Years back we were on the road and passed signs for the Jelly Belly factory that advertised tours and Bingo demanded we go. I knew it would suck - anyone but Bingo would know it's gonna suck - and it sucked amazingly. Slow-moving guided tour of sad immigrants in white smocks and hair nets doing line work on conveyor belts. I haven't liked Jelly Belly since. Every color tastes like waiting to die.

That was in my head when Brian Hennigan - my uncut Scotsman sneaky manager-like person - told me we'd been invited to tour the Twitter home offices when I was playing in San Francisco. We'd taken one other tour in SF a few trips before to the old block-long armory that is home to my favorite porn site Kink.com. That wasn't as depressing as Jelly Belly but it still ruins the illusion when you see the looks on the actresses faces when they're walking the hallways. That's not Dominatrix, that's just hate.

Twitter sounded like the most tedious of them all but Brian said that I had to - probably because he wanted to and without me, there's no invite. Leechy, manipulating cock-bag he is.

Turns out, Twitter Headquarters fucking rocks to the point that it's almost Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory of the tech world. After what seemed like very unnecessary security to get in, you think you've walked in on the company Christmas party on what is actually just any given Wednesday mid-morning.

Just past the reception area is a monster - cafeteria isn't the right word - more of a Vegas-size buffet with seating for about 60,000 people all of whom are being entertained by a live DJ up on a stage at the front. Unless you choose to eat outside on the giant roof patio - at least the size of a football field with a manicured lawn and herb garden. 

I wasn't going to eat until I saw at one station a giant silver bowl of nothing but perfectly cooked bacon where I let my manners go and grabbed a handful like a wilting bouquet of brown flowers. They say they go through 28 pounds of bacon a day.

Bacon make you thirsty? Don't worry, they have coolers full of beer around every corner, right near the arcade rooms that are around every corner.

And that's not just for visitors, that's for everyone working. Not that they were. Nobody seemed to be working at all. This room you saw two guys playing ping-pong. The next is foosball.

I guess I don't really know what I expected people to be doing. Just from being on Twitter, I assumed the only staff they need were some Star Chamber dark-glasses types that secretly decide who gets to be verified and than a handful more to ignore the "flagged as spam" reports. I don't know how many people are actually employed there, an approximate shit-ton, but they all seemed happy as fuck.

Every CEO on Undercover Boss should be forced to go to Twitter to take notes on how to give people livelihoods without it ruining their lives. Every workplace should be that fucking great.

It almost seemed set up. If I had been someone important, I would think the whole thing was some kind of Kim Jong-un ruse to make foreign dignitaries like myself believe that all the North Korean people live in luxury. But that shit's for real. 

At least for now. I bet if I were to visit Myspace offices now, they might just be wearing hair-nets at a conveyor belts. 

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There still isn't a name for the podcast. "Blottobiography" sounded a little too Chelsea Handler though I might use it for a book if I ever get off my ass. At one point we'd decided on "Wasted Time" at the end of recording outside the Jupiter Hotel in Portland. I wasn't quite sold on it until we started recording drops - "Hey this Doug Stanhope's Wasted Time" -when a homlessy-atristy Portlandia type who'd been hanging around as an audience of one chimed in with a slow, gravelly "Waaaasted!" that was pure gold.

We had him do a bunch of 'em. Then I Googled it to find out, of course, someone already has that podcast title. But we're still gonna find a way to drop that guy's "Waaaasted!" anytime we can.

We record as and when we find somethign interesting on tour. Chaille is editing them and getting 'em out as quick as he can. As for all of your questions about where to get it and why don't I put it here or there - I have no fucking idea how any of that shit works. I get a link, I tweet it and put it up here. Other than that, I just talk into a mic.

So far there is no theme or structure and I'd like to keep it that way. I wouldn't mind if it just came across like a strange conversation you heard on a shortwave radio or someone bootlegged drunken ramblings caught on the infamous"Shut Up Little Man!" tapes.

Meanwhile, I'll keep taping shit and it'll become something eventually.

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If you haven't heard, Bisbee AZ has been making some news of late by trying to legalize civil unions within the city limits much to the ass-chafing of a lot of church folk as well as the state. Radley Balko wrote up a great peice for the Huffington Post here. We've been having a lot of fun with it and I dont think it's anywhere near over. Stay tuned.

