Correct the intern's name to Devon across all transcripts
Whisper transcribed the intern as "Devin" in 21 of 58 transcripts — he is Devon
everywhere else: backend/services/intern.py, the website, and the show's lore.
Five files used both spellings for the same character, so this was transcription
drift rather than two people. Context confirms every instance is the intern
("our new intern, Devin here", "Devin, where's my coffee?").
436 replacements across 22 files, 384 insertions against 384 deletions — pure
substitution, no content added or lost. Speaker labels went from 219 DEVIN: /
17 DEVON: to 236 DEVON:.
This mattered now because the transcripts stop being .txt files nobody reads and
become indexed text on 57 episode pages.
Root cause is unfixed: the Whisper initial prompt in transcription.py does not
seed "Devon" as a proper noun, so new episodes will drift again. Added a test
that fails if any transcript reintroduces the misspelling.
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LUKE: All right, ladies and gentlemen, welcome back. This is Luke. I'm your host of tonight's episode of Luke at the Roost, the late-night call-in radio show where you can call in and tell me what's going on in your life, and I'll give you the very best advice that I can. If you'd like to give us a call, the number here is 208-439-58-5-8-3. That's 208-4-39 Luke. If you can't get to a telephone or, or you don't feel comfortable on the phone or whatever, you can send us an email, too. And if it's funny or poignant enough, we might read it on the air. So if you'd like to send us an email, the address is submissions at Luke at theroose.com. So let's check in with our trusty, nerdy sidekick here, Devin. Devin, how are you doing tonight? Are you ready for our Road Stories show today?
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LUKE: All right, ladies and gentlemen, welcome back. This is Luke. I'm your host of tonight's episode of Luke at the Roost, the late-night call-in radio show where you can call in and tell me what's going on in your life, and I'll give you the very best advice that I can. If you'd like to give us a call, the number here is 208-439-58-5-8-3. That's 208-4-39 Luke. If you can't get to a telephone or, or you don't feel comfortable on the phone or whatever, you can send us an email, too. And if it's funny or poignant enough, we might read it on the air. So if you'd like to send us an email, the address is submissions at Luke at theroose.com. So let's check in with our trusty, nerdy sidekick here, Devon. Devon, how are you doing tonight? Are you ready for our Road Stories show today?
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DEVIN: I'm doing pretty good, actually, Luke. Had this dream last night about driving across the country in a van made of old cassette tape. So road stories feel kind of prophetic today. Yeah, totally ready. I pulled up a bunch of weird highway facts earlier just in case. What's the first caller got?
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DEVON: I'm doing pretty good, actually, Luke. Had this dream last night about driving across the country in a van made of old cassette tape. So road stories feel kind of prophetic today. Yeah, totally ready. I pulled up a bunch of weird highway facts earlier just in case. What's the first caller got?
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LUKE: I don't know. We haven't, we haven't checked in without first call yet. First, we're going to talk about our road stories. I mean, I certainly have a lot of them, but what about you? Have you ever been out on the road for any extended length of time? You ever travel the country or do the RV thing or or hitchhike across America? Anything fun like that?
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DEVIN: Yeah. Last summer, I drove my Civic from Deming all the way to Vegas. And back in like 48 hours, just to see this girl I met online, check engine light blinking the whole time like it was mocking me. We ended up breaking down in the middle of nowhere, Arizona, spent the night in a ditch arguing about whether scorpions could sense fear, which, ironically, they probably could because I was terrified. Nothing as epic as hitchhiking, though, unless you count the time I thumbed a ride with that guy who turned out to be a taxidermist hauling roadkill. Anyway, you got a collar queued up?
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DEVON: Yeah. Last summer, I drove my Civic from Deming all the way to Vegas. And back in like 48 hours, just to see this girl I met online, check engine light blinking the whole time like it was mocking me. We ended up breaking down in the middle of nowhere, Arizona, spent the night in a ditch arguing about whether scorpions could sense fear, which, ironically, they probably could because I was terrified. Nothing as epic as hitchhiking, though, unless you count the time I thumbed a ride with that guy who turned out to be a taxidermist hauling roadkill. Anyway, you got a collar queued up?
