Fan Mail Me Brrrruuuuunnnden Bad-day energy hit like a freight train, and we decided to ride it—full throttle, zero filter, and just enough humor to keep the wheels on. We start before sunrise with the Apple Harvest fritter mission, a line that refuses to move, and the kind of small-town chaos that turns into family lore. From there we plunge into the noisy churn of social feeds, a headline spiral that somehow says a lot while telling us nothing, and the creeping feeling that scrolling offers...
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Fan Mail Me Brrrruuuuunnnden Bad-day energy hit like a freight train, and we decided to ride it—full throttle, zero filter, and just enough humor to keep the wheels on. We start before sunrise with the Apple Harvest fritter mission, a line that refuses to move, and the kind of small-town chaos that turns into family lore. From there we plunge into the noisy churn of social feeds, a headline spiral that somehow says a lot while telling us nothing, and the creeping feeling that scrolling offers...
Fan Mail Me Brrrruuuuunnnden Join us for a milestone celebration as we hit our 100th episode of Sockeytome! What started as a simple idea to capture everyday conversations has evolved into a global listening experience reaching 23 countries and nearly 300 cities worldwide. In this special episode, we take a moment to reflect on our podcasting journey, from those early awkward recordings to finding our rhythm and voice. With over 11,000 downloads to date, we're humbled by how our casual conve...
Sockeytome
Fan Mail Me Brrrruuuuunnnden Bad-day energy hit like a freight train, and we decided to ride it—full throttle, zero filter, and just enough humor to keep the wheels on. We start before sunrise with the Apple Harvest fritter mission, a line that refuses to move, and the kind of small-town chaos that turns into family lore. From there we plunge into the noisy churn of social feeds, a headline spiral that somehow says a lot while telling us nothing, and the creeping feeling that scrolling offers...