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 Celebrity Death Pool is going strong and you still have time to put a team together for the remainder of 2013. I'm sucking dick in 8th place but I have a lot of strong picks that nobody else has so I feel confident.

Right now you can grab a Stanhope's Celebrity Death Pool t-shirt and get Deadbeat Hero DVD free with it. How's that for a fucking deal?

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***UPDATE***

As of Friday 24th May we have cleared the initial $50,000 target. In truth, we had no idea how generous and giving our community would prove to be. We reached our goal within 17 hours of starting. An Indiegogo deadline cannot be changed once it has been set. So this campaign will continue until July 22 2013. At that point the financial cogs will turn and the moneys raised will be delivered to Rebecca Vitsmun. There is no reason for us to stop raising funds. The median cost of a home in Moore, OK is $125, 250, and that was back when they had homes. More importantly, the more money we raise the better the example we set.

***END OF UPDATE***

Rebecca Vitsmun - while in a sea of "God" rhetoric in the aftermath of the Moore, OK tornado - was being interviewed by CNN's Wolf Blitzer.

When asked by Wolf "Do you thank the Lord?" she quickly responded that she was an atheist.

It's important that our community shows that we have your back when you come out publicly as an atheist.

Let's show the world that you dont need to believe in a god to have human compassion nor does all charity fall under the banner of religion.

Let's get this courageous woman and her family back in their own home.

What We Need & What You Get

We dont know the exact cost of putting a family back together when you dont even have a toothbrush anymore so we randomly chose 50,000 dollars as a goal. And that's probably low-ball.

The Impact

The impact of getting Rebecca and her family properly housed by the atheist community will do far more good than sitting in bars or chat rooms mocking people of faith. Like religion, free-thinking will be more easily spread through compassion and decency.

Other Ways You Can Help

Head to http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/atheists-unite for more information, and a list of rewards.

 *Not all towns on this tour are Shit Towns but they worked with the routing.

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This May, I was in my usual spot on the couch in Bisbee, Arizona, drinking plastic jug vodka and watching CNN jam microphones into the faces of distraught victims of the Oklahoma tornadoes. They all thanked the Jesus for sparing them, for taking their homes and belongings instead of their lives, and for killing their neighbors instead of them.

There was a video that had just gone viral of Wolf Blitzer repeatedly asking a meek and polite young lady if she thanked the Lord for her good fortune in not being killed. She stammered and then said, cute as a button, "Actually, I'm an atheist." As always, Wolf looked like a big smacked dick.

As I was watching, a crawler at the bottom of screen told me how to send money to the Red Cross via text message. I thought how funny it would be to have a fundraiser for just that one chick—fuck all her Okie-Christian neighbors. They're with God. We're atheists. We don't have Christ. We gotta take care of each other.

CNN is very fickle in how long they give a fuck about any given tragedy, so I jumped on the computer, figured out how to use a fundraising site—not an easy task for a guy who still uses Hotmail—and by morning had "Atheists Unite" on IndieGogo.com. A few tweets and Facebook posts later from myself and thousands of other ordinary, caring people—plus some big shots like the Richard Dawkins Foundation, Penn Jillette, and Ricky Gervais—and the virtual cash register started chiming away.

$50,000 dollars in the first day, almost $126,000 by the time it was done. Enough for her to move the fuck out of Jesus country—where she says she'll never return—like Tom Joad with a trust fund.

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That's right, children....

It's time for another...

Doug Stanhope eBay Virtual Yard Sale! SALE HAS ENDED.

My hoard has my closet and crawl space stretched at the seems with wonderful nonsense. All the shit I hold on to for whatever silly or sentimental reason will be on eBay starting today thru April 1. Getting what I wore last time thru your town is way cooler than just buying a t-shirt.

A portion of the proceeds will be going to a charitable cause. Not a charity, mind you. Fuck those road agents and their cut. I'm just gonna find some random poor cunt whose gotten the leaky dick by life and shove money at them. 

I'll be sure to film & blog it and give you the credit.

The auction is live has ended!

Happy Shopping!

