Is reality following me around, or what? Earlier today, sitting in Ms. Tammy's chair having my beard trimmed and my hair laughed about, one of her other customers overheard us talking about KHOZ, and how many different things each of their employees does. She asked how we do all those things while we're doing our show. When I explained that almost all hours are "pre-recorded" (didn't figure their jargon scrambler was geared to 'voice-tracking'), Tammy almost dropped me out of the chair with her question: "You mean, when the weather's really crappy but you guys are telling me what a BEAUTIFUL DAY it is, that's because y'all aren't even THERE?" Don't know which hits me as sadder: fact that this happens at all, or that when it does the audience thinks we're there but are just that inattentive--or stupid.