! Transcript
Here’s a slew of jingles I’ve written for my pal’s Marko tour of North American national parks. Transcript
Someone get me a full-time job making jingles. Transcript
Couple-related rhyming expressions. Thousands of games. And existentially, am I the funny one? Transcript
Self-imposed work. Transcript
Bus updates! Get yer bus updates! Transcript
Hey, I’m in Bat Boy! As someone. Transcript
I’m back from Chicago. I missed you. Here’s a catchup on last week. Transcript
A story told from Chicago, not about Chicago. Transcript
It’s the first day of school! Also, donate to Sandy Hook Promise. takeaction.sandyhookpromise.org/a/foundat… Transcript
A toll story. And the school year is starting. And the bus situation is subpar. Transcript
My own mother-in-law. Also soft pretzels are good. Transcript
I didn’t do anything rash. But I saw another dermatologist. Transcript
I got immunized. And made immunizers and interns laugh. Transcript