I've finally been able to get a Vegas show on a football weekend. September 27th, 2014. We do the show Saturday night and then can hang out in the sportsbook all day/night Sunday with you fucking weirdos watching/betting football. Not only that, we're doing it at my favorite casino - The Plaza in downtown Vegas. Downtown Vegas is the only Vegas I really enjoy. Its still cheap & threatening. Not dangerous necessarily but old school like the mob might still have a toe-hold, as opposed to the strip which feels like Universal Studios made a giant Chili's and added slots machines & fire.

Downtown is exactly where you'd expect to find me.

The Plaza is brilliant not only for the nostalgia or the bargain basement prices but also because it's located right next to the Greyhound Bus station, providing 24-hour entertainment of stumble-bums and rashy, shoeless outcasts of all sorts meandering though trying to turn their last quarter into a Willy Wonka golden ticket. With my audience, they'll have a hard time telling the difference.

The Plaza also has a Subway sandwich place in the food court that - to this day - still will not serve breakfast sandwiches after 11 am. In Las Vegas. Drink, gamble & whore it up 24/7 but Subway at the Plaza still won't turn loose the fucking egg after 11. We will see if that changes after every single one of us goes up to order breakfast over the course of two days and walks away when they say no.

So get your tickets now, its not a huge venue. If the Plaza hotel is full, there's at least five other casinos in literal rock-throwing distance as cheap or cheaper. We'll make it a two-day party. Road trip, fly or even take the Greyhound if you have that kind of budget and sense of humor.  We're still coming up with a prize for the person who traveled the farthest by bus to get there.

And don't forget to dress like an asshole. This is old Vegas. You're supposed to look like a jerk-off. If you bought a 70's sport coat or a football jersey from my eBay yard sale, this is the perfect weekend to bring both. If you're a Cowboys fan, wear your jersey so you can be quickly spotted and mocked. They play the Saints in the night game Sunday and the shit-talk will fly!

Show tix are here and rooms are here

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The Australia Tour of One-or-More Shows.

We have booked and have tickets on sale now for November 14th in Sydney. That show is for sure. After that, we have no idea. We're working hard at other cities.
So get your Sydney tickets as soon as possible and we can gauge by that how much further we can spread out in the country. And for fuck sake sign up on the mailing list here on the site! That'd sure make the guess work a hell of a lot easier.

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Other dates including NYC, LA, SF, San Jose, Philly, Austin, DC are on sale now (look to the right!) with more coming. UK looks to be pushed to early 2015 for whatever the usual logistical bullshit is so why not just jump on a plane to Vegas? I watched World Cup and loved it. Now come catch the show and watch NFL. If you're still pissed off that I rooted for Costa Rica over England, you can be a reciprocal cunt and cheer for the Dallas Cowboys. Fair is fair.

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Thanks for everyone listening to the podcast. We are trying to keep constant on getting them out weekly. Follow me on Twiter @dougstanhope because Facebook sucks shit and for the most part I only use it to post dates & occasional other shit that goes straight to Twitter & thats where all the fun happens.

If you are unaware of the tragically romantic demise of our friends Nowhere man & a Whiskey Girl a year ago, you should probably catch up here and then here. It's an amazing story.

Whiskey Girl left behind a recording of an unfinished song that, in collaboration with other friends and family, Bingo has finished in both a recording and a video.

Along with Whiskey's sister and brother-in-law, they filmed the video in a landfill in Sheridan Wyoming.  The final version of the song was recorded with Bingo's good friend and monster musician Robin Clabby in New Orleans with Bingo filling in for the missing vocals.

The song is called Oh Up Above. It gives me the creeps and makes me feel what I believe they call an "emotion" which is always disconcerting. Watch at your own risk.

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I hadn't intended to purchase a gun. Not a wise item to have in the house when you're a drunk and your girlfriend has a fragile mind.

But since I was going to be moving out of the house and into the trailer for a 30 day detox, rehab, renovation, reinvigoration & reboot, I figured the gun wouldn't technically be in the house or around Bingo and, of course, since I will be sober.....

Also, the trailer I'm staying in is off the main property and a lot of creepy shit roams around outside the fence at night. Packs of coyotes and javelina - wild tusked pigs - not to mention random joggers and neighbors returning from work, etc. Everything is terrifying when you're sober. Maybe best to be safe.

I put the gun in the drawer right by my head where I'd be sleeping, along with a couple of books, 6 notepads, reading glasses and my eye-mask. And then I forgot about it.

