Snow continues for Mr. Windy in the snowbelt of Northern Michigan. Highs in the low 30's. New Digs. Same Ole Charles, Biting the hand that feeds him. DON'T RITE ANYTHING FLOWERY HERE JUST PUT OUT MY SHOW AND TELMY FANS HOW TO LISTEN SO I AM #1 ON THE PODCAST PLAYGROUND PODCAST CHANNEL..

Charles Gary Shaw is Mr. Windy and he can’t seem to catch a break. Crabber, Shrimper, Man of the Sea, Mr. Windy chronicles the life and times of a man Running On Empty. Host Gentry Thomas along with Jay Yandle, try their might to steer Mr. Windy’s ship into safe harbor. It’s a daily struggle having a Mr. Windy and now you can have one too, from a distance, in limited doses. Join the podcast Running On Empty With Mr. Windy on The Podcast Playground or wherever you pod.

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Diamonds are a girl's best friend, and Mr. Windy's kinda cute. Like an armadillo that's been hit by a car but didn't die. DON'T WRITE A BUNCH OF FLOWERY SHIT ABOUT ME AND MY SHOW. YOU TELL EVERYONE IF THEY KNOW ME LISTEN. IF YOU DON'T KNOW ME, JUST LISTEN. STOP. PLAY. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. I GOT A POSTHOLE DIGGER AND A BAG TO PUT MY DIAMOUNDS IN . DIO MOUNDS DIE MOUNDS-- DIAMONDS!

Winter is coming on fast in Northern Michigan, We South Bound And Down, The Plantation, Reservation, Radio Station in Sunny Florida, Here We Come. I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE GENTRY. HAVE MY SOFT FEATHERY PILLOW READY WHEN I GET THERE & MY $500 BLAZER FROM GABE'S, AND MY HIGH DOLLAR BED AND BOX OF SPRINGS Fl La La La La La La La La.

That no drinkin' didn't last long. SEE WHAT HAPPENED WAS I MOVED FROM MY SAFE SPACE SHIP BACK TO THE WOODS, THE WOODS WERE COOL FOR DRINKIN' AND SMOKING THEN THERE WAS THIS BOY, A YOUNG BOY. I HAD TO MOVE AGAIN DOWN TRAIL TO A NEW CAMP, A PEOPLE CAMP, DO YOU KNOW WHAT A POEPLE CAMP IS BOYS AND GIRLS? HOW MANY WORDS DO WE GET? HEY! Kiss my ass if you don't like it. I don't wear belly chains, they do things to my picture, this is the truth.

Turns out God has been touching Mr. Windy all along. This was not some big showy miracle, just an ordinary public display of God’s mercy, Mr. Windy was walking to the liquor store as usual when... I WILL TELL THE STORY, AND LISTEN TO MY RADIO SHOW ON PODCAST NOT FM I WILL CUS SOCIALLY, AND HEY NO MORE DRINKING! bOOM! +++ $1 PRE-ROLLS.

Mr. Windy is The Burning Man, all Summer Long in Northern Michigan.