
planet person is a once monthly show from 10-11 in the morning of a sunday, making room for the intuitive, the noisey, the dreamy mouth mumblings, the mouse crawling beneath the floorboard, the buzz of an electrical socket, the creak of a door when leaving for a walk after waking up in the middle of the night from dreaming that you woke up to leave to go for a walk after waking up in the middle of the night from dreaming that you woke up to leave to go for a walk in a dream, the inside of a pocket, the top of a cloud, the scratching sound from that time you picked your nose and thought nobody saw you but the guy across the street totally did and you wonder if you'll ever see him again because rochester is a kind of small city but at least you kind of look like all the other people your age wearing a striped shirt with bangs so maybe you're good but also it doesn't matter because you know he's totally picked his nose before too, the collective ghost noises of all of the bugs you have killed (especially intentionally), the last voicemail your mom left you, that thing that happens when two ceramic mugs clank together just right, the squeak of a voice at 10 in the morning when the only other words you've spoken are a meek hello to the neighbor walking their dog on your way out of the door, etc.