Chris Stevens

Episode 4.23, "Mud and Blood"

For winter's rains and ruins are over
and all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
the light that loses and the night that wins.
Frosts are slain and flowers begotten
and in the green underwood and cover
blossom by blossom spring begins.
To the hearty mosquito, Cicilians!

Chris Stevens

Episode 5.3, "Jaws of Life"

Message of the day. Listen up now, because this one's important. Brush those teeth, eat that roughage, pop those vitamins, and wear sensible shoes. Man, we homo sapiens carry around a heavy psychic knapsack: consciousness. We all know we're going to be asked to get off the merry-go-round someday. Best we can do is keep the corpse beautiful, right? And what is the right stuff, anyway, crossing a double yellow on your hog or looking a thirty-year mortgage flat in the face?

The long haul. I'm going to need some clean undies; got my toothbrush, got my library card. What did the man say? A journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step, right?

[Chris plays They Can't Take That Away From Me.]

Chris Stevens

Episode 5.4, "Altered Egos"

It's been quite a week for yours truly, and it's only Tuesday.

Bernard and I have solved our metaphysical conundrum, and it's left me dangling on the horns of an even bigger dilemma, the biggest in fact. We're talking about the big L, people--amore, cupid's arrow, this crazy thing called love. I'm not talking about this agape kind of love, or this spiritual, platonic, brotherhood of man, hey, I'm okay, you're okay kind of deal. I'm talking about eros, serious grope time, the bonding of hearts, and glands, like Tristan and Isolde, Abalard and Heloise, Bernard and Ann.

What throws the switch? How is it my brother Bernard, my veritable other self, finds himself head over heels about someone to whom I'm totally indifferent and yet--and this is a big yet--someone for whom I once carried a monster torch. Was I different back then; was she? Is love supposed to last for all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops? If I loved her, how could I leave her? And if I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?

The KBHR lines are open.

[During this episode, Chris plays Edith Piaf singing Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien over the KBHR airwaves.]