On the bright side, some of the silence is thanks to actual paying work. But as is usually the case in my script doctor practice, the patients are both dead and late for an appointment, so there is much frantic working of and at long and odd hours.
Anyway, I've managed to miss three -- THREE! -- important birthdays, plus my own podcast (Hank wrote to say he figured I wasn't feeling well when he noticed there was a new episode of The Slumgullion up, but no mention of it on the blog -- a fact which suggests that pain is stronger than egotism. Granted, there is as yet no scientific evidence for this hypothesis, but I submit that it could be proved with a lengthy series of easily repeatable experiments involving somebody kicking Donald Trump in the shin).
Before we descend further into self-promotion, let's pause to blow a single mournful note on a party favor in honor of these Crappers who didn't receive their Sexy Birthday Lizards in a timely manner:
September 5: D.Sidhe
September 19: M.Bouffant
September 23: acrannymint.
Geez, I suck. However, let me make some small amends by passing around the celebratory hot dish:
Satisfy? Oh, perhaps. But I shudder to think what will ultimately happen to the "Inner Man" after eating whole onions stuffed with beans.
Please join me in wishing D.Sidhe, M.Bouffant, and acrannymint a very happy, and very belated birthday. And since it's a group celebration, let's hire a rainbow gecko made from the union of many melted Crayons to jump out of the cake and serve as our...
Sexy Birthday Lizard!
Before we get into this week's (actually, last week's -- geez, I suck!) podcast, I just want to thank Doc Logan for his kind comments about The Slumgullion, and Wo'C scribe Hank Parmer for his emails on the subject. The feedback is both helpful and enormously appreciated, guys.
Here's the link to the lost episode. Sure it's old, but you could say the same about me, so who am I to point a palsied, knobby-knuckled finger? Besides, a lot of stuff happens in this one. We talk about the new Mystery Science Theater 3000 and Christian propaganda movies like God Is Dead, and play the "Who Should Beat Up Kirk Cameron?" game. Jeff introduces a new theme song for the Unknown Movie Challenge, and then we split open the carcass of The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai -- Across the 9th Dimension and crawl inside and make a fun fort out of it.
(I should probably add a disclaimer here: I recorded the episode with a migraine, so by the end of it I kind of sound like that faint, tinny voice emanating from the post-mortem radio set in The Dead Talk Back.)
The Slumgullion Episode 16 “The Quicker Picker Upper”
• September 14, 2016Starring Scott Clevenger and Jeff Holland
In which our heroes, dealing with pain, insomnia and demonic possession, discuss MST3K, religious propaganda, and who could and should beat up Kirk Cameron, as well as have a free floating discussion about a free floating film: “The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai-Across the 8th Dimension”. Other things are mentioned and the theme for the Unknown Movie Challenge is revealed.
And here's the bright shiny new episode:
The The Slumgullion Episode 17 “My First Straight Boner”
• September 25, 2016Starring Jeff Holland and Scott Clevenger
With Special Guests Mary Clevenger and Indy McDanie
In which a happy discussion about Stranger Things turns into an angry rant from Jeff about three new horror films. After we relive some childhood memories, the Unknown Movie Challenge is 1957’s Invasion of the Saucer Men. And it's ultra cheap remake, Attack of the the Eye Creatures.
In honor of this special occasion, take it away, The Count:
"One birthday ... two birthdays ... three birthdays! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I hope you all had an enjoyable one, with the company and (if so desired) mood-altering substances of choice.
"Northwoods Beans" -- the dish that nightmares are made of. There ought to have been a rule about foodstuffs which remind you of the sort of thing mad scientists have growing in a carelessly secured tray, back in the laboratory. Namely, don't ... just don't.
I have to admit, that ad gave a twitch to my nostalgia nerve: I can just taste that toasted-to-a-golden brown Chedobit cheese on white bread with mustard, even though it's been many, many years since my town had an A & P. Sadly, I don't recall ever seeing any gypsies hanging around the store.
I feel your pain, Scott! Not sure I can keep up my own pace, frankly!
But still loving your reviews! :)
My best to you, Mary and the kitties!
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