Up until several years ago, the most melancholy time of year for me was New Years. Not because of the prospect of the new year itself, but because it marked the end of Christmas. Yes, I love me some Christmastime, and having to put all of its holiday cheer into storage once made me profoundly sad.
Now, I would count Labor Day weekend as the most sobering time of year. Recently, the unofficial end of summer has taken on new meaning and presents newer burdens that I hadn’t carried before. There’s tons to do in order to get the house ready for winter nesting. However, I can’t say that the downside of summer’s end is really a “downside.” After all, there’s nothing better than an autumn’s evening breeze and the beauty of fall colors in nature. Summer’s hectic pace of vacationing here and going there calms somewhat, and free time once again becomes a little more attainable. There’s a new crop of TV shows to check out (and probably end up hating, or really liking before they get canceled after one season), and dinners become cozy and comforting again.
Happy 4th of July! (Or simply Happy Friday!) I’m surprised to see you round these parts. With so much holiday-ness going on today, I figured you’d be out eating burgers, preparing for fireworks, or finding the best spot on a crowded beach. But at least you’re not drunk…yet. I mean, what’s July 4th without a sip or seven of a refreshing tipsy beverage? Just a little something special to celebrate the fact that you have three days off and because we all know that you’re going to phone in the rest of the summer at work. After all, it’s summer. And though summertime might call out for freezers of swill beer and malt liquor, for me, the road gently paved with hard liquor is the more suitable one. Though my chaotic days of lushness are well in the past, sometimes there’s nothing better than a nip of something bittersweet at the end (or in the middle) of a hot, summer day. It’s time to put away mugs of coffee and kahlua, heavy shots of bourbon, and the snifters of brandy, and seek out gentler drinks that quench as well as sooth the heated soul. It’s with that in mind that I present to you five of my favorite summer drinks (in no particular order, thought highly subjective opinions follow).
Welcome to Episode 34, everyone! Joining Joshua this week is good friend, fellow fighting gamer and Australia-based friend, Tim Round. The duo discuss such things as working on the railroad all the livelong day, the release of the Amazon Fire phone, U.S./Australia relations by way of Podcast and punk rock, while all the while battling shoddy WiFi and time zones. Also, more discussion of Godzilla Night III and Joshua discusses his and wife Hannah’s upcoming, kaiju-related travel plans.
After a short break (you know, to go get married and all that), we’re back after virtually ZERO demand, it’s Incoductic back up in your ear holes. This time around, Joshua is joined by long time friend, co-author on Disk Read Error and frequent butt of Joshua’s jokes, Megan Highwind. Together, they discuss the recent “should have gotten more love than it did” action flick ‘Edge of Tomorrow’, E3 announcements and Joshua continues his endeavor to find Megan her Mr. Megan. Joshua also sits down for an Incoductalk with the Executive Director of the Digital Game Museum in Santa Clara, CA, Judith Haemmerle for an interview and discussion about gaming history and the importance of its preservation.
Ah, 25. This little show is finally old enough to rent a car without any having to pay any extra fees. Returning to the show is the Hall to my Oates and the Pink to my Floyd, the lovely Hannah. Also contained within the confines of Episode.25 is some amazing Godzilla news, more guitar riffs than a rock show and the triumphant return of Incoductalk with pop-tech artist, Rodwin Pabello.
Episode 103: Summer Stupidity — The guys talk about leaving kids and dogs inside hot cars, comment on the usefulness of a 27th letter of the alphabet, then discuss summer tropes in Buzzsaw. Also, Chris reveals the new live show, Dave tells people to mind their own business, and Shaun goes after the scum of the earth: slip ‘n’ slides.