We brought The Morning Show Thing LIVE back.
Not because anyone demanded it. Not because the world needed another live stream.
But because we had coffee… and just enough misplaced confidence to think, “yeah, sure, let’s do this again.”
For the uninitiated (or those who’ve blocked it from memory), The Morning Show Thing started in 2015 as a casual Friday ritual. You’d grab a coffee, join the chat, tell us about your bad day, and somewhere in between our rambling stories, you’d find a few people to make it less bad. It wasn’t therapy. It wasn’t even well-produced. But it was something.
Fast forward to now. The pandemic aged us all a decade, social media platforms imploded, and we somehow lost the ability to be functional humans by 9:30 a.m. And yet… here we are again, live on Substack, rambling about summer holidays, card games with adult children, rogue goats, a cat named Leonardo DiPinci with a sock fetish, and how long it now takes Shannon to dry her hair. (Spoiler: it’s measurable in geological time.)
We also learned:
Bats are easier to catch with a salad spinner than a broom.
Coyotes think we are the ones “loose in their neighbourhood.”
If something goes perfectly once (say, a trip, a concert, a live stream)… we will spend the rest of our lives afraid to do it again in case we ruin it.
So yes, we did it again. And no, we can’t promise it’ll be better next time. But you can watch the replay, laugh along, roll your eyes, and maybe feel a little less alone in the chaos of it all.
And if you were wondering, yes—we’re already overthinking whether to do it again next Friday.
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