A late night talk show recorded in the home of Ottawa's household wannabe comedian. It's At Home with Andrew Johnson.
I'm back. Go listen to Dead Parent Society.
Were recent tragedies MY fault? But I knocked on wood! Why can't we just settle our differences like we used to: with a flaming bag of poo at your enemies doorstep. And know what's really a bag of crap? Mosquitos.
Today At Home with Andrew Johnson's Andrew Johnson has a terrible slice of pizza, a successful chiropractic appointment, and things are abruptly cut short by the reemergence of the terrible slice of pizza.
Welcome home! On this week's episode Andrew talks about his public humiliation on a Monday night, his trip to Tremblant, and how you should be a better person.
Let's call this the official At Home with Andrew Johnson podcast launch. My brain is overflowing with juicy thoughts, so plug in and take a bite.
I'm back from a Bachelor Party in Montreal where we went to the F1 Race and set a record for most bathroom trips. I nearly had a breakdown while buying a burrito, and everyone's favourite topic: butts!
Take your shoes off or keep them on! Whatever makes you comfortable (Just as long as you're not murdering anyone). Production value has gone up 10 points for my 10 listeners. Sit back and relax, or stay on the edge of your seat—whatever gets you ready for stories from the grocery store, window watching play-by-play, and PRIZES.
In this episode, your favourite podcaster named Andrew Johnson discusses the difficulties of spitting out a sentence, the fake-positivity movement, the Royal Wedding, and windows. Strap yourself in, look out a window, and get comfortable with Andrew Johnson.
Today is International Women’s Day, and it’s the second day of my new coffee routine. Plus, a gross observation about bus etiquette.
Can the menstrual cycle impact a man’s bowel movements? I investigate.
It’s March 7th, which means it’s 3/7 which is Dean McAmmond’s jersey number. What’s new? #Anchor is on iTunes now. BA-JESUS! We’re moving up in the world. It’s looking like George Clooney out in Ottawa, Ontario and I’m sorry you’ve missed me.
Getting drenched from all the Anchor fans dropping love into my audio ocean. Also, who doesn't love a good itch?