I'm Addicted

I've discovered that there're an abundance of free podcasts available for download out there. Oh, but I've just been a little lamb that's wandered in the woods, waiting for smarter shepherds to find him and guide him home.

What a fool I've been, thinking that I needed to pay for my entertainment.

Witness The Roadhouse podcast. Produced by Tony Steidler-Dennison, it's a weekly show of the best blues around or, as he likes to say, "the best blues you've never heard." The show invariably rocks.

I've also discovered the beauty of The Sound of Young America, talk radio done hipster style. Just don't let Jesse Thorn hear you calling him a hipster.

My favorite, though, is the weekly podcast of Alan Watts' lectures.

Watts was my introduction to Eastern thought. Back when I was a youngster in Pittsburgh, WDUQ -- the local NPR affliate -- used to play Watts lectures every Sunday night. I used to lie in bed and listen to them before dropping off to sleep. It's like old home week every week.

Oh, the joys of the iTunes. I love it well.