May 8, 2026 • 31 mins
Ben Maller checks in from the remote podcast studio for a special Fifth Hour preview as the show gears up for the first-ever back-to-back, belly-to-belly Maller Meet and Greets. Ben walks down memory lane, reliving the unforgettable characters and chaos that define these events—from Pete in Pittsburgh rocking a paper bag over his head, to Mouthwash Mike going all-in on questionable life choices, to Ed and Christina from Spokane leading the legendary Maller Man March through Seattle. It’s nostalgia, anticipation, and a celebration of the Maller Militia. But it’s not all laughs—Ben also opens up about a traumatic trip to the gas pump that left emotional scars. Hit play, follow, subscribe, and spread the word—the pirate ship keeps sailing with you on board.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Kabooms.
Speaker 2 (00:02):
If you thought four hours a day, twelve hundred minutes
a week was enough, think again. He's the last remnants
of the old republic, a sol fashion of fairness. He
treats crackheads in the ghetto cutter the same as the
rich pill poppers in the penthouse.
Speaker 1 (00:18):
Wow.
Speaker 2 (00:18):
It's the clearinghouse of hot takes. Break free for something special.
The Fifth Hour with Ben Maller starts right now in.
Speaker 1 (00:29):
The air everywhere, The Fifth Hour with me, Ben Maler,
as we hang out together here on this Friday, the
eighth day of May. It is World Donkey Day today,
so make sure to celebrate appropriately. We love the word donkey.
It's a fun word. On this podcast, we will address
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the accidentally wandering into a Ken Burns documentary and a
gassy problem, among other things, as we are united as
one here on this Friday. Now, if you have been
paying attention the last couple of days, have not been
at the watch post, have not been at the catbird seat.
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We'll get into that right now now. If you had
told me a few weeks back that I would voluntarily
be leaving my home, the Malor Mansion and again boarding
a cross country flight and embarking on what can only
be described as a two day traveling circus of sports
radio degeneracy. I would have said, Eh, that sounds pretty
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pretty tiring. Is that on YouTube? What channel is that on?
Is that on TV? And yet as we sit here today,
we are on the precipice of the big Shindig. Today
is the day the start of the great adventure, or
at least what passes for adventure when you're a middle
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aged overnight talk show host whose natural habitat is an empty,
dimly lit studio and a microphone that doesn't generally argue back.
I just kind of hit the little thing of a jig,
the button. I turned that on. I start yapping. So,
as you boys know, we've been away from the Post
the last couple of nights, which, for someone who thrives
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on routine and just mild discomfort, mild discomfort felt like
a spiritual gap year. It really did. The last couple
of days being away from the post. One day was
a travel day in a metal tube. Because apparently teleportation
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is still in the beta testing phase. We have not
gotten to that point. We need the goblins to help
us out. More from the dimension at the bottom of
the Sea, and then we spent a day roaming up
and down the I ninety five corridor like a confused
tourist who accidentally wandered in to some kind of ken
(03:00):
Burns documentary. So Boston, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, Portland, Maine and
all parts in between, a scenic tour of places where
people use wicked as punctuation and every third building looks
like it played a major role in the American Revolution,
and you have no idea what that role was. It's charming,
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it's historic, it's much different than what we are used
to in southern California. It's also a lot of walking
and a yapping around with people you don't really know
all that stuff. So tonight, anyway, tonight we pivot less history,
more hysteria. Will be at Finnway. Pack for the Red
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Sox and the Rays, which is Baseball's way of saying,
come for the nostalgia, stay for the eighteen dollar beer
and what is it like fifty dollars poutine? I'm not
getting that lobster poutine. I don't eat seafood. Finnway is
one of those places I've been lucky. I've been here
a few times over the years at Finway, and you
go there, you're supposed to appreciate it like jazz or
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spending time with your in laws. And I do appreciate
Fenway Park. I do. I appreciate the history of it,
the fact that Babe Ruth played in that stadium, and
all the greats of baseball the last one hundred years
played there from a seated position as I sit down
and watch with the proper snacks and the monster Dog,
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the Finway Monster Dog. Now, the game is just the appetizer.
The game is just the appetizer. You're invited to the game.
If you have a ticket, We're not inviting you to
the game because after that it is on. Like Donkey Kong.
We begin our first ever back to back event weekend
on a maul or meet and greet. Never has this
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happened before, It may never happen again. That's right. Two nights,
two shows, like a stand up comic coming to town,
except nothing be all that funny, and instead you have
a tight I have approximately not forty five minutes of hours.
You know, you know how comedy goes a comedian goes out.
There's like thirty forty minutes in a set and it's
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it's all ready to go, it's all structured, it's all
planned out. This is unstructured chaos with you people that
I mostly know from your voice on the phone, or
sometimes not even that you don't call in at all.
I don't know who you are, so I'll be there.
Kooble Loop has made the track and Lorraine not all
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on hand, plus Mike the Leprechaun and Mike in New
Hampshire who put this shin Dig together. We thank both
of them for their help. And Mike the Leperkhn has
been very active in this regard. Alf the Alien Opiner
expected to make a rare and appropriate appearance at the
Worcester event, so Alf should be there. Danny DeVito the
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trash man, not the actor, which I feel legal obligated
to clarify because some of you don't understand that it's
Dandy and Vito, America's favorite trash man. You don't get that.
I have to clarify that. Because someone shows up expecting
Hollywood and gets something where someone's used to wearing an
orange vest and picking up trash cans, it's quite quite different,
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quite different. So we've done a few of these over
the years as you know, and every single Malard meat
and greed has its own signature moment. Not planned, not rehearsed, organic,
usually not advisable, and not safe for kids. Take Boston
for example. We've been in Boston a few times. This
is our third Mallard meat greed I think we've done
over the years in Boston, maybe our fourth. The last
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time we were here where we did an event blind
Scott and I. That was before blind Scott went through
a lot of changes. But Blind Scott and I, along
with a couple other pe ones, somehow we're able to
not ding Dong ditch Wane from Southee what. We waited
for him to go to the bathroom and then skid
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daddled out of there. So we left Wayne behind the
bathroom at the Cask and Flagon and just left. Not
our finest moment, also not our worst, which should concern
everyone involved. So it was me blind Scott, I remember
one of the dudes with some Toronto. We had the
couple from Maine and we went out on our way
doing our thing and it was fine. It was all good.
