I've been going through the backlog of CBB for about eight months now, slowly working my way through. But when I started this project, I already had this episode in mind as a very unpleasant milestone. It has been wonderful to go back and be reintroduced to Harris the way so many people were. Over each appearance it felt like you were getting to know Harris in a way that no other guest had. Everyone has said how chill, laid back, lovely, friendly he came across, and it's beyond true. You rooted for him, for every shit joke in Foam, for every terrible and amazing character, for every story that he told. He has come to mean so much to me, and more so since his passing. I am going to start improv classes this month, and I know that Harris is the main inspiration. He made it all look so effortless, I want to take the classes to see for real how hard it actually is, and in that way appreciate Harris even more for making it all look so effortless.
And now I've finally made it to this episode again. I listened to it twice this past couple of days, and the voicemail from Harris at the end still makes me choke, even after a year and a half since first listening to it. It is still a giant tragedy. His death still affects me, I think about him weirdly often as I do my thing day to day. I still feel for all of his friends, his family, his fans. It hasn't gotten any easier to accept Harris' passing.
Thank you Harris, and I miss you.