A quiet Friday turned unexpectedly electric: the red light for live radio clicks on, the foothills breathe after days of rain, and a crackling fire sets the stage for a run through memory, music, and sports that somehow all connect. We start with a simple joy—The Flintstones—and land on a timeless truth hiding in a cartoon: ideas often look silly until they fly, and only then do the doubters ask for a title and a seat at the head of the table. From there, we flip a desk calendar and tumble t...