In the annals of “You never know what the hell is going to come up in conversation,” this Happy Hour would have to rank at the top of the list. That's why, till we can go back into bars in new Orleans, Happy Hour producer Graham da Ponte has chosen this as her favorite show of the past 5 years - yes, it's the return of Clit Sit Meditation.

Aidi Kansas (her real name) left behind a career as a pet portrait artist to pursue her abilities as a psychic energy healer and has stumbled into the world of getting women to reach spiritual enlightenment by stroking their own clitoris. Aidi calls it Clit Sit Meditation. Masturbatory meditation is only able to be practiced by people with a clitoris, in other words not men. Men, however, can have their own problems with too little ejaculation that can lead to porn and all manner of bad behavior.

Talking of badly behaved men, Hitler, according to John Hebert, would have been a nicer person if he’d stayed off of the crystal meth. Apparently only the 1930’s equivalent of Photoshop saved Adolf from being portrayed as the meth-head he really was. Atoning for his owns sins, and some of his family’s (“My mother and I were bar fighters”), John is the guy behind all the red and white signs that say “LOVE” nailed to phone poles all around New Orleans.

John Lisi makes a welcome return visit to Happy Hour with his shiny Dobro, a fistful of stories, and a song.

Andrew Duhon starts things off on the good foot with a bit of beard oil that was produced by a prisoner friend of Aidi’s.

The hour goes by way too fast. If you start listening to this make sure you can listen to the whole 60 minutes because you won’t be turning this off. 

Photos at what once was Wayfare by Alison Moon are at our website.