Me when I found out I was going to be on Extra Hot Great.
The recording starts, and I realize I’ve forgotten how to talk or say anything clever at all.
But then I get a question right.
And a THREE-POINT question.
But then I blank and my mouth spews gibberish.
(Ok, it was “Benson” which IS a word and a podcast joke, but still.)
Another wrong answer.
And another wrong.
Math tells me that my window of opportunity is waning.
So I go ALL IN. Throw caution to the wind!
I’m just going to guess shit.
It didn’t work.
Me, the second we were done recording.
But I go out with friends, and we get food.
And some drinks.
I stop thinking about what I should have said.
And remember I’m still fabulous.
And that I live amongst an embarrassment of taco riches.
And everything will be ok!
Thanks, EHG! Good luck, Kim!
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