One Thursday last year I decided it was time to get a part-time job where I got to yell into a microphone. Every week I ask 50-to-60 people about 40-to-50 questions that I think range from obvious to obscure.

It’s my favorite thing I do. I get cheered. I get heckled. I get paid. Most importantly, I get to do one of the most fun and weird jobs I’ve ever had at a bar called Jackalope every Thursday at 8:30, and I’d love to see you there.

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