Forgetting everything on a minute to minute basis - complete inability to focus - is the most prominent side-effect of quitting smoking and being sober. That's why I feel the need to isolate myself in places where I can be an ambling fool pacing back and forth trying to figure out what the fuck I was about to do without people staring at me.

This is not the first time I've done this. In fact, it seems like its becoming an annual event that is quite necessary after Super Bowl, when the year of touring has drifted into holidays then without pause into playoffs and then into you unable to differentiate one year from the other.

But each year I get better at the rehab. Main rule, don't be anywhere cigarettes are. If you don't have cigarettes, you can't smoke. Simple. Next rule is almost as important, stay away from people who you need to drink to be around, which, for me, is absolutely everyone. Because once I get drunk enough to be social, I no longer care about not smoking.

So tell everyone you are going to rehab, crawl into a trailer parked on a weeded slab and see what its gonna take to keep your shit from warping. So far I've played tennis, hiked, flossed, made lists, consolidated lists and made spin-off lists from those, bought shit online, bought shit in town, walked the dogs, sat in the sun, sat in a sauna, read the USAToday (which is hard to find in town and feels like a stupid man's treat,) and gone through years of backed up emails.

I am writing this on Day 4 and I have not smashed any inanimate object to splinters and I have not smoked. I have also barely slept. Less each night than the night before. I write this on a broken three hours, broken by the need to reach for my gun.

There's not a lot to do at night in the trailer except read or write. I'd jumped from The Economist to a second-hand copy of some Dalai Lama tripe with none of it catching so I just went back to sorting emails. By 4:15 am I tried to force myself to sleep. I was in and out of hideous and fantastic dreams but aware enough of my surroundings enough to bolt up when I heard what was unmistakably someone fiddling with the door handle. Not aggressively but like they knew someone was sleeping in there and didn't want to wake them. It is otherwise silent in a 6x12 foot metal tuna can trailer. My head did a quick lap trying to find a reason this was something other than fucked up and it failed. 

I reached for the drawer with the gun and the drawer - like every drawer in the shitbox - jammed.  So I started banging the drawer around loudly to either scare whoever is outside off or, should it be someone I know,  get them to say something. 

It did the opposite. 

Everything went silent. 

No more door handle but no sounds of anyone walking away. 

It was a horror movie moment. I got the drawer open and, laying on my side in bed, leveled the gun at the door. I felt as stupid as I did scared. No matter how fearsome a 9mm looks, looks don't help in the dark. Realizing this, I slid the cocking slide back and forward just to broadcast that "Clack-clack!" which had sounded threatening when I first took it out of the package but now that I'd loaded the handle, it just sounded like a maraca. 

And then I heard her voice before the door - which must not have been closed completely - opened. It was the same muted, reticent mew she's had since she was a kitten.

I'm sprawled laying half out of the bed like a retarded action hero with my $14.96 Walmart Powerline 340 BB Repeater 9mm look-alike bearing down on the bouncy countenance of my favorite pet Trousers. Evidently she figured out where I was staying since I haven't been at home. Seems she followed one of my many pungent scents, pulled at the door with her paw just to get out of the cold and I almost plinked her in the bean with a slow moving BB that couldn't break a Necco wafer. That's what she gets for her loyalty.

I'm writing a book.

That's right.

I got a book deal writing about my life with Mother.

It's a lot of fucking work.

That's my latest best excuse for not writing anything here.

Everything else you need to know is on the podcast or Twitter or in the Tour Dates.

Just get on the Mailing List and you'll know everything first.

Including where to buy the book.

I'll make sure to mention your name in it.

What's your name again?

Stanhope

The Funhouse football helmet auction runs Sunday Sep 6 through Sunday Sep 13th, 2015

LINK: Funhouse Football Helmet Aucition on eBay.

September 4th, 2015

After six months of chain smoking, pacing, drinking and generally going insane inside this bunker, I have turned in the draft of my book to my publisher. The deadline was Wednesday and I finger-fucked the manuscript all the way til 11:59 that night to hit send. I'm sure there is plenty more bullshit to come with editing notes, cover art and especially battles over the title. It's already on Amazon for pre-sale under it's working title "One Funny Mother" which should be the first thing that gets changed. Grab now regardless. [ Click to Pre-Order a copy of "One Funny Mother" from Amazon ]

With that out of the way, let's get ready for football. The Funhouse is being refurbished into a proper studio for podcasting, as well as for football. It should be ready to roll for the opening game September 10th.  Sadly, to make room, I have to unload my collection of football helmets, all 32 teams. They will go up on eBay individually starting at noon pacific on September 6th with a new one going up every ten minutes after that. The auction ends the next Sunday, September 13th.