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Then there was Pittsburgh years ago. This goes way back.
Pete and Pittsburgh great caller Howard Stern, guy always on
the spectrum, loyal to the show, and was hanging out
at the famous sandwich shop in Pittsburgh with the fries
on top of the sandwich, which is really good. And
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it was like three in the morning. I showed up,
drove in, Pete, met me the bread man the dough boy,
but Pete refused to take a photo unless he had
a bag over his head, so we had to track
down a bag. The people at the sandwich shop gave
us a bag, and in retrospect, might have been the
smartest branding decision anyone has ever made at one of
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these events, and so everyone else was like, oh, yeah,
I don't mind take a picture of Pete and Pittsburgh.
Now gonna put a bag in my head. Seattle gave
us the Malorman March twenty all time most amusing events
we've done in Seattle. Ed from Spokane and Christina from Spokane.
We marched through downtown like we were storming a castle,
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except the castle was a Seahawks game against the forty
nine ers on a Sunday night to close out the
regular season, and the only resistance came from people trying
to nap on the sidewalk. When I say people, I'm
talking about homeless people. This was pre fentanyl, so there
wasn't any fentanyl people. There were just people that were
zombies without the fennyl. And they were understandably annoyed that
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we were not napping in the middle of the day,
that what we were doing here that that weekend included
Robbie the Mariner, Fan Nostradinis, JJ in Ourentan, among other dignitaries,
and the Malaar militia that made their appearances at that
particular event in Vegas. We've done that a few times.
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The most famous Vegas malard meet and greet was Mouthwash
Mike his time to shine. He showed up with a
bottle of generic brand yellow mouthwash from Walmart, highest alcohol content,
that is why he chose, said yellow mouthwash. Who knew?
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And he showed up with a dream. He got completely schnocker,
which I don't think is true. I think he already
was completely schnockered prior to set event. And at one
point he invited me to go swimming in the iconic
Belagio fountains. I said, well, that's that's not right, that's
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not right. We should we get in trouble with that. No, no, no,
I do it all the time. Come on, I got
my swimsuit like August where it was one hundred and
you know, gazillion degrees one hundred and seventy in Vegas
or whatever. Say he's like, let's go to the Blagio.
We'll go swimming in the fountain. I'm good. I'm good,
and a kind of idea that sounds fun until you
remember you have to end up explaining yourself to security
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and get a trespassing citation and all that. Then there
was Minnesota that featured hollering James who demanded I come
to his table and have a meeting, and like a
server who forgot the ketchup, and he he wanted me
to watch him eat a cheeseburger. I don't need to eat.
I don't need to watch you eat a cheeseburger, James,
I don't I'm good. There was the Doc Mike spin
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cycle Regina Full Wedding, which had all the pageantry of
a real wedding but none of the legal consequences. My
kind of commitment, which I guess I loosely m seed
and you also had somehow, some way nineteen eighties NFL
quarterback from the Minnesota Vikings, Tommy Kramer just appeared like
a sports themed the great Tommy Kramer, very nice man.
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I don't know why he showed up, but he was there.
He was welcoming me to Minnesota. And just a few
weeks ago in Cincinnati watched it was Newport, Kentucky at
Strong's Brick Oven Pizzeria. There in Newport, we had Dick
In Dayton and Ohio Al providing live music, which was
both unexpectedly great and significantly better than anything I've ever
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done on a kazoo. We thought it would be good,
and oftentimes when you think something is going to be good,
you are greatly disappointed. At Ohio Al and Dick and
Dayton did not disappoint. They nailed it. Then came the
postgame party. Now similar to the getaway in Boston where
I took blind Scott guy from Toronto, the couple from
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Maine and we went out and about no, no, no, no,
this was a little different. This was more planned out.
We had Queen Roxanne. Robbie the Mariner fan was writing shotgun.
That's a big shotgun. It's justin in Cincinnati, would say.
Tommy from Atlanta and can't close the Deal'neil and his
son Corbyn were all with us, a rotating cast of
characters that sounds like a rejected sitcom plot from the
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nineteen nineties. Somehow it just worked, somehow. So we left
the Malameat and greet as you know, we went to Covington, Kentucky,
this beautiful park overlooking the skyline of Cincinnati and the
Ohio River and all the bridges and all that. Then
we went to the Reds game, had Greater's ice cream
after the game, and then drove all the way up
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to Dayton Hoober Heights to go to BUCkies. Now that
is a perfect day. As we documented in a previous
edition of this podcast, the point is you never know.
You never know what the moment will be. You just
don't know. And that's both the appeal and the concern,
because you don't know what you don't know is a
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great philosophy for adventure and a terrible one for liability insurance.
So here we go again. Here we go again. I
did a podcast last week giving out details of the
Malameat and Greek. Disregard that podcast, Disregard everything that was
in that podcast. This today because days the day. This
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is the podcast of record, So tonight here we go.
After the Red Sox game, we will head over to
the Mighty Squirrel Taproom. Now, have I ever been to
the Mighty Squirrel Taproom? Absolutely not, I have never been there.
But we'll head over to the Mighty Squirrel tap Room
convenuely located at one David Ortiz Drive, which I guess
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is the real address, or someone just busting my chops here.
It's some kind of weird contest. I'm told. It's a
short walk from Finnway, which is good because after nine
innings of sitting and eating pretzels and hot dogs and
peanuts and all that, the body needs to be reminded
that it still functions. So that'll be going. I will
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be on after not all, and we're gonna be there
after the Red Sox game. Who knows who's going to
show up. I have no idea. We'll be there. Hopefully
you can attend the Mighty Squirrel tap Room. We will
be there after the Red Sox game, probably nine point
thirty ten is till it closes, I think closes midnight
or one or something like that. Then tomorrow or some
of you call it Saturday after the WUSS game, We'll
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be there hanging out. That's a four o'clock start. I'll
be throwing out the first pitch. Excited about that. We
will then hang in Wooster for the Malor meet and greet.
