Ken Plume from Quick Stop Entertainment and I spend a lot of time on the phone. We have conversations that make very little sense. Then one day, I decided that we should harness our powers to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony. But Ken would hear none of it and instead he insisted we harness our powers for this somewhat bedraggled podcast (since this is now the sixth episode), entitled “Nuts on the Road.”
Just remember…you’ve been warned. Repeatedly.
Discussed: What you should not do with the wind. Ken’s jammies. Tiny. Wikipedia and its clique. Nerdspeak. Chaotic evil assholes. The AssGuardTM. Dinosaurs and their tails. Thick Tongue Syndrome. The pickled pepper cartel. The shelf life of this podcast. The Nuts on the Road hate most nuts. Lady Penelope and Anne Frank. Juice from a rock, goddammit. The renaissance of Ed Wynn. The Ed & Tom Show. Doug Henning’s surprise appearance. A small R/C plane buzzing through Widge’s room often. Arthur. Widge’s ancestry in rock juicing. The Rock Juicing Musical tradition of Widge’s homelands.
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Okay, so talk about Stuff You Need to Know. You might remember how at the end of last year, there were handcrafted editions of The Tales of Beedle the Bard from J.K. Rowling, one of which Amazon sold at auction for an assload of money, all for charity. Now there’s going to be editions that you and I can afford and–in case you were wondering–it’s all going to charity still. The Children’s High Level Group will be the beneficiaries of this. So you can drop some coin and drop a little extra coin and not feel too terribly bad about it.
Why would you want to drop extra coin? Because the Collector’s Edition (pictured) is $100. And it’s a replica of the handcrafted versions, apparently. Check this out:
Tucked in its own case disguised as a wizarding textbook found in the Hogwarts library, the Collector’s Edition includes an exclusive reproduction of J.K. Rowling’s handwritten introduction, as well as 10 additional illustrations not found in the Standard Edition or the original. Opening the case reveals a velvet bag embroidered with J.K. Rowling’s signature, in which sits the piece de resistance: your very own copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard, complete with metal skull, corners, and clasp; replica gemstones; and emerald ribbon.
Criminy. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you can get the same text in the Standard Edition for less than $8 pre-ordered. But…that Collector’s Edition is calling my name, I don’t know about you. Anyway, even if you don’t grab it, click through to the Collector’s Edition to check out all the pics of it. As a work of bookery, it still should be looked over. Both editions are out December 4th.
So you’re a turntablist and you left your mixing table at home. No worries: make like Harold with your Purple Crayon and draw your own. Or, if you want to go more obscure, like Simon with your piece of chalk.
Of course, what a lot of musical artists really need is the ability to draw their own fanbase.
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Found via Engadget by the unstoppable Unidentified Madman.
The madness continues. For more information, go here.
196. Amputated Cheese.
197. My Name is My Passport.
Inspired by the movie Sneakers. If you can’t guess the first album is called Verify Me then shame on you.
198. Mother’s Winnebago.
Also from Sneakers.
199. Juice From a Rock.
200. The Dystopian Corn Chips.
201. The Recipients of The Presidential Physical Fitness Award.
202. The Grand Duchess Anastasia’s Pet Tapir.
203. Judo Sandwich.
204. Clarkson and the Honey Badgers.
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205. The Shameless Time Wasters.
New band names up for grabs each Tuesday and Thursday. When we’re not…doing something else. Until we hit 700.
There’s a problem when it comes to reviewing caffeinated water. Not a problem with the water, mind you, but just a problem reviewing it. Because it’s not going to be a very long review. The questions are 1) does it caffeinate and B) does it taste like water?
Okay, so…yes and yes! Thank you, Detroit! Good night!
Oh hell, you’re still here. Fine, I’ll expound. There’s a problem when shoving caffeine into things. Because caffeine has a taste. And speaking from the point of view of someone who has tasted more than most small nation-states have–it’s not a pleasant taste. Granted, when it’s four in the morning and you still have four more hours of driving, you don’t really care. And that’s how you can convince yourself to eat an XTZ 250mg-packed monstro-choco-mint. So you have to find the right balance of taste and caffeine. And here, Fyxx has set themselves up because the bloody bottle says quite clearly: TASTES LIKE WATER. And it does. They’ve managed to take 110mg of caffeine and get the right sort of spring water where you taste spring water and not caffeine. 110mg of caffeine in 20 ounces of water. Not too shabby.