Hard Starboard Radio: Standard Orbit

Day Four of the Dad Vigil.  The MRI that got marred on Monday, but which the PTB decided was adequate yesterday, is now being reprised and supersized as we speak.  Meanwhile, I'm close to running out of clean clothes and reek filters with the 100-plus degree heat shimmering outside Central Washington Hospital's windows.  I guess I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.

So stay in the Wayback Machine as we relieve 2014 one podcast at a time.  And, of course, your prayers for my dad are deeply appreciated.  He told me so himself.