It has been changed. This is a venue change. We'd
like to alert all the affiliates down the line. This
is a venue change. Venue change. We're gonna hang out
at bowl Lands. I don't even know what that is.
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It's a brand new Irish bar. We've got a private room,
so we're gonna be in a private room, live band,
great food, all the ingredients for either a very memorable
night or a cautionary tale. And we will not know
until this event is over. And the beauty of it is.
I am both excited and mildly horrified at the same time.
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And here's why, because, on one hand, this is really
the essence of what the show is about. This is
the secret sauce, right connecting with you, the listener, and
connecting with people who call in at ungodly hours and
turn the solo microphone into something resembling a community. And
it's a solo act when I'm on the microphone and
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it's weird, wacky, it's niche, as some would say, and
somehow it just seems to work. On the other hand,
it does require me to be somewhat social in public repeatedly.
And I also want to stress again that while I
do not necessarily love this, I do it as something
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that needs to be done, and I occasionally enjoyed them.
I occasionally enjoy them. You don't need an invite to this.
There's no invitation required. If you're a fan of the show,
if you've heard the show, you never called the show,
You've never emailed the show. That's most of the people.
You're just a person ease dropping in. You can come
in and hang out and be part of the schmooze,
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because we'll be schmooze. I am, at my core a
man who would rather stay home. I get it. I
would rather complain about the world and watch my sports
and peace. I enjoy people in small doses, kind of
like hot sauce or the in laws extended family. However,
this is a full buffet of humanity, is what it is.
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And yet every time we do one of these things,
something happens. Something you could not script, could not predict,
what's going to happen and probably shouldn't encourage to happen again.
Whether it was the guy with the bag on his head,
the spontaneous parade in Seattle, the full wedding in Minnesota,
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the near arrest involving fountains in Vegas, it's all ridiculous,
all absurd, it's unnecessary, and it's exactly why we do
these things. So if you're in the area today, we're
going Boston again tonight after the Red Sox game, will
be out at the Squirrel Establishment, and then Worcester tomorrow,
or anywhere within a reasonable or unreasonable driving distance. Come
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on by no password, no secret handshake, no speakeasy, no
minimum requirement of sanity, just show up. Because if there's
one thing that we've learned from all of this over
the years, it's that the world is fundamentally ridoculous. It's
absolutely ridiculous, and it's a lot more fun when you
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stop pretending otherwise. So just you know, if you're a
little uppity and all that, just calm down, calm down,
everything be fine. We just gonna have a good time
and soak it all in and have a great day
all right now. Meanwhile, I did want to announce earlier
this week, prior to getting on the plane and flying
to the East coast. Here we crossed the Rubicon this week. Yes,
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that's right, not the Rubicon like Julius Caesar crossing the Rubicon.
No legions, no empire, no dramatic betrayal of a Roman senate. However,
something far more personal and far more upsettling, far more Californian.
I paid, for the first time in my life, how
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much for a tank of gas? How much do you
think I paid for a tank of gas?
Speaker 2 (18:31):
This week?
Speaker 1 (18:32):
It obviously rose to the level of being mentioned here
on the podcast. I paid, you got a number? Okay, good?
I paid ninety five dollars for a tank of gas.
Ninety five dollars. I didn't buy gas. I entered into
a long term financial agreement with a pump. In fact,
I feel like I should have taken the pump home
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with me. There should have been paperwork, a notary, possibly
a co signer. I half expected the machine to ask
me about my credit score before dispensing the unleaded gasoline.
Now I've had the same car the use the car
that I take to work. The other cars changed a
little bit, but I've had the same car, the Malordmobile,
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for thirteen years. Now. There's a couple other cars, and
I might get to some of those stories over the
course of the weekend. But I've had this car that
I've been using the last you know, forever many years,
for about thirteen years. That's not a car anymore. That's
a relationship. That's a marriage that without the arguments, because
the car doesn't talk back. It just sits there, stoic, dependable,
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quietly judging me. We have an understanding. I don't ask
much of it, and it doesn't strand me on the
side of the one oh one or the four h
five at four in the morning, all right, or on
my way to the studios there in Sherman Oaks, the
Fox Sports radio compound, Premiere Networks. It's what I call
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a set it and forget it vehicle. We don't do
a shout out, so we can't do a shout out
to Ron pol Peel, but set it and forget it,
like a crock pot or a bad haircut. And so
this car is not electric, it's not hybrid. It doesn't whisper,
there's no whispering. It roars, It gulps gasoline like it's
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on an open, open bar at a wedding. It just
loves the gasoline. Now, back when I got it, that
was fine. Gas was not cheap. It was the m word.
Manageable tank of gas. When I first got the car
would run me forty forty five to fifty five dollars
if I was feeling fancy and blurged on the more
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expensive stuff. But you know I don't do that. I
don't do that. So here's you about fifty bucks. Now,
fifty bucks, you grumble, you sigh, you pay it, You
move on with your life. You don't rethink your existence
at fifty bucks. Now. Now I'm at the pump, watching
the numbers climb like they're trying to summit Mount Everest.
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Sixty dollars seventy? Do I hear eighty? How about eighty five?
Do I hear eighty five? I start bargaining with the car.
Do you really need a full tank? Do you really
need that full tank? Maybe we just do a little
top off a snack and you don't need the full meal.
The car says nothing. The pump continues ninety ninety five.
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I swear the gas tank was laughing at me, was
pointing and laughing like from the Simpsons. Haha, not a chuckle,
a full villainous cartoon laugh, like it had just tied
me to the railroad tracks. Don't do that. I don't
want to be tied to the railroad tracks. Ninety five
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dollars for gas. This is not a purchase, you understand.
This is a traumatic event. I needed to sit down afterwards.
I took a photo of it. I sent it to
all my friends. I send it to my brothers. I said, hey,
you guys, miss California, Welcome to Welcome to California. Moment
here ninety five dollars for tank of gas. And so
I took a moment, and maybe a support group would
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have been nice. It's like, Hi, my name is Ben,
and I just filled up my tank. Everyone nods, they understand. Right.