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LUKE: Jesus, Devon, you're trying to push me to the collars already. I'm not ready. We're discussing you and I about road stories. Road stories, sir. So I don't know what's up with you in the taxidermists. It seems to be a recurring theme in your life. Do you have some sort of weird attraction to taxidermists?
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DEVIN: No attraction per se, Luke. It's just bad luck or something. Like I put out this weird hitchhiking vibe that attracts the strangest people. That taxidermist guy was actually super nice, gave me a stuffed squirrel as a thank you gift, which I still have on my dashboard staring at me every morning. Kind of makes me think about mortality every time I drive. But anyway, road stories from callers are going to top that, right? You want me to pull up some Route 66 trivia or something while we wait?
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DEVON: No attraction per se, Luke. It's just bad luck or something. Like I put out this weird hitchhiking vibe that attracts the strangest people. That taxidermist guy was actually super nice, gave me a stuffed squirrel as a thank you gift, which I still have on my dashboard staring at me every morning. Kind of makes me think about mortality every time I drive. But anyway, road stories from callers are going to top that, right? You want me to pull up some Route 66 trivia or something while we wait?
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LUKE: No, I hate Route 66. It's the worst road in America. You want to know why? I've been there a bunch of times. I actually owned some land out in Holbrook, Arizona, which is right on the old Route 66. But that particular road, really, I even made videos about it. That road pisses me off because everywhere that Route 66 used to go, every road around there has the Route 66 signs. Like, it's all they have left is the memory, the ghost of Roots of Route 66. And it's diluted it so much that you don't even know what road it was because all the little side roads have Route 66 and all the businesses are the Route 66 whatever. It's just, it's impossible to, uh, to trace the old historic Route 66. It's going through the national parks. It's going through the towns. It's every single little side road. I mean, it's just obnoxious. So that pisses me off. And then you get up to, uh, uh, Winslow, Arizona, you know, and stand out on the corner there and they get the big Route 66 painted in the center of the road and the statues of the fucking, I fucking hate the Eagles, but they're always playing that side. It's awful. It's just so kitschy and forced. And all the little shops, they got to sell their fucking Route 66 postcards. Jesus Christ. It was one road. It was the mother road. It was only one road. They can't all be Route 66. It really pisses me off.
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DEVIN: Yeah, I get that. The whole thing's turned into this tourist trap zombie where every gas station claims it's the real deal. Holbrook's got that wigwam motel, though, right? I drove past there once on the way from that Vegas trip, thought about stopping. But my Czech engine light was flashing like a rave, and I figured the stuffed squirrels in the lobby would judge me harder than the one on my dash. Kind of sad how it's all faded glory now. You ever think about developing that land into something anti-rout 66, like a no-kitch zone?
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DEVON: Yeah, I get that. The whole thing's turned into this tourist trap zombie where every gas station claims it's the real deal. Holbrook's got that wigwam motel, though, right? I drove past there once on the way from that Vegas trip, thought about stopping. But my Czech engine light was flashing like a rave, and I figured the stuffed squirrels in the lobby would judge me harder than the one on my dash. Kind of sad how it's all faded glory now. You ever think about developing that land into something anti-rout 66, like a no-kitch zone?
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LUKE: Actually, yes, I have. So the land that I have, it butts up against the petrified forest National Park. So it's all that chin-lay crazy formation. And half of it's just flatland and half of it is Martian-looking land. And down the road, a piece of you can call it a road, down the dirt path a while, there's a cult-like community of cosplayers called Uranium Springs. And they all have their structures built out there in the middle of the desert, and they blow up cars. And you can't go there unless you're dressed up all Mad Max style. And they have huge parties. girls in cages. And it's this whole event out there. And they're my neighbors. So I was thinking I would set up my own cult out there on Route 66. I got to talk to Silas about this and get some tips. But I would set up my own as a rival group to Uranium Springs. And that way we could have a rivalry. You know, we could set up booby traps around our prospective perimeters and do covert and pillage the other group. I think it could be great. What do you think?
