Steve Byrne

We just took this logic and just shoved it into everywhere.

That's what's happened.

So it's in the fucking bagel shop at the hotel, and it's in the sports bar at the airport.

What's this music?

But it's a sports bar in San Antonio that's showing NASCAR tickets.

It's the opposite.

It is like if you were shooting a movie and there are two guys sitting in a sports car with NASCAR, a sports bar with the NASCAR going on behind them, and you put this music into it, whoever was editing the movie would be fired.

They'd be like, wait a minute, you got the wrong soundtrack for the San Antonio sports bar.

This is confusing.

I can't watch this.

It doesn't make sense to me.

Anyway, it's the third sports bar now in a row.

And again, we're not talking about San Francisco and we're not talking about Portland.

We're talking about San Antonio and Detroit, where I've had to say, could you turn this fucking shit down?

I'd rather just watch the TV with the sound down than listen to this fucking grating, annoying music.

Yes.

All righty.

Then, what the hell time is it?

Jesus, I can complain like a motherfucker.

John Lovett's Theater coming up, by the way, this Saturday, July 21st.