There's a guy in a corner who paid one hundred
and two. He's not speaking it. And the thing is,
ninety five dollars is not just a number. That is
a comparison. That is a nice dinner, that is an
evening out, that is an appetizer, that is more than
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one appetizer, that's the entree, dessert, maybe even a drink.
You're living dangerously all of that that's an appetizer, the
main course, the dessert, the drink all of it. Instead,
I poured it into a metal box so I can
drive to work and talk into a microphone, even though
I have a remote studio at the Malor Mansion where
I could work from and not spend ninety five do
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a week on gas. Make it make sense? The car
doesn't even say thank you. It doesn't say thank you.
So what makes this worse? All right? What makes this worse?
What really pushes my buttons right and pushes this into
existential territory is perspective now. As you know, I was
just in Cincinnati and Kentucky, lovely places on God's green Earth.
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People there were complaining about gas. When I was in Cincinnati,
gas was about three seventy five a gallon. They were
complaining about this. They were grumbling, can you believe the
price of gas is three seventy five? And I wanted
to grab them by the shoulders and say, don't you
understand what you have? Do you understand the paradise you're
living in here in Kentucky and in Ohio. And you
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know there's Scott who's from Socoal. Scott in Kentucky, Northern Kentucky.
He knows he's lived the life right and these people
are complaining. It's like, what are you doing? You don't
complain at three dollars and seventy five cent gas. You celebrate,
you throw a parade, you name a street after it.
In California, three seventy five is a nostalgic memory for
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a gallon of gas. That's a story you tell your
grandchildren back in my day, we paid three seventy five
for a gallon of gas. And they'll look at you
the way you look at someone who says they bought
a house for eighty thousand dollars in nineteen seventy eight.
They won't believe you. They'll think you are making it up.
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Well that's not true. Well no, no, no, it is true.
Know you made that up. So again, here we're flirting
with six seven dollars gas in California, depending on where
you go, what time it is, and all that. Whether
mercury is in retroade is Andrea the astrology insider would say,
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whether the wind is blowing east or out of the south.
There are many variables, many variables. I feel like I
need a meteorologist to predict the price of gas, which
seems wrong to me. And it's like, well, Ben, we've
got a high pressure system coming in from the Middle East.
It's a bomb cyclone, and that is going to drive
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up prices about fifty cents a gallon by Thursday. And yes, listen,
we're not naive. We know why the latest conflict involving
ran in the Middle East, the instability supply concerns. It
all trickles down to me standing at a pump in
southern California staring at numbers that look like a grocery bill.
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The global geopolitical world that we are involved in, whether
we want to be or not, it has become intensely local,
very local. It's not abstract anymore. It's not something you
read about and nod thoughtfully. It's something that empties your
wallet in real time. And it's even crazier in California
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because they tack on a dollar fifty or whatever it
is in taxation. And so I'm not even going anywhere interesting,
like this is the part that bothers me the most,
Like I'm not driving up the Pacific Coast Highway to
enjoy the beautiful Pacific Ocean and have the windows down,
the music playing, feeling like I'm in a commercial to
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try to sell you a car. I'm driving to work.
I'm driving at night. I'm playing dodgeball with crackheads, fent
and all freaks and other creatures of the night, things
that go bumpity bump of the night on the same
route I've driven for many, many years. There is no
romance here. There is no romance. I know exactly where
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I am based on the street signs. Of course, that's
hard to do these days, because every street sign is
for a ambulance chasing attorney. There is no adventure. The
point is, there is no venture in this. There is
just me, the car, and a financial burden that used
to be an inconvenience and is now a storyline worthy
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of a mention on the podcast. Now, I have started
to notice things, little things I don't I don't know
what's the word I'm looking for. I'm trying to think
of that, like some things have changed over the years
that I didn't notice before, And you know, I'm trying
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to deal with it, like the price of gas and
things like this, and just take your time. Everything will
be great. We'll be fine. It'll be it'll be okay.
And you know when you're going to work, you're in
a hurry to treat red lights like a like an
obstacle to get around, and you're trying to be more calm,
be like, okay, this is just an opportunity to relax.
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I don't know that I've become that guy yet. I
am hyper aware of mileage. I check it like it's
blood pressure, like my blood pressure. So the car knows
the car sense is weakness. I believe the car since
is weakness. And then there's Costco gas. Now, Costco has
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always been the great equalizer. It has always been the
great equalizer, the place where you go to feel like
you're beating the system. I'm getting a deal where you're
getting gas. I'm going to Costco? Why are you going
to Costco? I'm getting a deal now. Even there it
is expensive. You know, when Costco gas is feeling like
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a luxury item, something has shifted in the universe. There's
something different. We have crossed a line. We have absolutely
crossed the line. We have crossed the rubicon. And again,
I am not a Caesar. I am not a Caesar salad.
No one is conquering anything. However, in my small erotic,
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gas gustling world. Something fundamental has changed. What used to
be background noise. The cost of a tank of gas,
the routines stop at the pump, has become four ground drama,
a rama. And we are just days away from this thing,
crossing one hundred dollars for a tank of gas. And
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I used to fill up. I would not even pay
attention to the price. I would forget about it. Now
I fill up, and I remember, okay, I remember it,
every dollar, every gallon, every laugh from the gas tank
as I am in tears, of course metaphorically, and I
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drive away, slightly poor, slightly more aware, and slightly more
convinced that somewhere, somehow the car is in on the
joke and they are having a great old time. Ha.
Just like that. Things to look forward to, all right.
On that note, we will get out here, out of here.
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We get the big event tonight, hopefully you can attend.
Not sure the crowd for that. It'll be smaller than
the one that we do on Saturday tomorrow in Worcester,
but again the details on that. Tonight, We'll be hanging
out at the Mighty Squirrel tap Room, myself, Lorena and
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Coop that's located at one David Ortiz Drive. After the
Red Sox game, so probably around ten o'clock until that
place closes. If the game goes quicker, we'll go there earlier.
That's how that works. And then tomorrow on Saturday, we'll
get the Wusocks game and we'll be hanging out in
Worcester for the Big Malor Meet and greet at Bowlands
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brand new Irish Bar, Private Room, Live Band. I'm told
the food is going to be very good. Mike the
Leprechaun and Mike in New Hampshire the Hostess with the Most.
