The sixty-twond episode of our podcast, Paul and Storm Talk About Some Stuff for Five to Ten Minutes (On Average), is now online.
This week’s episode: An embarrassment of “wait…what?” riches, we record our first multi-guest podcast, with Jonathan Coulton, Bill Stiteler, and @birdchick. In Neil Gaiman‘s house. Specifically, in his sauna. And the participants are varying levels of tipsy/drunk. Can any good possibly come of this, folks? Answer: probably not. (NOTE: For the record, everyone was wearing bathing suits) (ALSO NOTE: Apologies for the obnoxious sound quality)
AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION ALERT: What’s the dumbest thing you’ve done while drunk? Also, in what pursuit(s) are you a true “amateur?”
Show #062: Don’t Podcast Drunk, Kids! (Some content NSFW)
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Very nice podcast! I think this is the longest one.
Awesome podcast guys! 100% back-stageie filled goodness. But I do have one question. How is it that you keep ending up at Neil Gaimen’s house when he’s not there?
AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION: In what pursuit are you a true amateur?
I personally don’t have any such stories, but my father is, and this the actual title of his role, a “Pokemon Proffesor.” It started innocently enough, I was in day camp and this newfangled pokemon trading card game became popular, and I wanted to play. So he bought me a deck, and we both learned how to play and it was a father-son bonding moment. Well, eventually he wanted to know where one could go to play against other people, and so he found his way to a website called Pokegym. On this website, some people had questions about the rules, which he answered. This went on for some time, and the admins were so impressed that they made him a moderator. He was later asked to be a part of an elite rules team called “Team Compendium” which consisted of Pokemon Proffesors (which he now was) that people could go to for tricky rules questions and get right answers. Long story short, hes now famous among people who play the pokemon TCG (he’s known as Pokepop) and he gets shipped out to vacation spots every summer by Pokemon USA to judge the world championships and he doesn’t get paid to do this (although he does make some money off of it.)
I am a true amateur writer. It is not a source of income or to the service of any practically useful purpose in any way shape or form. It is, however, very fortunately a tremendous source of entertainment for myself.
As far as foolish things done under inebriated circumstances, having never been drunk (or, indeed, drunk alchohol in any great volume at all), I can only relate some of the stupid things I’ve done while *other people* were drunk around me.
Foremost is the time when I was skirting the edges of a party, and I spotted an old friend. She spotted me as well and waved me over. Naturally, I went to give her a hug. This turned out to be pretty stupid, because had I taken note of the expression on her face, I might have deduced that she waved me over so she could hold on to my shoulder while she vacated the contents of her stomach onto the ground.
She still carried out her endeavor, only rather than the ground, the primary receptacle for her regurgitation became my shirt and pants, undoubtedly ensuring that fewer people would have to wash puke off their shoes in the morning, but most certainly ensuring that I would have to wash my pants, shirt, t-shirt, shoes, socks, armband and wristwatch.
best. podcast. ever.
Oooh. Birdchick’s taking the credit for the JoCo/Gaiman meeting? Looks like we’re going to have to have a Sharon vs. Sharon smackdown! LOL!
I’m at least 50% responsible for the initial introduction. 🙂 It was a collaborative effort. I was signed on to do merch & JoCo said I should have a 2nd person to help me so when I found out Birdchick was a fan but not going I asked her to help. Then when Neil quoted Skullcrusher Mountain the week before the concert I sent an email to his ‘Ask Neil’ address saying, “You know, Jonathan is doing his first Minneapolis concert in a few days.” So Birdchick may have done the introduction, but I got the Birdchick there, and possibly Neil.
It was very cute right beforehand when they were both doing the “I’d like to meet him, but I really don’t want to bother him” thing.
SuanaCast was a fun show! Athough is was oddly surreal having Birdchick’s voice & @bstiteler’s voice which I usually hear in person mixed in with voices I usually only hear on podcasts.
You guys should definitely do more podcasts when you are on the road so you can be in the same room and have guests.
Looking forward to the show tomorrow!
~Sharon, the Merch Minion one, not the Birdchick one
p.s. Let me know what time I should be there tomorrow. You still have my phone#?
I agree with the Erin above (who is not me). I don’t think I’ve ever laughed this much during one of the podcasts. Your stories were great this week. Maybe bourbon should be a regular guest star? I’m so glad you took the bait in my half-joking suggestion to do this. Makes me wonder what other things I could have suggested that you would have done last night. Hmm… The possibilities… 😉
I can’t list many of the dumb (but fun) things I’ve done while under the influence of alcohol because I fear it would incriminate not only myself, but the others involved. All I’ll say is that one of those times involves a subject you guys sing about in one of your songs. That leaves it sufficiently open to interpretation, I think. Mostly, I have a tendency to think I have a higher tolerance than I actually do and try to go drink for drink with people twice my size. This has led to a variety of shenanigans over the years.
I loved this show! Excellent stories, and died laughing at JoCo’s West Side Story ad lib, fortuitously near the end of the podcast. I’m not saying you should drink more often, but maybe you should think about having guests more often.
