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!