Just to make sure to thank them for having us
come out for this event this weekend in New England.
On that note, we'll be out. We'll have new pods,
scheduled to have new pods all weekend long, oh my god,
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all weekend long. On that note, have a wonderful rest
of your Friday, Friday Friday, and we will catch you
next time. Bye bye See that's the Dick and Dayton
sign off is bye bye
Kabooms.
Speaker 2 (00:02):
If you thought four hours a day, twelve hundred minutes
a week was enough, think again. He's the last remnants
of the old republic, a sol fashion of fairness. He
treats crackheads in the ghetto cutter the same as the
rich pill poppers in the penthouse.
Speaker 1 (00:18):
Wow.
Speaker 2 (00:18):
It's the clearinghouse of hot takes. Break free for something special.
The Fifth Hour with Ben Maller starts right now in.
Speaker 1 (00:29):
The air everywhere, The Fifth Hour with me, Ben Maler,
as we hang out together here on this Friday, the
eighth day of May. It is World Donkey Day today,
so make sure to celebrate appropriately. We love the word donkey.
It's a fun word. On this podcast, we will address
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the accidentally wandering into a Ken Burns documentary and a
gassy problem, among other things, as we are united as
one here on this Friday. Now, if you have been
paying attention the last couple of days, have not been
at the watch post, have not been at the catbird seat.
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We'll get into that right now now. If you had
told me a few weeks back that I would voluntarily
be leaving my home, the Malor Mansion and again boarding
a cross country flight and embarking on what can only
be described as a two day traveling circus of sports
radio degeneracy. I would have said, Eh, that sounds pretty
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pretty tiring. Is that on YouTube? What channel is that on?
Is that on TV? And yet as we sit here today,
we are on the precipice of the big Shindig. Today
is the day the start of the great adventure, or
at least what passes for adventure when you're a middle
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aged overnight talk show host whose natural habitat is an empty,
dimly lit studio and a microphone that doesn't generally argue back.
I just kind of hit the little thing of a jig,
the button. I turned that on. I start yapping. So,
as you boys know, we've been away from the Post
the last couple of nights, which, for someone who thrives
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on routine and just mild discomfort, mild discomfort felt like
a spiritual gap year. It really did. The last couple
of days being away from the post. One day was
a travel day in a metal tube. Because apparently teleportation
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is still in the beta testing phase. We have not
gotten to that point. We need the goblins to help
us out. More from the dimension at the bottom of
the Sea, and then we spent a day roaming up
and down the I ninety five corridor like a confused
tourist who accidentally wandered in to some kind of ken
(03:00):
Burns documentary. So Boston, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, Portland, Maine and
all parts in between, a scenic tour of places where
people use wicked as punctuation and every third building looks
like it played a major role in the American Revolution,
and you have no idea what that role was. It's charming,
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it's historic, it's much different than what we are used
to in southern California. It's also a lot of walking
and a yapping around with people you don't really know
all that stuff. So tonight, anyway, tonight we pivot less history,
more hysteria. Will be at Finnway. Pack for the Red
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Sox and the Rays, which is Baseball's way of saying,
come for the nostalgia, stay for the eighteen dollar beer
and what is it like fifty dollars poutine? I'm not
getting that lobster poutine. I don't eat seafood. Finnway is
one of those places I've been lucky. I've been here
a few times over the years at Finway, and you
go there, you're supposed to appreciate it like jazz or
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spending time with your in laws. And I do appreciate
Fenway Park. I do. I appreciate the history of it,
the fact that Babe Ruth played in that stadium, and
all the greats of baseball the last one hundred years
played there from a seated position as I sit down
and watch with the proper snacks and the monster Dog,
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the Finway Monster Dog. Now, the game is just the appetizer.
The game is just the appetizer. You're invited to the game.
If you have a ticket, We're not inviting you to
the game because after that it is on. Like Donkey Kong.
We begin our first ever back to back event weekend
on a maul or meet and greet. Never has this
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happened before, It may never happen again. That's right. Two nights,
two shows, like a stand up comic coming to town,
except nothing be all that funny, and instead you have
a tight I have approximately not forty five minutes of hours.
You know, you know how comedy goes a comedian goes out.
There's like thirty forty minutes in a set and it's
(05:14):
it's all ready to go, it's all structured, it's all
planned out. This is unstructured chaos with you people that
I mostly know from your voice on the phone, or
sometimes not even that you don't call in at all.
I don't know who you are, so I'll be there.
Kooble Loop has made the track and Lorraine not all
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on hand, plus Mike the Leprechaun and Mike in New
Hampshire who put this shin Dig together. We thank both
of them for their help. And Mike the Leperkhn has
been very active in this regard. Alf the Alien Opiner
expected to make a rare and appropriate appearance at the
Worcester event, so Alf should be there. Danny DeVito the
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trash man, not the actor, which I feel legal obligated
to clarify because some of you don't understand that it's
Dandy and Vito, America's favorite trash man. You don't get that.
I have to clarify that. Because someone shows up expecting
Hollywood and gets something where someone's used to wearing an
orange vest and picking up trash cans, it's quite quite different,
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quite different. So we've done a few of these over
the years as you know, and every single Malard meat
and greed has its own signature moment. Not planned, not rehearsed, organic,
usually not advisable, and not safe for kids. Take Boston
for example. We've been in Boston a few times. This
is our third Mallard meat greed I think we've done
over the years in Boston, maybe our fourth. The last
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time we were here where we did an event blind
Scott and I. That was before blind Scott went through
a lot of changes. But Blind Scott and I, along
with a couple other pe ones, somehow we're able to
not ding Dong ditch Wane from Southee what. We waited
for him to go to the bathroom and then skid
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daddled out of there. So we left Wayne behind the
bathroom at the Cask and Flagon and just left. Not
our finest moment, also not our worst, which should concern
everyone involved. So it was me blind Scott, I remember
one of the dudes with some Toronto. We had the
couple from Maine and we went out on our way
doing our thing and it was fine. It was all good.
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Then there was Pittsburgh years ago. This goes way back.
