One good turn deserves another. Old Man J went solo on the last show, and it looks like I, The Funk Doc, am going to be hogging
most of this one. The Old Man was away in Scotland for a few weeks, and since I returned to Germany during his absence, the
onus for Show 8 fell on me.

This is unfortunate, because that means another podcast without the two of us being able to feed off each other and engage in our normally witty and thoughtful banter. But where dynamism might be lacking, hopefully we’ll make up for it with an interesting yarn.

Clarksville, Arkansas, in the foothills of the Ozarks.

Yikes.

Somewhere in Oklahoma.

This week’s show features a short story about my recent trip down in the American South. The music this week are a few bluegrass and other folk tunes, and while they are the very opposite of funky, I think they appropriately accompany the reading.

So bust out your favorite Kentucky bourbon, a jug, and a banjo if you got one, ’cuz we’re about to hoe this mutha down.