Isn’t the name “Birdchick” redundant? Aren’t all chicks birds?
This podcast is a significant outlier to your promise of “five to ten minutes”, but I listened and found it funny all the same.
I have a pretty good sense of my limits with alcohol, which makes for boring stories. My only good drunken tale is when I accidentally tripped my sister as we were stumbling to a new pub in Edinburgh, causing her to smash her face into the curb. Blood and broken teeth everywhere. (She is fine now. It was not the first time she broke those particular teeth.) I use this story as proof that I live a charmed life–strangers and coincidences conspired to ensure the most difficult part of getting medical aid was trying to count out British change for a taxi while I was too drunk to see. Scotland is a lovely country, full of nice people and free health care.
I consider myself to be an amateur at many things, but only to the extent that I love them and know more than the average person. I am not particularly skilled at anything, which is depressing to contemplate.
Dial up boy was enjoying The Drunken Adventures of Paul and Storm til he had to download this :p
Amazing podcast! 🙂
Ah, so THAT’S the real reason you two are never coming back here (re: Penn State). 😉
Perhaps we Minions should create “Penn State (or Paul Sabourin) Beaver Tours” tshirts??
Epic podcast to endcap an epic series of drunk tweets. However, thanks to twitpic we know that The Puppet was also involved in this bourbon-soaked evening, so it begs the question: When is the Puppet getting his own twitter account?
Sounds like your drunken Saturday night festivities were even more fun than mine. Too bad Mr. Gaiman and his lovely ladyfriend are in China and couldn’t join you, but I love the introduction story.
I can’t say that I’m a true amateur at anything, but I am the unofficial keeper of geek lore amongst my friends. If they have questions about genre shows/movies/books/etc., they often ask me before consulting the interwebs. I have been known to compile timelines and other reference materials for certain fandoms for no purpose but my own… Ahem. Yeah.
Dumbest thing done while drunk: thew my (then) boyfriend’s underwear at a house band. I stole them from his dresser. It was his house. About 50 people saw the tightie whities land, and swing, from the end of the microphone stand.
In what pursuits am I a TRUE amateur: blogging. I’ve kept one since before “blog” entered the lexicon and I still can’t do it on any kind of a regular schedule.
How do you become a Park Ranger: get a degree in some sort of outdoor management field. Good choices are: Recreation and Park Management (my major), Biology, Forestry, Natural History, Geology, Agriculture, Wildlife Biology, and Wildlife Management, to name but a few. Get really good at (and used to) scrubbing pit toilets. Your career is built on pit toilets.
Re: the other part of the audience participation: I’m an amateur etymologist. Someone could argue that it’s technically part of my job as an English teacher, but rarely are the words I research related to what I’m teaching. I’m also fascinated by zeppelins and trains, so I guess you could say I’m also an amateur when it comes to these forms of transportation.
I’ll second Ann’s suggestion for The Puppet to have a Twitter account. Why not?
Downloaded the episode…which says more about my life than I care to admit
Amateurism. I am watching my pre-Golden years drift into mismanagement because there is no known cure for archaeology. My parents thought it was ‘cute’, even when I led a group of complete strangers around the Cairo, Egypt, National Museum at the age of ten. After a stressful sophomore year at college trying out such harmless disciplines as French and historical linguistics, I got information from the Anthrology Department (those whom I had not alienated) and went on a dig (actually, two) in England. And again my junior year. And My senior year. And I married another lost soul, and we moved back to the US after Margaret thatcher tried tough love on the British Arts budget. I did not want to be an American grad student digging p Pigrims, so the virus went laternt for awhile. But I began having dreams: arriving at a dig the last day, or the day before it started. As my marriage collasped (he was transsexual. Honest)I found myself thinking more and more about dirt (as long it had no Colonial Americans in it. Someone hooked me up with an outfit in New Hampshire, where I now live, to spend four or five or six weeks in the summer and occasional other weekends, mostly digging for 12 thousand year old people with no descendants. Turning down jobs that won’t let me out several times a year to flock with my people.
Who drink more than you do.
that was one of the most surreal things in the world. or else, a really great setup for a joke. JoCo, Paul & Storm, Bill Stitler and his wife the birdchick walk into Neil Gaiman’s Sauna…
The dumbest thing I’ve done drunk? I wouldn’t share a story like that online unless some serious prize money were involved.
“A boy like that, he’ll win a Hugo!” -That was a personal highlight for me of this Cast. I don’t know why. Maybe because I’m such a Leonard Bernstein fan.
I hope the next PodCast will not only give us a rundown of the Freakishly Cool Awesomeness that was Wootstock, but you will also discuss the triply improvised dark gem of “Bus Plunge,” from your show at the Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis.
Why do buses “plunge”? Why don’t they just “fall” or “crash”?
http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/2009-10/28/content_8863957.htm
When did other things start to metaphorically “Bus Plunge”?
http://www.niemanlab.org/2009/10/newspapers-take-a-bus-plunge-circulation-plummets-10-6-percent/
This was a term that I was totally unfamiliar with until your concert. Have I just been living in a haze, just not noticing the near daily “Bus Plunges” all around me?
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