Pete and Pittsburgh great caller Howard Stern, guy always on
the spectrum, loyal to the show, and was hanging out
at the famous sandwich shop in Pittsburgh with the fries
on top of the sandwich, which is really good. And
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it was like three in the morning. I showed up,
drove in, Pete, met me the bread man the dough boy,
but Pete refused to take a photo unless he had
a bag over his head, so we had to track
down a bag. The people at the sandwich shop gave
us a bag, and in retrospect, might have been the
smartest branding decision anyone has ever made at one of
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these events, and so everyone else was like, oh, yeah,
I don't mind take a picture of Pete and Pittsburgh.
Now gonna put a bag in my head. Seattle gave
us the Malorman March twenty all time most amusing events
we've done in Seattle. Ed from Spokane and Christina from Spokane.
We marched through downtown like we were storming a castle,
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except the castle was a Seahawks game against the forty
nine ers on a Sunday night to close out the
regular season, and the only resistance came from people trying
to nap on the sidewalk. When I say people, I'm
talking about homeless people. This was pre fentanyl, so there
wasn't any fentanyl people. There were just people that were
zombies without the fennyl. And they were understandably annoyed that
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we were not napping in the middle of the day,
that what we were doing here that that weekend included
Robbie the Mariner, Fan Nostradinis, JJ in Ourentan, among other dignitaries,
and the Malaar militia that made their appearances at that
particular event in Vegas. We've done that a few times.
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The most famous Vegas malard meet and greet was Mouthwash
Mike his time to shine. He showed up with a
bottle of generic brand yellow mouthwash from Walmart, highest alcohol content,
that is why he chose, said yellow mouthwash. Who knew?
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And he showed up with a dream. He got completely schnocker,
which I don't think is true. I think he already
was completely schnockered prior to set event. And at one
point he invited me to go swimming in the iconic
Belagio fountains. I said, well, that's that's not right, that's
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not right. We should we get in trouble with that. No, no, no,
I do it all the time. Come on, I got
my swimsuit like August where it was one hundred and
you know, gazillion degrees one hundred and seventy in Vegas
or whatever. Say he's like, let's go to the Blagio.
We'll go swimming in the fountain. I'm good. I'm good,
and a kind of idea that sounds fun until you
remember you have to end up explaining yourself to security
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and get a trespassing citation and all that. Then there
was Minnesota that featured hollering James who demanded I come
to his table and have a meeting, and like a
server who forgot the ketchup, and he he wanted me
to watch him eat a cheeseburger. I don't need to eat.
I don't need to watch you eat a cheeseburger, James,
I don't I'm good. There was the Doc Mike spin
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cycle Regina Full Wedding, which had all the pageantry of
a real wedding but none of the legal consequences. My
kind of commitment, which I guess I loosely m seed
and you also had somehow, some way nineteen eighties NFL
quarterback from the Minnesota Vikings, Tommy Kramer just appeared like
a sports themed the great Tommy Kramer, very nice man.
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I don't know why he showed up, but he was there.
He was welcoming me to Minnesota. And just a few
weeks ago in Cincinnati watched it was Newport, Kentucky at
Strong's Brick Oven Pizzeria. There in Newport, we had Dick
In Dayton and Ohio Al providing live music, which was
both unexpectedly great and significantly better than anything I've ever
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done on a kazoo. We thought it would be good,
and oftentimes when you think something is going to be good,
you are greatly disappointed. At Ohio Al and Dick and
Dayton did not disappoint. They nailed it. Then came the
postgame party. Now similar to the getaway in Boston where
I took blind Scott guy from Toronto, the couple from
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Maine and we went out and about no, no, no, no,
this was a little different. This was more planned out.
We had Queen Roxanne. Robbie the Mariner fan was writing shotgun.
That's a big shotgun. It's justin in Cincinnati, would say.
Tommy from Atlanta and can't close the Deal'neil and his
son Corbyn were all with us, a rotating cast of
characters that sounds like a rejected sitcom plot from the
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nineteen nineties. Somehow it just worked, somehow. So we left
the Malameat and greet as you know, we went to Covington, Kentucky,
this beautiful park overlooking the skyline of Cincinnati and the
Ohio River and all the bridges and all that. Then
we went to the Reds game, had Greater's ice cream
after the game, and then drove all the way up
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to Dayton Hoober Heights to go to BUCkies. Now that
is a perfect day. As we documented in a previous
edition of this podcast, the point is you never know.
You never know what the moment will be. You just
don't know. And that's both the appeal and the concern,
because you don't know what you don't know is a
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great philosophy for adventure and a terrible one for liability insurance.
So here we go again. Here we go again. I
did a podcast last week giving out details of the
Malameat and Greek. Disregard that podcast, Disregard everything that was
in that podcast. This today because days the day. This
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is the podcast of record, So tonight here we go.
After the Red Sox game, we will head over to
the Mighty Squirrel Taproom. Now, have I ever been to
the Mighty Squirrel Taproom? Absolutely not, I have never been there.
But we'll head over to the Mighty Squirrel tap Room
convenuely located at one David Ortiz Drive, which I guess
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is the real address, or someone just busting my chops here.
It's some kind of weird contest. I'm told. It's a
short walk from Finnway, which is good because after nine
innings of sitting and eating pretzels and hot dogs and
peanuts and all that, the body needs to be reminded
that it still functions. So that'll be going. I will
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be on after not all, and we're gonna be there
after the Red Sox game. Who knows who's going to
show up. I have no idea. We'll be there. Hopefully
you can attend the Mighty Squirrel tap Room. We will
be there after the Red Sox game, probably nine point
thirty ten is till it closes, I think closes midnight
or one or something like that. Then tomorrow or some
of you call it Saturday after the WUSS game, We'll
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be there hanging out. That's a four o'clock start. I'll
be throwing out the first pitch. Excited about that. We
will then hang in Wooster for the Malor meet and greet.
It has been changed. This is a venue change. We'd
like to alert all the affiliates down the line. This
is a venue change. Venue change. We're gonna hang out
at bowl Lands. I don't even know what that is.
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It's a brand new Irish bar. We've got a private room,
so we're gonna be in a private room, live band,
great food, all the ingredients for either a very memorable
night or a cautionary tale. And we will not know
until this event is over. And the beauty of it is.