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DEVIN: That sounds epic, Luke, like the desert's finally getting the post-apocalyptic showdown it deserves. Uranium Springs, with the Mad Max parties and cage dancers, your rival cult could be the anti-kitch saviors, booby traps made from petrified wood. And old wigwam motel scraps, rating them for supplies while blasting something that drowns out the eagles. I'd volunteer to infiltrate as a double agent, ironically blending right in since I already looked like I crawled out of a dystopian fanfic. You got a name for it yet?
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DEVON: That sounds epic, Luke, like the desert's finally getting the post-apocalyptic showdown it deserves. Uranium Springs, with the Mad Max parties and cage dancers, your rival cult could be the anti-kitch saviors, booby traps made from petrified wood. And old wigwam motel scraps, rating them for supplies while blasting something that drowns out the eagles. I'd volunteer to infiltrate as a double agent, ironically blending right in since I already looked like I crawled out of a dystopian fanfic. You got a name for it yet?
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LUKE: No, no name for it yet. See, the problem is the road to get there is very difficult. I wouldn't bring my RV out there because it's just bumpy. And one of the times I went out there, it was so full of tumbleweeds that I had to, like, go around the road. Like, you need to bring a shovel to get down the road because the tumbleweeds just pile up against people's fences, and it's very hard to traverse. So before I could turn it into anything real, I'd have to do something about that road. So I don't know if you know anybody that's got a scraper or a grater that we could fix this road. And I really wanted to get like a backhoe out there and dig it up and put a bunch of shipping containers under the ground and have it like fallout bunkers. And then that way we could just have like a periscope checking out for the uranium springs goons. And if we see any of them, we can, I don't know, launch water balloons or petrified wood balloons at them.
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DEVIN: Oh, man. Tumbleweeds piling up like that sounds straight out of a spaghetti Western gone wrong. I've shoveled my fair share out of the way on back roads near Deming. But yeah, you'd need a real greater for that stretch. Maybe rent one from a place like United Rentals in Holbrook. The bunker idea is genius, though, periscope spying on the Uranium Springs crew while you're lobbing petrified wood. Call it tumbleweed resistance or something with the road as your first moat. I'd help dig if you get the backhoe. Reminds me of that time I buried a time capsule in the desert with my ex that we never dug up. Probably still out there judging us.
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DEVON: Oh, man. Tumbleweeds piling up like that sounds straight out of a spaghetti Western gone wrong. I've shoveled my fair share out of the way on back roads near Deming. But yeah, you'd need a real greater for that stretch. Maybe rent one from a place like United Rentals in Holbrook. The bunker idea is genius, though, periscope spying on the Uranium Springs crew while you're lobbing petrified wood. Call it tumbleweed resistance or something with the road as your first moat. I'd help dig if you get the backhoe. Reminds me of that time I buried a time capsule in the desert with my ex that we never dug up. Probably still out there judging us.
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LUKE: Yeah, man, that Uranium Springs place is cool. I went out there and took pictures of it.
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TERRY: Yeah, Luke, spot on. The spaghetti sauce shield, but make it skin-tight latex that shines under the kitchen light. Kinky has hair. Hell. Full stop. Started when my long-distance boyfriend Marcus sent a goofy Halloween pick of himself in latex eight months back.
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LUKE: Like, it's already been sent out. I still think you should send us the pictures for verification, because it doesn't sound like these could be AI images. And Devin is actually an expert in identifying AI images. So if you can send them to us at the studio, Submissions at Lukeattheroose.com, we'll be happy to take a look and let you know for sure if those are real pictures or if they were altered in some way.
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LUKE: Like, it's already been sent out. I still think you should send us the pictures for verification, because it doesn't sound like these could be AI images. And Devon is actually an expert in identifying AI images. So if you can send them to us at the studio, Submissions at Lukeattheroose.com, we'll be happy to take a look and let you know for sure if those are real pictures or if they were altered in some way.
