Whiskey Circle

A bunch of the boys got together last week and got a little sideways — so naturally, we decided to record an episode. We talk the origins of the Whiskey Circle music, how talented our friends are or aren't at guitar, and we get educated on Guillain-Barre Syndrome. Then we move into COVID and sports, then spend hours on the ins and outs of beer-related sports, and sprinkle in some sexcapade stories. Join me, BC, PJ, Andy and Nate for this ride.

If you can get past the first 20 minutes, you're in for a treat. Me and Sammy start of talking about how bad I am at golf and what I've been doing for Movember before I totally forget how to speak. We bring things back whenever I talk about my plans for buying a house, how weird the MetaVerse is, and how crazy human advancement has been for the last 20 years. I predict when the world is going to end, how bad politicians are, and who knows, maybe I'll fix politics one day. Back end gets weird when we tell stories about me almost dying, Lohse's dog dying and other dead pet scenarios, my grandma dying, the point of life, whether you not you need to get tested for STDs, and how great it is knowing a bartender. If you make it to the end, grab yourself a beer, you probably deserve it, but it's worth it — even if I'm not expert, just an alcoholic.

It's wedding season, and apparently I'm the only one who has gone to a wedding… that's alright though, the stories I get from weddings can last a dozen lifetimes, and I talk about the Holly and Kurt wedding fiasco of 2019, and my was it glorious. We also talk on how exciting we WANT our lives to be, how much smart phones suck, our desire for a keg stand, and everything else. It's a good one, grab a chair and take a seat.

Sorry in advance for a few audio mishaps… we're testing out the new mic baby! And although I do like the mic I received, I don't like the EXACT mic I received, and I'll talk more on why we're switching them out. Not only that, but we find out why I was born for Oktoberfest/brat eating contests, how bad I am with keys, and how I absolutely love Las Vegas. We even have the time this week on this very distracted podcast to have me tell you how bull shit it is that prices aren't shown on everything, give you an underrated beer, and tell you how I wish I was born with a badass name. Until next time

Sam and I sit down and watch the Cardinals beat the the piss out of the Cubs, and we sit down for a pod. Get used to this, we'll be watching a game of some sort while podding a little more often. We start out talking about how ridiculous the Cardinals have been and how exciting this team is right now — perfect time to get hot if you're a Cardinals fan. We also talk more on golfing and how we both need to get better, I convince Sam to go to Vegas live on air, and I talk about the concerts and shows I've been to over the last week. Past that, we hit our usuals, Sam thinks I say a no-no word, and is God a woman? Who the hell knows, but someone hand me a whiskey-beer.

This week we say goodbye to an absolute LEGEND. Norm changed comedy and he was a giant, and the world is going to sorely miss him. I also talk briefly about 9/11 and the impact the terrorist attacks have had on the world over the last 20 years. On a lighter note, I tried DB's Barbecue again like 3 times this weekend and it never disappointed, I'm looking into additional equipment to make the show even better, and I preview what Sober October may look like — don't worry, there's still going to be plenty of podcast episodes during that time.

To kick off the first episode of our second year, TRob joins us once again, and brings a few treats for the listeners. Alongside him is my good friend Eric Johns, and it gets interesting. Never before did I think we could talk about literal grass for so long, and I didn't realize school buses pissed people off so much. Don't trust us to do math, but trust us for a good time.

A power outage prompted this recording, and thank God it did. Sam joins me during the blackout so we can blackout. More importantly, he helps me recapping a crazy ass weekend in the Girardeau, which had way too many successes and failures, and reminded all of us just how old we really are. We also talk about Trump, aliens, and evolution all in about a 17 minutes span, and we cap it off by trying a new drink that for some reason we both will definitely be drinking again. Buckle up

We ride solo on big number 3-0, and I tell you all about my new job, and how weird it is to be in sales. Also, I talk about how I could never wear anything that is slightly fashionable, throw around a few segment ideas for the podcast, and get pissed off that people use mixers for their whiskey. Until next time.

Well, we're all moved into our new apartment in the Loop, and we're glad to be done moving. Who likes moving? Like, who the hell enjoys moving? Not us. We talk about some of our moving frustrations, and also how cool it'd be to see every MLB ballpark. Some of us are into Marvel movies and the others are into some weird shit. Just kidding. This is your first glance at the new roommates — get used to 'em.

Mr. Circle has become an STL resident, and thankfully 'ole Tony Lohse lives just a few miles away. Tony fills us in on some grade A FedEx stories, some real STL treats I need to try, we talk golf, and skydiving comes up once again. Oh, and I'm still apartment hunting, so lets home the next episode isn't from a cardboard box.

