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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Commute Chat 3: Well, I'll Be Dipped

BERJAYA
We are taking requests (or attempting to), the following is in response to Steve's insistence that we vlog dipped cones from Dairy Queen. And since Steve isn't really an insist kind of guy, we thought this must be important to him.

Thanks to others who have provided ideas. We're trying to figure out how to work in British accents, hats, the often-threatened (or is it promised?) sock puppets and finger operas. We've been rehearsing our finger opera song, Suzy, never fear!

A couple of administrative things. First - this one has some adult content. Not pictures, but language, so be prepared for that as you consider who might hear this. And second, regarding the audio - we're still working that out on the cheap. This was filmed using Doug's camera, which makes a better video, but distorts the audio, making us sound like we're doing lisps and lateral lisps. Please note that we are not really doing this - it's the equipment. Now, some might find it amusing, others might find it uncomfortable. I'm not sure what the politically correct thing is here, so I'll just offer an apology in advance if anyone is offended. Because a pre-emptive apology is so convincing, isn't it?

Anyway, here it is, we're eating again and talking about things of an adult nature. I fear we've already typecast ourselves.....



I've managed some music on the opening credits this time, but forgot closing music. Baby steps.......

Monday, April 20, 2009

Commute Chat: Episode 2 The Munchies

Like any sophomore effort (not sophomoric, but that word could apply), this one might leave you begging for the sock puppets already!

And again, sorry for the sound quality. We think we've got a solution now, too late for this masterpiece of high art, but for future episode perhaps.



Furries, ice cream, the title of a Kurt Vonnegut book - what's not to like?
(Please don't answer that. I'm fragile, you know.)