The universe is ending. Not imminently, but entropy increases, and only disorder awaits. Humanity will be gone long before that, but here we are. This file is a recording of a 40 minute segment of time in a Wellington bedroom; meaningless in the universal sense, but as it was happening it meant everything to us. 

So I reckon it'd be pretty bloody cruel to expect much of that chat to be about renowned shit-show Bad Moms 2, alright? Get it together. 

A sweet little spider also made a memorable appearance. It might be dead now, and while it would be human-centric vanity to assume that being discussed on our podcast was the most notable moment of its short life, we can't help but think that this is the case. Remember that spider as you listen. Remember that time is finite, and that Bic Runga is a remarkable artist. Remember us.