3 Chords & the Truth: Fruit salad . . . frozen

If you put together a lovely fruit salad -- say with apples, peaches and cherries -- and you sit it on your front porch today in Omaha, by God, Nebraska . . . how long before it freezes solid?

My guess is around five minutes.

That where we are, right here, right now. Baby, it's cold outside. Damn, I should have worked that song into 3 Chords & the Truth this week. Ah, the things one thinks of when it's too late to do anything about it.

ANYWAY, we've been in the deep freeze for more than a week at the culture-war bunker, which lies in an urban enclave somewhere between Hooterville and Pixley. If only Arnold Ziffel were governor. . . . We'd all be sleeping better; I'll tell you that right now.

Ice see you! You're wondering what this has to do with this week's edition of the Big Show.

Why does it have to, and why are you being such a pedant about it? Just go with the flow, why don't you?

C'mon, man. Life is just a bowl of cherries. Very, very frozen cherries.

And what was I going to say? Very, very frozen brain.

Just know that this week's program is a gosh darned good one -- as usual. Well worth an hour and a half of your time . . . well worth it.

It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.