In a universe that is similar to but not quite the same as this one, a new and very strange Deadcast would appear in this space. Drew would probably be more or less the same as usual, but as I had just gotten off an overnight flight on Wednesday morning, it’s a virtual certainty that I would have been a psychedelic jet-lagged disaster mumbling various bleary melatonin-scented incoherencies. Again: similar to, but not quite the same as this one.

And so, in this world, we made the executive decision to regroup (both of us), get some weird day-sleep (me), work on a new novel (Drew), and air a rerun. We’ll be back with our regularly scheduled programming next week, but for now please enjoy Drew, Marchman, and me taking a confused and extremely confusing spin through the more avant-garde corners of the Williams-Sonoma Catalog.

Yes, it’s a Christmas-adjacent episode going up in early spring, but also a Champagne Saber is never out of season.

As always, you can listen at iHeart Radio, Stitcher, Spotify, NPR One, Apple Podcasts, or GooglePlay. And don’t forget to email us tips and/or general complaints at deadcast@deadspin.com. Have fun out there, and see you next week with fresh idiocy.