The Simple Joy of a Goofy Radio Show

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This might sound dorky or cheesy, but a small portion of why I love The Preston and Steve Show is because the hosts and guests often make me feel good about getting older. All of the show’s members are at least a little older than I am, but they wake up before dawn and get on that show every morning and sound like they are just having the best time, and they talk about all their different hobbies and adventures, and perhaps most importantly they continue to learn new things every day even though they frequently revisit the same topics and use pretty much the same formula for every show. Listening to them feels familiar and casual but there is usually at least one moment per show when I hear something I had never before considered, or when one of the show members relates a story about something simple but new that they tried and then I want to try it (like making an edible charcuterie board), and then the cast continues making fart jokes and laughing about goofy nonsense and I remind myself that most of them are in their forties or fifties, and so I begin to look forward to getting older because I am reminded that getting older doesn’t mean losing all goofiness. Instead of dreading the aging process I realize that aging can introduce opportunities to experience familiar occurrences through the lens of a more highly developed mind. And then hopefully I can joke about it later.


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Congratulations to Preston and Steve for being inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame!!


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