My friend John Musick took me to breakfast one morning. I felt like a grandpa in the left lane when I came back to the table with my food to see him uncoiling cables and hooking up microphones. “Ever heard of podcasting?”
It was a little unusual, and kind of disruptive for my gustation, but it was fun to do. So if anyone ever wants to hear me blather on about myself with my mouth full, I guess they’ll have their chance.