LINK to the Funhouse Football Helmet Aucition on eBay.

The helmets are all full-size. Most are replicas, a lot of them throwbacks while a few are youth regulation and one - the Jacksonville Jaguars - is an NFL regulation from their first year pre-season. It has their original logo that they had to drop before the regular season after being sued by Jaguar. Serious collectors item for a Jags fan, if such a person exists.

The sale of these helmets will help offset the cost of the new studio. So the winning bidder for each helmet will have their name and team put on a plaque on the wall of the new Funhouse studio in thanks for helping build it. Also, for the helmet that sells for the most overall, the winner will have an invite for two to Bisbee for our Superbowl party in February and I will adopt that team as my new favorite team for the season, even if it requires the shame of wearing a Steelers or Cowboys jersey all year.  I really hope an Arizona Cardinals fan with deep pockets saves me from that.

I've autographed each helmet on the inside. No sense messing up the outside with my illegible scrawl. And expect some bonusgift to come along with the helmet. You die-hards make great things happen and I appreciate it. Thanks for helping this all come together. We'll some All-Star podcasts coming out soon and often.

the new funhouse studio bar

The NFL auction more than exceeded any expectations I could have had and the new "studio" has been built. The studio as you may have expected and is what is appropriate is a bar - with the podcasting are at what @GregChaille likes to call "Loser's Corner" at the far back corner. I can bartend and talk to my guests at the end stools while not interrupting the football on the screens overhead.

This has all been done in the few days before I leave for 5 weeks in Europe but we've had enough time to get a bunch of podcasts frontloaded to drop in while I'm away. Afterwards, everyone's favorite guest/co-host Chad Shank (@hdfatty) has agreed to fill in for me.

I am whiling away my final days at home shoring up the book and remembering the shit I have to do on the European tour. I can't thank my hardcores enough for making this happen.

When I get back we'll focus try to get video and such involved.

After that, I'll figure out what the fuck happens with the rest of my life. Maybe I should have said "career" instead of "life."

But really... what's the difference?

More to come. Or less.

Thanks.
stanhope

not a bad seat in the funhouse

loser's corner - the Doug Stanhope Shotclog poadcast

Black Pussy in the funhouse

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YOUTUBE.COM - Castle Rock Kenny Video -

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RooyxNj1tDY

kenny4mayor.com Website

Mind Altered Media - MindAlteredMedia.com

Doug Stanhope's Celebrity Death Pool -
https://www.dougstanhopescelebritydeathpool.com/

Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Brian Hennigan's book, "Patrick Robertson: A Tale Of Adventure" Available now -
http://ataleofadventure.com/

Closing song, "Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor", by Kalle Mathiesen (@8Kalle). Watch the video on Youtube.com here -  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RooyxNj1tDY

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com

No time to sober up because Doug is in Daytona Beach, Florida during Spring Break 2016. Doug decided to do 10 minute podcasts throughout the day all weekend.

Recorded March 24-27, 2016 in Daytona Beach, FL with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille), Chad Shank (@hdfatty), Andy Andrist (@andyandrist), Junior Stopka (@JuniorStopka), Sean Rouse (@RouseMouth), Peter O'Keefe (@DeathsquadFLA), Mike Pantzer (@MikesLosers), Amanda Michelle (facebook), Claire from Mind Altered Media (@MindAlteredMedia), Kyle Ruse (@kyle_ruse),  and Brian J. Weiner. Produced and Edited by Ggreg Chaille.

TEN MINUTE PODCASTS

10 Minute Podcast - pt.01

10 Minute Podcast - pt.02

10 Minute Podcast - pt.03

10 Minute Podcast - pt.04

10 Minute Podcast - pt.05

10 Minute Podcast - pt.06

10 Minute Podcast - pt.07

10 Minute Podcast - pt.08

10 Minute Podcast - pt.09

10 Minute Podcast - pt.10

10 Minute Podcast - pt.11

10 Minute Podcast - pt.12

10 Minute Podcast - pt.13

10 Minute Podcast - pt.14

10 Minute Podcast - pt.15

10 Minute Podcast - pt.16

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Bingo is released from the mental hospital and shares her experience. She also debuts a song from her new album and Doug read's a passage from her book.

