Hank Watson's Garage Hour Podcast

Just have some: this one's got a look at traffic buggery (you can't be that bad by mistake), dogs on neighbors' property (hello or hunting?), big rigs protesting in Canada (still the best neighbor a country could have), firearm sales going up-up-up (especially amongst first-time shoppers), easy knife break-in, and skillsetting the Borg on the left with your geek powers (build it!). There's always more:  saltwater, honey and shoelaces, a little gearhead doctorin' for fun and painful stingers, with a special appearance by Rooster Cogburn.

Just have some: this one's got a look at traffic buggery (you can't be that bad by mistake), dogs on neighbors' property (hello or hunting?), big rigs protesting in Canada (still the best neighbor a country could have), firearm sales going up-up-up (especially amongst first-time shoppers), easy knife break-in, and skillsetting the Borg on the left with your geek powers (build it!). There's always more:  saltwater, honey and shoelaces, a little gearhead doctorin' for fun and painful stingers, with a special appearance by Rooster Cogburn.

This episode was a big-belly special after only a few minutes - even the villains were edible.  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort ran a surprise salvo at Location B(eer)'s head brewer Jon Taylor, and he responded with truckloads of ingredients, styles, practices and flavor.  That means everything from burgers to baloney and fine sips a'plenty, plus a debate of cask versus tap and some of the geek vigor that makes it all possible. ...Featuring Downtown Brown, Tiny Eyes Double-IPA, Soul Horkey, Stay Here, 9.5 Thesis, plus Manzanita's Night Fighter and Norman Greenbaum.

This episode was a big-belly special after only a few minutes - even the villains were edible.  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort ran a surprise salvo at Location B(eer)'s head brewer Jon Taylor, and he responded with truckloads of ingredients, styles, practices and flavor.  That means everything from burgers to baloney and fine sips a'plenty, plus a debate of cask versus tap and some of the geek vigor that makes it all possible. ...Featuring Downtown Brown, Tiny Eyes Double-IPA, Soul Horkey, Stay Here, 9.5 Thesis, plus Manzanita's Night Fighter and Norman Greenbaum.

Geeks are here to help - we know stuff you don't (and your ignorance makes us want to help even more).  Just let it happen.  From furniture moving (why would you want to live amongst things that are so crappy you'll throw them away), fixing Christmas lights (totally worth it), the return of vacuum mods, and our standing prohibition of scrambled egg juice, the Garage Hour can make everything better. Junk in the trunk: 16-Volt, KMFDM, Los Straitjackets, the Sword, I Mother Earth, Orbital, Chrystal Method, Jesus Lizard, AC/DC, Spahn Ranch and Testament.

Geeks are here to help - we know stuff you don't (and your ignorance makes us want to help even more).  Just let it happen.  From furniture moving (why would you want to live amongst things that are so crappy you'll throw them away), fixing Christmas lights (totally worth it), the return of vacuum mods, and our standing prohibition of scrambled egg juice, the Garage Hour can make everything better. Junk in the trunk: 16-Volt, KMFDM, Los Straitjackets, the Sword, I Mother Earth, Orbital, Chrystal Method, Jesus Lizard, AC/DC, Spahn Ranch and Testament.

Got'ta wear shorts - why not in the middle of winter?  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort is pursued by Jason and Peyton from Trinity and "Regular" Bill into Location "B" for broken Dodges, tube amps, reconned speakers, buying more ammo (pop some pork), and DUI cash cows.  Fire was required for Bill's booger bias, and Kamel Hairass is still an embarrassing failure. Fine sips for you: Space Force IPA, Slap Yer' Mammy (in the cask), Vienna Lager, leftover Oktoberfest, and a guest appearance by scratch-built pizza and Tincup Whiskey.

Got'ta wear shorts - why not in the middle of winter?  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort is pursued by Jason and Peyton from Trinity and "Regular" Bill into Location "B" for broken Dodges, tube amps, reconned speakers, buying more ammo (pop some pork), and DUI cash cows.  Fire was required for Bill's booger bias, and Kamel Hairass is still an embarrassing failure. Fine sips for you: Space Force IPA, Slap Yer' Mammy (in the cask), Vienna Lager, leftover Oktoberfest, and a guest appearance by scratch-built pizza and Tincup Whiskey.

So much for on-topic - you can't get lost when you're already there.  The Gearhead Consultancy is off to the races yet again, this time debating whether left and right is better than here to there, and arriving at the fact that both could require talent so you'd better have some. Like the ads say, there's more: the ret-con of Bubba's faux-noose fail, the scary fact that your map-app is out to get you (Who said artificial intelligence is required to like you?), and rock with roll by Fatso Jetson, Bio-Mechanical Degeneration, Atomic Bitchwax, Failure and Tom Waits.  

So much for on-topic - you can't get lost when you're already there.  The Gearhead Consultancy is off to the races yet again, this time debating whether left and right is better than here to there, and arriving at the fact that both could require talent so you'd better have some. Like the ads say, there's more: the ret-con of Bubba's faux-noose fail, the scary fact that your map-app is out to get you (Who said artificial intelligence is required to like you?), and rock with roll by Fatso Jetson, Bio-Mechanical Degeneration, Atomic Bitchwax, Failure and Tom Waits.

