DQYDJ 04: Writing, Drinking and Shooting Large Animals
Posted on Thursday, May 08, 2008 by Melanie
EP 04: Writing, Drinking and Shooting Large Animals (33:08)
Welcome to Episode 4 of "Don't Quit Your Day Job: The Podcast!" where we celebrate the drunken splendor that was Ernest "The Hem" Hemingway, as well as some drunken antics of other writers. Ahem.
- Melanie is somewhat fried by her return to the work force
- The side effects of a decided lack of caffeine
- Jerry's gorilla hair on his arms
- When Batman has phone sex
- Telemarketing sucks!
- Jerry has gogo boots -- now he just needs a strip to work
- Having an uncle who is also an aunt
- It's not fair that Eddie Izzard is so pretty
- Melanie's name is on Mars
- Send your name into space
- Voicemail from Eric the Southern Boy
http://boy-oh-boy.blogspot.com- A fundamentalist calls in to complain
- The evilness of all-you-can-eat restaurants
- A story from Melanie's drunken past
- Due to tornados, this may be our final podcast
- Melanie must see Wicked
- Secrets of the Industry:
Establish a writing routine
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It's funny when you play the "hold on the phone" music when you have to pause. It so reminds me of being put on hold on the phone.
That clip is the muzak from the elevator scene in The Blues Brothers -- somehow, it just seemed appropos.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back on the airwaves...
I thought we'd heard the last of her back in the days BEFORE the internet was a public phenomenon and the only ones who had to put up with her ramblings were the 3 students at Illinois Wesleyan University who happened to be up at 4:00 o'clock AM in the morning when she hijacked the college radio station with the Tanta K and the Elf show!
But now she's back, dragging another seemingly innocent sidekick into the ether (or maybe that's what she used to knock him out before setting up the torture chamber wherein he broke down crying like Britney in a Rite-Aid and agreeing to be her partner in podcasting crime).
And you just have to ask yourself "What the f****!?" (See clever use of interrobang)
Congrats! I've heard on the French Toast Underground that Albin is on the loose and may be looking for a podcasting platform to air his manifesto.
Tell Albin that he's more than welcome to air his manifesto on our show whenever he likes -- he just needs to spray with air freshener afterwards. All he needs is Skype and some sort of headset w/microphone!