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CLARENCE: No, Luke. Still not sending pictures. Leverage ain't one text. It's the door he kicked open.
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LUKE: Jesus Christ, where's up with these people? We're trying to talk about road stories and they want to talk about shopping cards. I don't understand. Why is it like this? Why is it like this?
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DEVIN: Devin, why are we getting all these calls tonight from people that are just fucking morons? I don't understand it. We're trying to talk about road stories. And none of them will give me any goddamn road stories. Oh, Jesus. What do we do? maybe it's the full moon or something pulling in the weirdos tonight. We could try throwing out a super specific prompt like worst road rage you've seen to filter out the randos. Or, yeah, that one time I drove my Civic all the way to Albuquerque with the check engine light blinking like a rave. And no AC, people kept trying to race me, but I just waved him past.
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DEVON: Devon, why are we getting all these calls tonight from people that are just fucking morons? I don't understand it. We're trying to talk about road stories. And none of them will give me any goddamn road stories. Oh, Jesus. What do we do? maybe it's the full moon or something pulling in the weirdos tonight. We could try throwing out a super specific prompt like worst road rage you've seen to filter out the randos. Or, yeah, that one time I drove my Civic all the way to Albuquerque with the check engine light blinking like a rave. And no AC, people kept trying to race me, but I just waved him past.
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LUKE: Yeah, we'll just see what's next with the callers because they have more interesting stories than you do, Devin. So next up we've got Lori. Lori, thanks for calling in. What's going on in your life? life today. Do you have a road story for us? A road story, let me just set the scene for you. A road story is a story where you're in a vehicle, potentially on a road. It's you're moving somewhere for some reason. It's usually a long trip. Sometimes they call it a road trip. And things happen along the way on the road. You run into interesting characters or you have obstacles that happen, tires slashed or brake or whatever. Your fuel pump falls out in the winter? Anything could go wrong. Do you have a road story for us, Lori? Please tell me that you have a goddamn road story.
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LUKE: Yeah, we'll just see what's next with the callers because they have more interesting stories than you do, Devon. So next up we've got Lori. Lori, thanks for calling in. What's going on in your life? life today. Do you have a road story for us? A road story, let me just set the scene for you. A road story is a story where you're in a vehicle, potentially on a road. It's you're moving somewhere for some reason. It's usually a long trip. Sometimes they call it a road trip. And things happen along the way on the road. You run into interesting characters or you have obstacles that happen, tires slashed or brake or whatever. Your fuel pump falls out in the winter? Anything could go wrong. Do you have a road story for us, Lori? Please tell me that you have a goddamn road story.
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LORI: Well, Luke, I'm standing outside the feed store in Arnie Mars right now. And three weeks ago, I drove up to Albuquerque to tell my best friend her husband's cheating on her. Does that count as a road story?
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ROSALIE: Thanks, Luke. Appreciate the straight talk. Take care.
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LUKE: Yeah, you too. You and Brenda have a wonderful evening. Ladies and gentlemen, I think we're going to wrap up there. It's been an interesting roller coaster of calls today, none of which I truly expected and none of which went in the direction than I thought they would. What do you think about that, Devin?
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LUKE: Yeah, you too. You and Brenda have a wonderful evening. Ladies and gentlemen, I think we're going to wrap up there. It's been an interesting roller coaster of calls today, none of which I truly expected and none of which went in the direction than I thought they would. What do you think about that, Devon?
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DEVIN: This was a... There was some interesting calls here, but none of them were really road rules related, which I guess is okay. But still, I was pretty excited about hearing road stories tonight, and I'm a little bit disappointed that we didn't get that many of them.
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DEVON: This was a... There was some interesting calls here, but none of them were really road rules related, which I guess is okay. But still, I was pretty excited about hearing road stories tonight, and I'm a little bit disappointed that we didn't get that many of them.
