To the one whom this concerns:

iTunes has now released free podcasts of This American Life. I truly psyched about this, because now I can listen at my leisure, without the added stress of an impending dinner at your dad’s looming over-head. I also thought that this would be a great way to pass my metro time, although I was (and still am) very self-conscious because the content makes me smile and/or laugh out loud. Still, I’m no crazier than most Parisians on public transportation, and at least I haven’t set any buses aflame in the last two weeks. But I digress.

Yesterday on my way home from work, I listened to the first podcast. The theme of this episode was recordings made for other people, and part one was my newest favorite TAL story ever. It topped the one where he taped 24 hours in the Chicago diner AND the one about the girl who only ate chicken. It was about a voicemail message that a guy’s mother had left for him when he was in college, and how the message got forwarded around campus. It was such a well-crafted story and it was so something that could have happened at Midd. It was hilarious, and I know so many people who would love it, especially you.

I miss you.

Damn you.