You may need a drink to get through this one. Jake comes to visit and joins me and Andy (and later Kelvin) on the show, and this one is a bit messy — that's what happens when you start at 4 a.m. Anyways, we go over the usual topics, and get into long talks about influential people and influential teachers, inspirational celebrities who came to late in life, the struggle of finding a damn job, and we finish off talking about how important men's mental health is. Until next time.

After a month+ absence we are back, and I talk about my recent shitshow of a trip to Lincoln, Nebraska, the shitty wage discrepancy right now, how fun old people are and about how I met my biological grandpa last week. Weird shit man. Might have one next week, but if we don't then expect the next one to be around mid to late June due to military orders. Sorry folks. But as always, keep slingin' them drinks

Andy and myself return after a 3-week break where I was just a bit lazy and wasn't posting, but we're back in action. We start off by trying 3 new bottles of whiskey, and some did not live up to the hype we created. Beyond that we do a bit of live trivia, fantasize about traveling, and smoke a couple of cigars. That's all for this week's impromptu episode. *DISCLAIMER: I experienced some audio issues during editing, so this isn't the crispiest of episodes, bear with me.*

Mr. Circle and Dr. Andy take on Chicago — or the Cag, as some people (absolutely no one) may call it — and meet up with some good friends. Darryl and Francesca jump on and we talk about sex, baby, let's talk about you, and me. Not only that but we speak about MAJOR differences between being in a small place like Cape and coming to a huge city like Chicago and feeling actually represented and included. We reminisce on old childhood TV shows, and realize how much work a threesome is for the guy. Until next time, Chicago.

Our Memphis neighbors Jake Scissors and Large Joe Nielsen make the trip to Cape for the weekend, but for once I don't drink with them on the pod (although that night was a different story, oops). After I broke my foot earlier in the week, I've been giving pain meds and blood thinners, so it's been interesting. These Memphites work full time and hate their lives, but at least they aren't on crutches, and they come to Cape Girardeau to escape their responsibilities and let loose for a weekend, so God damnit I welcome it. Jake reminds me of a few times I got my ass beat/thrown across the bar, and I guess we're all going to the Space Hotel in the sky in 10 years. Strap in.

This week we're riding solo. Your host, me, myself, and I, Zach Tate, hates that no one wants to karaoke anymore, and wishes that all these young college kids would match the energy of the old men frat stars of yesteryear. On top of that I give out a few podcast recommendations, I teach you all that gold chain = clout and clout is forever (for the next four years), and wonder why no one wants to be a "renaissance man" any more. DM the instagram @whiskeycircleofficial if you want a shirt, if you have ideas for new segments, or if you want to be on.

My own voice doesn't sound great but everyone else's does, and on this episode we cover way too much. Curtis and Jonesy join me and we talk politics, Corona (go figure), plug some unsponsored sponsorships for some god damn reason, and introduce a new segment — you know what really grinds my gears? In the future maybe we won't record at 2 am after a night of heavy drinking, but hell then again maybe we will. Enjoy.

Oh boy do we have a story for you this week. Lohse comes down again for a visit, and our friend Clay Cicotte joins in too. I'm the only son of a bitch who isn't from STL, so they educate me a bit, give us a few food recommendations, and then we talk about one fateful night about 3 weeks ago. Ouchie.

This could be a good one... I invite my old roommate Jake Walck on and buddy brings in an army of people to take over the pod, and it's about as chaotic as I could've hoped. Myself, Walck, Dave, Tieman, Steffan and Cade talk about almost everything except for what I had written down, but there's plenty of gold nuggets in this shit show. We bounce around from life on the lake to sunglasses to country music to the continental divide... grab a notepad if you wanna try to follow, cause the only connection we found was 1, 2 Many glasses of whiskey and a helluva time.

Disclaimer: we don't know jack about finance, but we pretend to. Ole boy Conner Wakeland comes on and we go over financials for way too damn long, reminisce about our Guard time, tell a few travel stories, and talk about a young man who's fighting for his life, and kicking ass at it. Check our Instagram bio for details on donating.

Ah, 2021… it's literally no different than 2020. And I'm still getting drunk every week with a friend or two, so life is good. NEW INTRO !! Let me know what y'all think about it by sending me a DM on Instagram, @whiskeycircleofficial. Oh, and there's an outro too, so listen all the way through! TRob finally comes back after missing the last 15 episodes, and goddamnit I see too much of him these days. We get some beers after work, have a few glasses, and wonder what the hell happened to having pride in doing stuff with your hands? Who the hell knows, but we talk about it, and much more this week.

Mr. Stool himself joined me for this week's Christmas episode, and we talk all things Barstool SEMO. From controversy to merch to the beginning of it all. Viva la Stool, and long live the common man. Follow @Barstool_SEMO on Instagram.

