Playlist.

And the audio:

So yeah, that was my not-​​valentines, station-​​move-​​day show. I feel good about it. I’m amazed how freaked out I was about fundraising last week, I had fre­quent sen­sa­tions of relief today, which I traced each time to not having to think about money. I am, absolutely, use­less with money. I may well be use­less with music too, but I have a lot more fun with that uselessness.

Here’s the master list of TV sta­tion sign-​​offs.

Thanks to Carl Sagan for calling in from wher­ever pop-​​sci cos­mol­o­gists go when they die. I guess he beat out Pascal’s wager. I asked him if there was actu­ally a god, and he told me (very quick on the draw I thought), bil­lions and bil­lions. Damn. Turns out Dr. Sagan isn’t exactly a Hot Butter fan, more just con­cerned about them.

Was it just me or did the audio sound kind of funny today?

Dj name sug­ges­tions so far: Hugo-​​not. Stimsong (ouch, jesus). And this for­mi­dable list:

dj Voltaire the bas­tard
dj gas sta­tion oj
dj por­poise
dj without a por­poise
dj tub-​​of-​​kittens
dj daf­fodil
dj free lunch
dj grownup
Regular Hugh
Hugh Regular

I think we’re making progress here.