Coming up on the tail of The Frugal Floutist, it’s episode 16 of The Crapshoot! This time, we talk about: having a cold, the aesthetics and classism of beer cans vs bottles, how to design bad t-shirts, binaural recordings, erudition, beer rhythm aka beer something, getting hung up on the idea of doing a thing instead of just doing it, crapchutes, and Jesse’s excellent rhino joke.
Crowd participation question: what do you call the moon of a moon?
Music this time out: the long-awaited, breath-bated, can’t-be-overstated arrival of round two of songs Josh recorded based on listener reviews of the podcast on iTunes. Want your own song? Go review us on iTunes!
This one is a biggie and worth the wait: Josh and Jesse spend a massive double-dose of a podcast talking with comics artist Matthew Bogart, about among other things his comics work including the wonderful in-progress story Oh, it’s the end of the world. But also: the comics narrative process! The importance of linework and the value (and difficulty) of doing more with less! Whether or not children taunted Matt with yogurt-based insults on the playground! Things that 9-volt batteries are like! Identifying sub-brands of colas based on color elements of label designs! And a lot more.
A significant part of that lot more being a wide-ranging discussion of the recent public bridges-burning move by one of the most talented web comics artists out there, John Campbell of (among other things) the starkly thoughtful Pictures For Sad Children, who had recently withdrawn in dramatic fashion from a Kickstarter agreement and systematically removed nearly all extant creative work — years and years of it — from the web. It’s a complicated situation, and one that’s inherently difficult to unpack from the outside, but we try and wrestle out what meaning and perspective we can from the whole mess.
On right after everybody’s favorite serial space western radio program, this Crapshoot sees Josh and Jesse chattering alone together about things like: how to not be a bummer when someone at the supermarket asks you how your day is; how to not be a dickhole at a rock show if you’re in one of the bands; how Christopher Walken talks; the ins and outs of sleeping in your car; and, probably, beer.
Jesse’s actual factual flesh-and-blood this-is-not-Josh-making-a-joke-about-moms mom comes by for a very special episode of The Crapshoot. We talk about all kinds of things: Lakeport, CA; Jesse being such a handsome boy; Josh’s whole thing with the mom jokes; how depending on how you look at it the whole world is basically fucked; and book stores. And more!
Music this time out: three thin parodies Josh recorded while snowed in in Portland.
This time out on the Crapshoot (on right after Judith’s brother’s show, What’s That Song), Josh and Jesse drink their tonics and gins and discuss: apologies! Car name demographics! Jesse’s mom being a penisologist! Segways! Josh’s obsession with the word butts! Etc!
We sit down with Portland nerd Chris Barker and talk about old Mac hardware, the conceptual framework of New Years resolutions, and the fact that Josh has a beard. And we finally discuss Sugar Bush Squirrel.
Right after the Fun 4 Kidz Podcast Gaming Hour (that Sammy Sparkles always makes me smile), it’s the triumphant 2014 return of The Crapshoot. Josh and Jess enjoy a few Spaten Optimators and talk job stuff (Jesse’s end-of-year retail madness and Josh’s terrible old out-going market research call center job), the danger of promising to meet a deadline in public, Josh’s pathological affection for clothes he didn’t originally like, xmas cards, Axl Rose, Jesse being a bad person, Sugar Bush Squirrel, and putting the wrong kind of dead dinosaur in your car. AND MUCH MORE.
Back after a short holiday delay, Josh and Jesse drink some Occidental Lucubrator and talk about timbre (“tamber!”), the language of mathematics, the taxonomy of first kisses, how much Guns ‘n Roses suck, how thoroughly time flies, etc.
Right after Let’s Talk Turkey sports radio with Bill Williams, we’ve got an at least semi-rowdy Crapshoot this week, snagging touring San Francisco rock fella Conan Neutron for a bunch of beery basement chatter about music, podcasts, failing effectively, being stuck in traffic, fucking with Karl Rove, wacky morning DJs, guest lists, and loads more.
Also the computer keeps crashing. One has to presume this is the result of Conan’s animal magnetism.