I visited the folks back home this week, and my cousin Clay Beck jumped on the radio with me for this week's episode for our longest episode to date. I don't know if it's actually funny or if we just think we're hilarious, but probably both. We go all over the place in this one, but one thing you'll find out is that my hometown apparently is fucking insane now that I'm never around.

After a few weeks of dodging me and the pod, Jackson Pulley finally decides to join me for a glass or three. We talk about what he's been up to, the military, and for some reason Mike Tyson — like, a lot. Pull up a stool, light a cigar and stay awhile.

Thanksgiving is all about being with family, being thankful — and most importantly —blacking out. This Blackout Wednesday, me and Andy get drink, drank drunk, and talk about some of the highs and lows of previous Thanksgivings. If there's one thing you take away from this, don't ever eat deviled eggs. Who actually likes them?

Coming fresh off his own isolation, Eric joins me and we talk about how crazy we're going being cooped up in a fraternity house on quarantine. I started playing Xbox for the first time in months and Eric starts a dozen projects but hasn't finished any of 'em. Put us out of our misery.

Well, I suppose it was bound to happen. There's a few positive cases within our house, so we got the place on lockdown and are quarantining. I may go insane over the next 2 weeks, or I may just get drunk, but definitely both. Me and Andy make predictions about quarantine, get a little nostalgic, and try a few whiskeys.

This week is a festive one! Myself, Big Country, Andy, and Seth talk about spooky encounters we've had, dabble with some conspiracy theories, and tell some funny stories from Halloween's of the past. Fun game for the family: listen to this episode while using an Ouija board, you won't regret it. Probably I had some audio issues I wasn't able to fix throughout, so please bear with me I'll try to get it sorted out before the next episode!

The man we all know as Big Country texted me and said there needs to be another episode, so we made another one. BC can drink a lot, but apparently his two weak spots are Fireball and Rumple Minze — for two totally different reasons. Whatever it is, he'll put it down, and probably wash it down with a Smirnoff Ice, because honestly they taste delicious for the 2 seconds you're drinking it.

Apparently there's a cash cab in Nashville?? Not really, he just gets your hopes up. This week's got an entertaining duo in Tony Lohse and Sam Kehrer, and Tony don't really mess with Whiskey. In between the laughs we do slow things down for a bit to pay respects to an absolute legend in our local chapter's founding father Phil Born. Rest In Peace big guy, thanks for everything. Now let's drink.

Local legend and all around great guy Ken Anderson hopped on the podcast this week. This man has lived a LIFE, from running the biggest hacking ring to wheelin' and dealin' in the World Series of Poker to just being damn good at his job, he's without a doubt successful and a helluva guy. But if you see him at the poker table, walk away — you're gonna have a bad time.

After a month of NOT being a guest, our good friend Andy Behrmann finally decided to put the med school applications down and jump on the podcast... and he still finds a way to talk about doctor shit. Dr. Andy walks us through some of his research, his top med schools, and we finally taste a few whiskey samples we've been waiting to try. Disclaimer: we have no idea what the hell we're talking about and I'm pretty sure we were WAY off on our analysis of the three. But, who cares? Let's drink.

A chaotic week 5 has Zach Leeuwenburg (Kirby) and Dirty Curtis Anderson joining and talking about their favorite drinks, how weird sports are right now, and trying some Jack Daniels that I aged. Eric joins us halfway in to smoke a cigar with the crew — there's a lot going on, deal with it.

A Gluten Free Gangster (Eric) joins me this week for a chat about how different Chicago is from the Bootheel, how being gluten free isn't just a trend for white girls (although they make it easier for him), and for some interesting discussion about our bucket list items. Just don't go cave diving folks. And, probably stay away from Mad Dog.

Dalton Hale joins us this week, and if you couldn't tell... we were out and about beforehand. Dalton talks about his business and what he's been doing after college — and what may or may not stay with you after college — and Emma Petree pops on the pod for a few minutes as well. For three drunk military people, this episode wasn't nearly as raunchy as it could have been. But you'll get your fix.

Joining me this week is Sam Kehrer for episode 2, and boy are you in for a treat. The two of us talk about — you guessed it — girls, girls girls. Whether Sam is misogynistic or not, that's for you to decide. That, the likelihood of threesomes, how often you may run into Morgan Freeman, and the future is what is in store for you during this week's Whiskey Circle.

Welcome to the first episode of Whiskey Circle! Today, Tyler Robinson (TRob) joined me (Zach Tate) for the episode that kickstarted this pod. TRob introduced a new drink that could take the hair off your nuts if you don't mix it right, we reminisced about the summer and what could have been, and gave a blacked out friend a birthday shoutout. All in a days work.