And I'm not talking about having two posts in one day.

I have fun Mr. Rogers goodies for you to enjoy! That last sentence is one of the few times an exclamation point is called for.
Mr. Rogers sings about how he likes you for you.

Here's an out of context quote from Daniel, the tiger from the Neighborhood of Make-Believe.

And here's the classic, Mr. Rogers saying goodbye song.

Speaking of which, I should start closing our show by singing that song.

Enjoy.

Everybody always talks about how great ice cream is. But if it disappeared off the face of the Earth, we'd get over it pretty quick.

I’ve always thought a professional massage would be a nice thing to get. But I’ve always been scared by the possibility my masseuse would end up being a 400-pound woman with hair growing out of an inch-wide lip mole.

The toilet paper roll should be positioned so the toilet paper comes out from behind the roll. You’ll never change my mind on this.

Bananas are one of the many foods I hate that I’ve never tried. Why? Because somebody was able to convince someone to put “anana” in the middle of a word. Looking like a phallus doesn’t help, either.

Build a giant Wal-Mart. Put the entire world in there. The only time you would ever have fights would be at Christmas.

Have you ever noticed that gas station attendants are the coolest people in the world? What happened?

You’re never more alone than when you’re showering in the dark.

People who didn’t read much before, read a lot more now thanks to computers. Unfortunately they’re reading LOL, BRB, and :).

If you want to feel true compassion for someone, go to hotornot.com

Why were marshmallows invented? I’m thinking you’d have to envision the s’more before you’d think of the marshmallow.

The Easter Bunny is the biggest manipulation of a holiday to make money. It doesn’t really bother me.

All people have this in common: they have all had that little body spasm right before they fall asleep, feeling like they’ll fall right off the bed.

Is gravy a condiment?

I bet every weatherman has lost a boatload of money at the casino.

Well, the guy who plays George Michael on Arrested Development, at least.

Don't even try to tell me that my co-host and this guy don't look alike.

I hooked up my Nintendo Entertainment System (sometimes I call it NES for short) today.

Yeah, the old 8-bit.

I forgot how good of a game the original Super Mario Brothers was.

I got my hands on some pregnant Britney pictures for your pleasure. In a bikini. Wow.

I ran into a guy I used to work with in Lawrence over the weekend.

But it took me a while to figure it out.

It was one of those things where you see somebody, and start thinking "Hmmm. Looks familiar. But from where?"

Then. It happens.

"Hey, Matt!"

Uh oh. Not only do I not remember his name, but he enthusiastically remembers mine.

What an ass. (Not him, me.)

Then, being the smooth guy I am, I say "Hey. What's your name?"

Nice, Stooks. Have another drink you piece of garbage.

Is there anything worse than someone who's like "Ooooh, you should go to my website because it has all kinds of good stuff and blah, blah, blah, etc., blah"?

Then, they update the thing hardly ever, and then have a radio show that keeps on telling them to go to the website even though there's nothing new ever there?

Oh. I guess that's me.