Another voicemail from the roommates.

Pretty great.

Jesse interviews Dolly Parton about the sacrifices she made for her astounding career and how she feels about them now. Plus, Judd Apatow talks about his new comedy This Is 40. It explores the struggle many married couples face as they juggle all life throws their way, while still nurturing a strong relationship.Then, Jason Reece from the rock band …And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead reveals the Fugazi song that changed everything for him.

Cowboy Nick

At what point does museum grade glass for the TV become a reasonable investment?

We’re coming up on the most American time of the year. It’s depressing and fills people with false, hateful pride. It’s the American football season and fucking christ I love it.

I love it because I’ve not occupied the space in my heart with deep, personal human connections. And sport is fucking great. It’s particularly exciting for me because this is the second year I get to watch sport contort my roommate’s innards into dickish balloon animals before his humanity, and the breakables in the living room, just fucking shatter.

We call this walking perversion Cowboy Nick. His sin was being a child in he 90s during Dallas’s greatest years. He latched onto the winning team because, fuck, Michael Irving was a horrible person, but a badass, and because kids like W’s. A kind way to put is that Cowboy Nick bought a little high.

Cowboy Nick’s suffering is rigoddamndiculous. Teams lose—that happens. But his outbursts, the way he emotes his hate for his own beloved team, his simultaneous proclamations of defeat and victory, is all great entertainment.

I particularly enjoyed his own handwritten guide on playoff tie breakers last year. You may remember there were no ties to break.

And now, well, we’re 14 days away from full on, unrestrained Cowboy Nick. I’ve prepared by coating the living room in a generous layer of bubble wrap. You can prepare by following #cowboynick as I document this season in mental breakdowns.

Join me, wont you?

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