My favorite part of the show used to be the first hour. Howard would talk off the cuff about the events of the previous day, take unscreened phone calls, and talk about what was coming up on the show. He would play clips from TV show and give often hilarious observations. Here's what happened in hour one this morning. 1. 3 minute SCCHARbucks commercial 2. Unfunny bit of having a wack packer (Mark the Bagger) announce the guest for the show. Why the fuck is this supposed to be funny? 3. Unfunny bit of getting some unknown radio personality named Cathy to say dirty names. (Think getting Bill O'Reilly to say "Jack Mehoffer" only it's an internet radio person and the names they got her to say aren't funny in the least). Howard does his phony laugh to try to sell the bit. 4. Unfunny fake phony phone call to some supposed radio show. More fake laughs to sell the bit. 5. Howard does this scripted thing thanking Jesus for bad internet radio. 6. Howard announces it's the anniversary of the release of Quivers: A Life. Howard does a scripted discussion of the "highlights" of the book. Howard reads excepts and does some awful scripted jokes. Other than the jokes this is moderately interesting when Howard goes off-script and gives his real reactions to the quotes. He rips on Gary's book. 7. Unfunny man on the street bit about Coachella. Plays Guns n Roses extended version of November Rain from Coachella. Howard makes some really unfunny monologue jokes about it. "Leonardo DiCaprio fucked three chicks during this." "It WAS November by the time they finished". "In the old days Axl would get 12 blow jobs during that ending". 8. Takes a clearly set up beforehand call about Boko Haram, and Howard does a scripted rant about it. Tells awful jokes like "They LOOK like Sal!" 9. Takes a call from someone ripping on Gary for saying Pieces of Vinyl. Plays Sour Shoes imitating Gary. The first laugh of the show in 50 minutes. Howard takes a call from "Gary" using soundclips of his audiobook. Unfunny. So an hour of content. *Maybe* 10 interesting minutes. Not a single laugh, except for a tape of Sour Shoes. A sad state of affairs.