Buckaroo Holiday!

Buchmanite Nackaway!

A "lagniappe" you might say... a half-assed freebie to occupy some of your time during this very weird phase of our lives. Not a "canonical" BH episode, mind you, but a gesture of love and caring from us here at the School Yard Gents. So no complaints. Sheesh... people...

E-O ELEVEN!

Went ahead with a new show despite misgivings about whether these times call for silliness like this. Hope it entertains. What else is there to say, but love to all, and all the best for your health and future. I lift my JFK glass to us all. L'Chaim!

Hang Ten!

Basil Wolverton, The Great American Dream Machine, Impractical Jokers, Roadside America, Berrie jigglers, White Castle, Port Ellen whisky, habitat dioramas, Preston Sturges, Knoebel's... and these times we share, dear listener... just a few of my favorite things!!!

Number Nine... Number Nine... Number Nine...

Howdee doo, Buckaroos!! Got another one for yez right here. Enjoy. (I know it says "the tenth episode" that's on account of the LOST episode. Sorry for the confusion)

Eight is... enough?

We'll see. The best laid plans of mice and men... you know how that goes. Change of plans on that all-Sport music show. Not this time. Sorry; hope this substitute will comfort your broken heart. Current-as-yesterday topical references and annoying woolgathering abound, and even with a shortage of "production pieces" due to time wasted preparing the Sport Special, we trust this show will be every bit as annoying as you've come to expect. NOTE: AN EARLIER UPLOAD HAD SOME SONIC ISSUES AND HAD TO BE REPLACED, SO IF YOU DOWNLOADED IT, REPLACE IT WITH THIS CORRECTED VERSION.

Seventh Wonder

And we're back. Hope the holidays were good to you and hope 2020 is even better. Wish I could claim that I'm refreshed after our "Buckaroo Hiatus," but illness has its own schedule. Been kinda struggling through the recent weeks. Be that as it may, here goes this one. Enjoy.

Six Geese a Laying

Not a "Christmas Show" but nevertheless a Christmas show... this one required several revisions, for several unrelated reasons, which delayed it slightly. But here 'tis, my small gift to you as 2019 sputters to a stop. Hope you all enjoy abundant delight in whichever celebrations you embrace, and that your upcoming year overflows with good things and nothin' but.
There will be a hiatus of undetermined length here at Buckaroo central. When we return, I hope to see you here. Thanks so much for your attention to these efforts, and love to you and yours.

Imperfect Fifth

Hey gang! Here goes another one, produced under difficult conditions but, it is hoped, still brimming with the kind of rich, multilayered entertainment a discerning listener like you demands from a podcast.
The show runs long again... you're not expected to glom it all in one yurp, necessarily.
As noted before, I cannot reply here so please direct any queries to me via Facebook or email.

Fore!

Here we go again! Between celebrating my birthday and various kinds of family gathering-type stuff, we were pressed for time, but hope this fourth offering is up to the high standard you expect from us here at "BH."
Many, many people are saying that we've really distilled the essence of Thanksgiving herein, and we couldn't agree more, seeing as how "we" are in fact those very "many, many people" and in fact are essentially "me" when you come right down to it.
So come right down and join "us" for a spell.

Three's the Charm

And we're back... with more toe tappers and rib ticklers than you can shake a stick at! But who on Earth would shake a stick at a harmless li'l podcast? Some kind of nut, I'd say. Put down that stick and relax, you damn nut. Remember, direct all inquiries to me via email or Facebook, because I cannot respond directly here at the source. Abundant blessings o'er the lot of yez, and thanks for your kind patronage.