#251: Target a Go-Go

In this episode, we clarify a few things from last time, like exactly what was going on with Justin Beiber and how much tax there really is on a $200 iPhone.  Apparently, it’s a LOT of tax.  Right before our trip back East, I ended up driving all over town buying t-shirts.  Apparently, a real rock n’ roll establishment doesn’t exactly have a souvenir counter in the lobby and Arnold is always the governor of Muscle Beach.

American Express is on top of things.  They call me whenever a transaction (or an attempted transaction) looks fishy.  They, they tell me to call back another time.

Target, I love you but you let me down…

PS: I only addressed one of the two topics addressed by my caller.  I’ll get to the second thing next time.  Sorry, Michael.

PPS: I just realized I uploaded the show without the trademark sound bites layered into the theme song.  Since I do that work in Hudson’s room (yes, I have yet to get the laptop fully podcast operational) and since he’s trying to get some sleep, I will forego the fix.

One thought on “#251: Target a Go-Go

  1. Great stuff Dan as ever. You sure that somehow my wife and yours are not related? Have had the same passing of note moment myself in similar circumstances.

    You talking about Venice Beach reminded me that, in all the places I have been in the world (OK, not that many), that has to be one of the weirdest. This is all in one day about 10 years ago on a stroll from Marina del Ray through Venice Beach and onto Santa Monica beach. This is completely genuine.

    – a guy walking a komodo dragon on a lead (leash) round by Muscle Beach.

    – a street “entertainment” duo on venice beach boulevard consisting of a guy playing a casio keyboard whilst his female partner danced along twirling an unbrella. Not weird? She must have been about 80 and was wearing a string bikiki.

    – my other abiding memory was we were in our shorts and T shirts and caught a tan and most people were in fur coats and huddled up – it was January and about 75 degrees, ie pleasant summers day to us.

    Crazy place.

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