Recorded March 30, 2016 in the Funhouse Studio in Bisbee, AZ with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), Bingo (@bingobingaman), and Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille). Produced and Edited by Ggreg Chaille.

LINKS:

Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor Website

http://www.kenny4mayor.com/

Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Closing song, "Let Me Out", by Amy "Bingo" Bingaman.

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com

Order Doug's book, "Digging Up Mother: A Love Story" here

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Vote for Bisbee in USA Todays 10 Best small historic towns contest at - (VOTING HAS ENDED)

Doug asks the Killer Termites to help make Bisbee #1 in the USA Today 10 BEst contest and sits down with the Bisbee mayoral candidates Castle Rock Kenny and Rev. Derrick.

Recorded April 17, 2016 in the Funhouse Studio in Bisbee, AZ with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), Bingo (@bingobingaman), Brett Erickson (@brettnotbrent), Chad Shank (@hdfatty), Castle Rock Kenny (@kenny4mayor), Rev. Derrick (@derrick4mayor), and Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille). Produced and Edited by Ggreg Chaille.

LINKS:

Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor Website

http://www.kenny4mayor.com/

Rev. Derrick 4 Mayor Website -

http://www.derrick4mayor.com

Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com

Pre Order Doug's book "Digging Up Mother: A Memoir" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble 

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Pre Order Doug's book "Digging Up Mother: A Memoir" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble 

Chaille's Dead Mom is in the Trunk, Kenny & Derrick are No-Brainers.

Let's keep Bisbee #1! Vote daily for Bisbee in USAToday's 10 Best small historic towns contest at - http://www.10best.com/awards/travel/best-historic-small-town/bisbee-ariz/?post_id=10156918976220151_10156920120505151

Recorded April 17, 2016 in the Funhouse Studio in Bisbee, AZ with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), Bingo (@bingobingaman), Brett Erickson (@brettnotbrent), Chad Shank (@hdfatty), Castle Rock Kenny (@kenny4mayor), Rev. Derrick (@derrick4mayor), and Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille). Produced and Edited by Ggreg Chaille.

LINKS:

Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor Website

http://www.kenny4mayor.com/

Rev. Derrick 4 Mayor Website -

http://www.derrick4mayor.com

Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com

iTunes / RSS / Direct

Pre Order Doug's book "Digging Up Mother: A Memoir" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble 

Two MORE DAYS TO VOTE! HELP Keep Bisbee #1! Vote daily for Bisbee in USA Today's 10 Best small historic towns contest at - (VOTING HAS ENDED).

Bingo's parents are in town so Doug attempts a Non Smoking podcast.

Recorded April 18, 2016 in the Funhouse Studio in Bisbee, AZ with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), Bingo (@bingobingaman), Brett Erickson (@brettnotbrent), Chad Shank (@hdfatty), and Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille). Produced and Edited by Ggreg Chaille.

LINKS:

DJ Lisko - @BLiskoREP

Turbo Lover's -

www.facebook.com/theturbolovers

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/over-the-hump/id1036228759

Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor Website

http://www.kenny4mayor.com/

Rev. Derrick 4 Mayor Website -

http://www.derrick4mayor.com

Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com

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Pre Order Doug's book "Diggin Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

SwapCast with Danny Lobell's Modern Day Philosophers Podcast.

http://www.moderndayphilosophers.net/

Recorded April 20, 2016 in the Funhouse Studio in Bisbee, AZ with Doug Stanhope (@dougstanhope), and Danny Lobell (@DannyLobell). Produced by Castle Rock Kenny (@Kenny4Mayor). Edited by Ggreg Chaille (@gregchaille).

LINKS:

Trailer Queen Band - http://www.trailerqueenaz.com/home

Castle Rock Kenny 4 Mayor Website

http://www.kenny4mayor.com/

Rev. Derrick 4 Mayor Website -

http://www.derrick4mayor.com

Closing song, "Drift Away", by Dobie Grey. Available on iTunes.

Pre Order Doug's book "Digging Up Mother: A Love Story" on Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Doug's DVD/CDs are all available at DougStanhope.com