Hola, Sneakers! Welcome to Episode 287 – The Normal One! This week on the show, Ian and Dave argue fails it versus nails it; fund some appeal in ability; get buried in an avalanche of plastic containers and burn their hands on a hot pot; have opinions on oven mitts; take the more British bear authors challenge; have nightmares; get a sunny start to the day; feel anxious; perform badly under pressure; give some colouring “pro” tips; work with real professionals for a change; look at super realtors; recommend some old TV; dissect the terrible, terrible 1960s Wonder Woman pilot; discuss Wonder Woman’s weird origin story; subject you to some tech talk with the olds; get creative with technology; appreciate ringing the changes; finally talk interminably about Richie Rich; more Nightmares; plot a Richie Rich story; plot a Star Wars story; benefit from writing serendipities; don’t fall in love with their characters; and, finally, enjoying the murders of acquaintances.
Thanks for listening.
As always, our contests and demands for your participation continue:
- Have some dinner with Ian and Dave, and, if you want, watch Sneaky Dragon being recorded. All you have to do is send us a little message that says, “I’d like to eat with you!” and Ian and Dave will treat you to an after-show meal at their favourite White Spot.
- Send us your story. That’s right. Just your story. If you need a prompt, Ian suggested “your secret origin” and Dave suggested “how how you found Sneaky Dragon” Please record a two to three minute story and send it to us via email (sneakyd@sneakydragon.com) or our Facebook page. Or Skype Sneaky Dragon and leave a message on our voicemail. David will add a playlist for your story as well.
Here is that godawful Wonder Woman pilot for your “delight”:
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RICHIE RICH/HOT STUFF: “Hell-ed Up His End”
“I never dreamed it would be so long, so stiff, and so red,” Richie Rich thought as he glanced over his shoulder to find Hot Stuff idly caressing the shaft of his pitchfork. Never, since he had reached the legal age of consent, had the poor little rich boy been so filled with fear and arousal. On his knees, naked between his tight blue shorts and his high white socks and with his wrists bound behind his back with his own red bow tie, he was rendered powerless before the crimson demon whose very touch could set him on fire – not with desire, but with actual skin-searing flame. Then he heard the unmistakable sound of cardboard packaging being ripped open. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hot Stuff insert his hand into a five-fingered densely-woven potholder. What the hell? “No Ove Glove, no love,” the Red One whispered impishly into his ear. “Try not to get it wet.” As Richie felt the non-slip grip of the glove’s silicone strips against his cheek, he knew he could resist no longer. Hot Stuff had fulfilled his side of the bargain by endowing him with endless wealth and eternal youth. It was time Richie held up his end.
Wait, maybe that should’ve been “high white shoes.” What the heck is he wearing on his feet, any way?
This has made doing a podcast for 287 weeks in a row worthwhile.
Grueling repetition isn’t its own reward?
You’d think so, but that’s probably just your inherent American inclination to hew to the Protestand work ethic.
So nice hearing David discover what comickery life is like for me and Ian! Feel our pain!
Feels like:
I feel like I should do a secret origin of my Dave Sim obsession…
YES!!!!