I am both excited and mildly horrified at the same time.
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And here's why, because, on one hand, this is really
the essence of what the show is about. This is
the secret sauce, right connecting with you, the listener, and
connecting with people who call in at ungodly hours and
turn the solo microphone into something resembling a community. And
it's a solo act when I'm on the microphone and
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it's weird, wacky, it's niche, as some would say, and
somehow it just seems to work. On the other hand,
it does require me to be somewhat social in public repeatedly.
And I also want to stress again that while I
do not necessarily love this, I do it as something
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that needs to be done, and I occasionally enjoyed them.
I occasionally enjoy them. You don't need an invite to this.
There's no invitation required. If you're a fan of the show,
if you've heard the show, you never called the show,
You've never emailed the show. That's most of the people.
You're just a person ease dropping in. You can come
in and hang out and be part of the schmooze,
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because we'll be schmooze. I am, at my core a
man who would rather stay home. I get it. I
would rather complain about the world and watch my sports
and peace. I enjoy people in small doses, kind of
like hot sauce or the in laws extended family. However,
this is a full buffet of humanity, is what it is.
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And yet every time we do one of these things,
something happens. Something you could not script, could not predict,
what's going to happen and probably shouldn't encourage to happen again.
Whether it was the guy with the bag on his head,
the spontaneous parade in Seattle, the full wedding in Minnesota,
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the near arrest involving fountains in Vegas, it's all ridiculous,
all absurd, it's unnecessary, and it's exactly why we do
these things. So if you're in the area today, we're
going Boston again tonight after the Red Sox game, will
be out at the Squirrel Establishment, and then Worcester tomorrow,
or anywhere within a reasonable or unreasonable driving distance. Come
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on by no password, no secret handshake, no speakeasy, no
minimum requirement of sanity, just show up. Because if there's
one thing that we've learned from all of this over
the years, it's that the world is fundamentally ridoculous. It's
absolutely ridiculous, and it's a lot more fun when you
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stop pretending otherwise. So just you know, if you're a
little uppity and all that, just calm down, calm down,
everything be fine. We just gonna have a good time
and soak it all in and have a great day
all right now. Meanwhile, I did want to announce earlier
this week, prior to getting on the plane and flying
to the East coast. Here we crossed the Rubicon this week. Yes,
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that's right, not the Rubicon like Julius Caesar crossing the Rubicon.
No legions, no empire, no dramatic betrayal of a Roman senate. However,
something far more personal and far more upsettling, far more Californian.
I paid, for the first time in my life, how
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much for a tank of gas? How much do you
think I paid for a tank of gas?
Speaker 2 (18:31):
This week?
Speaker 1 (18:32):
It obviously rose to the level of being mentioned here
on the podcast. I paid, you got a number? Okay, good?
I paid ninety five dollars for a tank of gas.
Ninety five dollars. I didn't buy gas. I entered into
a long term financial agreement with a pump. In fact,
I feel like I should have taken the pump home
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with me. There should have been paperwork, a notary, possibly
a co signer. I half expected the machine to ask
me about my credit score before dispensing the unleaded gasoline.
Now I've had the same car the use the car
that I take to work. The other cars changed a
little bit, but I've had the same car, the Malordmobile,
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for thirteen years. Now. There's a couple other cars, and
I might get to some of those stories over the
course of the weekend. But I've had this car that
I've been using the last you know, forever many years,
for about thirteen years. That's not a car anymore. That's
a relationship. That's a marriage that without the arguments, because
the car doesn't talk back. It just sits there, stoic, dependable,
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quietly judging me. We have an understanding. I don't ask
much of it, and it doesn't strand me on the
side of the one oh one or the four h
five at four in the morning, all right, or on
my way to the studios there in Sherman Oaks, the
Fox Sports radio compound, Premiere Networks. It's what I call
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a set it and forget it vehicle. We don't do
a shout out, so we can't do a shout out
to Ron pol Peel, but set it and forget it,
like a crock pot or a bad haircut. And so
this car is not electric, it's not hybrid. It doesn't whisper,
there's no whispering. It roars, It gulps gasoline like it's
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on an open, open bar at a wedding. It just
loves the gasoline. Now, back when I got it, that
was fine. Gas was not cheap. It was the m word.
Manageable tank of gas. When I first got the car
would run me forty forty five to fifty five dollars
if I was feeling fancy and blurged on the more
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expensive stuff. But you know I don't do that. I
don't do that. So here's you about fifty bucks. Now,
fifty bucks, you grumble, you sigh, you pay it, You
move on with your life. You don't rethink your existence
at fifty bucks. Now. Now I'm at the pump, watching
the numbers climb like they're trying to summit Mount Everest.
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Sixty dollars seventy? Do I hear eighty? How about eighty five?
Do I hear eighty five? I start bargaining with the car.
Do you really need a full tank? Do you really
need that full tank? Maybe we just do a little
top off a snack and you don't need the full meal.
The car says nothing. The pump continues ninety ninety five.
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I swear the gas tank was laughing at me, was
pointing and laughing like from the Simpsons. Haha, not a chuckle,
a full villainous cartoon laugh, like it had just tied
me to the railroad tracks. Don't do that. I don't
want to be tied to the railroad tracks. Ninety five
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dollars for gas. This is not a purchase, you understand.
This is a traumatic event. I needed to sit down afterwards.
I took a photo of it. I sent it to
all my friends. I send it to my brothers. I said, hey,
you guys, miss California, Welcome to Welcome to California. Moment
here ninety five dollars for tank of gas. And so
I took a moment, and maybe a support group would
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have been nice. It's like, Hi, my name is Ben,
and I just filled up my tank. Everyone nods, they understand. Right.
There's a guy in a corner who paid one hundred
and two. He's not speaking it. And the thing is,
ninety five dollars is not just a number. That is
a comparison. That is a nice dinner, that is an
evening out, that is an appetizer, that is more than
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one appetizer, that's the entree, dessert, maybe even a drink.
You're living dangerously all of that that's an appetizer, the
main course, the dessert, the drink all of it. Instead,
I poured it into a metal box so I can
drive to work and talk into a microphone, even though
I have a remote studio at the Malor Mansion where
I could work from and not spend ninety five do
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a week on gas. Make it make sense? The car
doesn't even say thank you. It doesn't say thank you.