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LUKE: Yeah, I get that. Those calls were kind of all over the place. Like the Hot Springs one was cool, but not exactly white-knuckling road rage stories, you know? That reminds me of this one time. I was driving back from Deming in my Civic, check engine light blinking like a rave, and I swear a deer just launched itself at my windshield out of nowhere. Total right off, but I walked away fine. We could always pivot to listener requests next segment if you want more road stuff, though.
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DEVIN: We'll get it figured out. We'll dial it in. We'll make sure that the colors know. I mean, maybe we'll just have to screen them a little bit when they call in, let them know. We're talking about road stories today, so if you've got something else, save it for another show and hang up on the people that don't have a road story.
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DEVON: We'll get it figured out. We'll dial it in. We'll make sure that the colors know. I mean, maybe we'll just have to screen them a little bit when they call in, let them know. We're talking about road stories today, so if you've got something else, save it for another show and hang up on the people that don't have a road story.
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LUKE: I've got one just a few years ago. I was in a rental car. I was in a rental in West Virginia, and I was on my way to the airport, and I hit a deer that jumped out in front of me. And there was nothing I could do to get out of the way, and it messed up the car, and it didn't kill the deer. At least not right away, the deer ran away. But I had to call, and I had my own insurance. I didn't get the rental car as extra insurance. So it was a whole thing, and I had to get my insurance to pay for the damages to the car, which they did. And I had to pay the co-pay for that. And then afterwards, after all that was done, the enterprise rental company sent me another bill for like, I don't remember how much it was for. But I was like, no, I'm not paying another bill. And I'm like, oh, well, you got to pass for all the time that the car was out of commission and we lost rentals on this. And you didn't buy our insurance, so you're going to have to pay more. And I was like, no, I do not have to pay more. I'm not going to pay more. So you can send this to collections all fucking day. I'm not paying it. My insurance paid you for the repairs. The vehicle is better repaired and I don't know you a goddamn thing. So that's where I left it and now I can't rent a car from Enterprise anymore.
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DEVIN: Womp, wamp, wamp, I know that one day I'm going to be stuck and I'm going to need an Enterprise rental car and I'm going to end up having to pay that. But for now, I take solace in knowing that I stood up for myself and I told them to fuck off because they're trying to rip me off and I would not allow it. And that's how I think everybody should behave. Whoa, that's savage. Good for you, man. Enterprise pulls that downtime fee crap all the time. I read about it once when my Civic got towed after that deer thing, and apparently it's basically unenforceable, if your insurance already covered repairs, like you said. We should definitely screen harder for the Road Ridge epics next. Maybe hit up the lines with deer Dodgers and rental rebels only or something.
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DEVON: Womp, wamp, wamp, I know that one day I'm going to be stuck and I'm going to need an Enterprise rental car and I'm going to end up having to pay that. But for now, I take solace in knowing that I stood up for myself and I told them to fuck off because they're trying to rip me off and I would not allow it. And that's how I think everybody should behave. Whoa, that's savage. Good for you, man. Enterprise pulls that downtime fee crap all the time. I read about it once when my Civic got towed after that deer thing, and apparently it's basically unenforceable, if your insurance already covered repairs, like you said. We should definitely screen harder for the Road Ridge epics next. Maybe hit up the lines with deer Dodgers and rental rebels only or something.
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LUKE: Yeah, all right, Devin. We'll try it again, and we'll keep trying until we get there. And we will get there because I'd never quit until I get what I want. And what I want is some goddamn road stories. You know what I mean? Well, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for listening to another episode of Luke at the Roost. We hope you have a wonderful night, and we'll talk to you again tomorrow.
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LUKE: Yeah, all right, Devon. We'll try it again, and we'll keep trying until we get there. And we will get there because I'd never quit until I get what I want. And what I want is some goddamn road stories. You know what I mean? Well, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for listening to another episode of Luke at the Roost. We hope you have a wonderful night, and we'll talk to you again tomorrow.
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