Don't get too much awesome in your Christmas chili: it's time to put the nose to the Panetone and activate your Lurker Sense. From foolish gun buy-backs and anti-cop Dem politicos being carjacked for irony and hypocrisy, to putting better presents in your stockings, the Garage Hour has the holiday goodness for your (belated) merry margarita. Yes, have some. Don't forget the basics (because we didn't): The Bullet Points, AWR Hawkins, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Brian Setzer Orchestra and Burl Freakin' Ives.

Don't get too much awesome in your Christmas chili: it's time to put the nose to the Panetone and activate your Lurker Sense. From foolish gun buy-backs and anti-cop Dem politicos being carjacked for irony and hypocrisy, to putting better presents in your stockings, the Garage Hour has the holiday goodness for your (belated) merry margarita. Yes, have some. Don't forget the basics (because we didn't): The Bullet Points, AWR Hawkins, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Brian Setzer Orchestra and Burl Freakin' Ives.

Pre-Christmas madness from the one-track guardrails-by-braille festival of gearhead goodness that makes the Garage Hour's wheels turn: Rhino-lined FJ80s versus Plasti-Dip Miatas, Cowboy Bebop (versus the Netflix remake), vinegar and marinade goodness and good bumper selections versus pinkos in the grocery store, and electric cars versus politics.  Why do electric cars have to be racist now?  Let them suck (or swim) on their own, and leave the palest pyramid scheme vampie alone with his billions. Shouts outed to Hoosier Eric, Dustin v2, the Ayatollah, Chef Jeff, .45 Phil and Gringo Rich (and the ignominious end of the name "Dick"...).

Pre-Christmas madness from the one-track guardrails-by-braille festival of gearhead goodness that makes the Garage Hour's wheels turn: Rhino-lined FJ80s versus Plasti-Dip Miatas, Cowboy Bebop (versus the Netflix remake), vinegar and marinade goodness and good bumper selections versus pinkos in the grocery store, and electric cars versus politics.  Why do electric cars have to be racist now?  Let them suck (or swim) on their own, and leave the palest pyramid scheme vampie alone with his billions. Shouts outed to Hoosier Eric, Dustin v2, the Ayatollah, Chef Jeff, .45 Phil and Gringo Rich (and the ignominious end of the name "Dick"...).

Do stuff (because you can) - pedalling the Subie wagoon cross-country is a great time to collect some serious gearhead thoughts.  Garage Hour's Hostus Maximus peels apart the reasons for actually hating a thing - not because you were told to, but because it's bad.  Start with driverless cars and semis, add the right to repair (if you own it, why can't you fix it?), and finish with clowning those boobs who can't run a set of headights ...With shouts out to Chef Jeff, the Diesel Ayatollah, .45 Phil, the Jaimz Unit, Popeye's muscles, Greedo's eggs (Han shot first) and some industrial and darkwave yumminess.

Do stuff (because you can) - pedalling the Subie wagoon cross-country is a great time to collect some serious gearhead thoughts.  Garage Hour's Hostus Maximus peels apart the reasons for actually hating a thing - not because you were told to, but because it's bad.  Start with driverless cars and semis, add the right to repair (if you own it, why can't you fix it?), and finish with clowning those boobs who can't run a set of headights ...With shouts out to Chef Jeff, the Diesel Ayatollah, .45 Phil, the Jaimz Unit, Popeye's muscles, Greedo's eggs (Han shot first) and some industrial and darkwave yumminess.

Why do things "because that's how we always dude them"?  Dump the habits that don't make sense and honor the physics of traffic (with a little nod to the law, just to keep those tickets to a minimum), and make the phone-nodding top-knot neck-beard half-wit behind you think about hissowndamnself for a change. Watch the traffic elitist behind you when you take your foot of the brakes at a red light, and test their skill (or lack thereof).  The road ain't a solo act, and we're all in this mess together - might as well own it.

Why do things "because that's how we always dude them"?  Dump the habits that don't make sense and honor the physics of traffic (with a little nod to the law, just to keep those tickets to a minimum), and make the phone-nodding top-knot neck-beard half-wit behind you think about hissowndamnself for a change. Watch the traffic elitist behind you when you take your foot of the brakes at a red light, and test their skill (or lack thereof).  The road ain't a solo act, and we're all in this mess together - might as well own it.

Remember, many of the world's great problems could have been smothered in the crib - don't let your headache grow into World War Seven.  The Garage Hour is here to help when it does, though, with everything from trailer hitches (stalking your every shin), Bowie weirdness (better to burn out), abject madness (of lefty relatives), new-car invasiveness (bought a truck but sold his data), and Night Fliers (the book or the Mustang?). Don't be dismayed - there's more: notworking highway workers, Indiana pinkos, Nissan owners, deer fear, and trailer bitches.

Remember, many of the world's great problems could have been smothered in the crib - don't let your headache grow into World War Seven.  The Garage Hour is here to help when it does, though, with everything from trailer hitches (stalking your every shin), Bowie weirdness (better to burn out), abject madness (of lefty relatives), new-car invasiveness (bought a truck but sold his data), and Night Fliers (the book or the Mustang?). Don't be dismayed - there's more: notworking highway workers, Indiana pinkos, Nissan owners, deer fear, and trailer bitches.