So what makes this worse? All right? What makes this worse?
What really pushes my buttons right and pushes this into
existential territory is perspective now. As you know, I was
just in Cincinnati and Kentucky, lovely places on God's green Earth.
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People there were complaining about gas. When I was in Cincinnati,
gas was about three seventy five a gallon. They were
complaining about this. They were grumbling, can you believe the
price of gas is three seventy five? And I wanted
to grab them by the shoulders and say, don't you
understand what you have? Do you understand the paradise you're
living in here in Kentucky and in Ohio. And you
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know there's Scott who's from Socoal. Scott in Kentucky, Northern Kentucky.
He knows he's lived the life right and these people
are complaining. It's like, what are you doing? You don't
complain at three dollars and seventy five cent gas. You celebrate,
you throw a parade, you name a street after it.
In California, three seventy five is a nostalgic memory for
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a gallon of gas. That's a story you tell your
grandchildren back in my day, we paid three seventy five
for a gallon of gas. And they'll look at you
the way you look at someone who says they bought
a house for eighty thousand dollars in nineteen seventy eight.
They won't believe you. They'll think you are making it up.
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Well that's not true. Well no, no, no, it is true.
Know you made that up. So again, here we're flirting
with six seven dollars gas in California, depending on where
you go, what time it is, and all that. Whether
mercury is in retroade is Andrea the astrology insider would say,
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whether the wind is blowing east or out of the south.
There are many variables, many variables. I feel like I
need a meteorologist to predict the price of gas, which
seems wrong to me. And it's like, well, Ben, we've
got a high pressure system coming in from the Middle East.
It's a bomb cyclone, and that is going to drive
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up prices about fifty cents a gallon by Thursday. And yes, listen,
we're not naive. We know why the latest conflict involving
ran in the Middle East, the instability supply concerns. It
all trickles down to me standing at a pump in
southern California staring at numbers that look like a grocery bill.
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The global geopolitical world that we are involved in, whether
we want to be or not, it has become intensely local,
very local. It's not abstract anymore. It's not something you
read about and nod thoughtfully. It's something that empties your
wallet in real time. And it's even crazier in California
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because they tack on a dollar fifty or whatever it
is in taxation. And so I'm not even going anywhere interesting,
like this is the part that bothers me the most,
Like I'm not driving up the Pacific Coast Highway to
enjoy the beautiful Pacific Ocean and have the windows down,
the music playing, feeling like I'm in a commercial to
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try to sell you a car. I'm driving to work.
I'm driving at night. I'm playing dodgeball with crackheads, fent
and all freaks and other creatures of the night, things
that go bumpity bump of the night on the same
route I've driven for many, many years. There is no
romance here. There is no romance. I know exactly where
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I am based on the street signs. Of course, that's
hard to do these days, because every street sign is
for a ambulance chasing attorney. There is no adventure. The
point is, there is no venture in this. There is
just me, the car, and a financial burden that used
to be an inconvenience and is now a storyline worthy
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of a mention on the podcast. Now, I have started
to notice things, little things I don't I don't know
what's the word I'm looking for. I'm trying to think
of that, like some things have changed over the years
that I didn't notice before, And you know, I'm trying
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to deal with it, like the price of gas and
things like this, and just take your time. Everything will
be great. We'll be fine. It'll be it'll be okay.
And you know when you're going to work, you're in
a hurry to treat red lights like a like an
obstacle to get around, and you're trying to be more calm,
be like, okay, this is just an opportunity to relax.
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I don't know that I've become that guy yet. I
am hyper aware of mileage. I check it like it's
blood pressure, like my blood pressure. So the car knows
the car sense is weakness. I believe the car since
is weakness. And then there's Costco gas. Now, Costco has
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always been the great equalizer. It has always been the
great equalizer, the place where you go to feel like
you're beating the system. I'm getting a deal where you're
getting gas. I'm going to Costco? Why are you going
to Costco? I'm getting a deal now. Even there it
is expensive. You know, when Costco gas is feeling like
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a luxury item, something has shifted in the universe. There's
something different. We have crossed a line. We have absolutely
crossed the line. We have crossed the rubicon. And again,
I am not a Caesar. I am not a Caesar salad.
No one is conquering anything. However, in my small erotic,
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gas gustling world. Something fundamental has changed. What used to
be background noise. The cost of a tank of gas,
the routines stop at the pump, has become four ground drama,
a rama. And we are just days away from this thing,
crossing one hundred dollars for a tank of gas. And
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I used to fill up. I would not even pay
attention to the price. I would forget about it. Now
I fill up, and I remember, okay, I remember it,
every dollar, every gallon, every laugh from the gas tank
as I am in tears, of course metaphorically, and I
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drive away, slightly poor, slightly more aware, and slightly more
convinced that somewhere, somehow the car is in on the
joke and they are having a great old time. Ha.
Just like that. Things to look forward to, all right.
On that note, we will get out here, out of here.
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We get the big event tonight, hopefully you can attend.
Not sure the crowd for that. It'll be smaller than
the one that we do on Saturday tomorrow in Worcester,
but again the details on that. Tonight, We'll be hanging
out at the Mighty Squirrel tap Room, myself, Lorena and
(30:26):
Coop that's located at one David Ortiz Drive. After the
Red Sox game, so probably around ten o'clock until that
place closes. If the game goes quicker, we'll go there earlier.
That's how that works. And then tomorrow on Saturday, we'll
get the Wusocks game and we'll be hanging out in
Worcester for the Big Malor Meet and greet at Bowlands
(30:49):
brand new Irish Bar, Private Room, Live Band. I'm told
the food is going to be very good. Mike the
Leprechaun and Mike in New Hampshire the Hostess with the Most.
Just to make sure to thank them for having us
come out for this event this weekend in New England.
On that note, we'll be out. We'll have new pods,
scheduled to have new pods all weekend long, oh my god,
(31:13):
all weekend long. On that note, have a wonderful rest
of your Friday, Friday Friday, and we will catch you
next time. Bye bye See that's the Dick and Dayton
sign off is bye bye
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