Sleep well and don’t worry as this story about Christmas change unfolds. All will be healed and resolved in good time. Correspondent Claude Neon reports on the whereabouts of the new “Santa”, Roberta Claus.

One of the great untold holiday tales gets told tonight. (story 19:15) After Scoots talks about goo-brain he introduces us to Daryl the Christmas tree. Daryl was a tree that would not quit. Ideally, you will rest while Daryl keeps going.

Come with me and you’ll see a world of Charles Dickens’ imagination. While you sleep his characters will infect your imagination. We’ll be in, the London of Mr. Dickens creation. What you’d see would delight beyond expectation.

Tonight we say goodnight to breaking bored. (15:37 story starts) Scooter tries to open up an armrest store where he’s an armrest salesperson. Does this sound like it will put your sleepless nights out of business?

Tonight we invoke Macy’s invocation of the “Spirit of America” with sugar, spending, and stuff. This podcast will be boring but polarization via paralysis. Or something smart and smart. The Gregger will crush any tension and there will be hugs!

More chatting with letters and listening to bullfrogs for comfort. Clifford tries at acquire another pin, but at what cost? Like someone talking about pin trading I won’t need to be listened too. But traps will be sprung,

Oversteeped and sandwiched in boards is how the bores will start tonight. (18:25 Ray starts) Then my neighbor Ray will come by to take you off on a trip to Universal Studios in Orlando. Go ahead and sleep since most of the action will be observation.

Take a trip to Anaheim with my neighbor Ray Perkins. He’s a nice guy who loves Disney stuff. He will take you on a time trip through the California Adventure theme park. He’s an old man rambling about theme parks so sleep should come easy.

Soapy words say…the mysterious babbling of a brook named Brooke. (Spanish story @15:41) If you are seeking coherence, look elsewhere as scooter will be transcribing said brook, the book might be titled The Mad Metphorist.

Like the soft scratch of a kitten named fluffy, my rambles will carry you off to nod land. (Setup 17:40 Story/Post Banderas 21:03) Inquiring minds what to know what Scoots is talking about but your brain just wants to sleep.