Last night we attempted the worst TVFT ever, and succeeded beyond our wildest dreams!
All the usual suspects agreed to participate, i.e., myself, Bietz, CP and O’C. I had posted an open invitation, which Pajamas W responded to in the negative, expressing his regrets. Remember, he had participated in the rather good episode with Ryan Miller, the one that I screwed up the recording.
At the appointed hour, O’C was there and, untrue to his word, so was PJ. Bietz, meanwhile, was sending emails how he was getting bizarre Skype screens even though he’s a Platinum Member or something, so he was out for the count. We never did hear peep number one from CP, although he had claimed that he was snowed in by the Blizzard of 2012 and had nothing better to do. So, it was me and O’C and PJ. But…
O’C kept saying I sounded digitized, like a bad robot on a bender. He kept fading in and out from my perspective, and then I recorded us and played it back, and I sounded like the King of France and he kept fading in and out, so I maintain it was him and not me. Then PJ was calling from the train, and we could barely hear him, and we kept losing him after the train left the station (which, coincidentally, was located near the Museum of American Shaving) and he kept trying to call in, so every two seconds I was getting beeped by him, and we’d put him back in, and then he’d drop off again.
Oy. The good news was that we had nothing to talk about, so the fact that you can only hear me is mitigated by the reality that even if you could hear all three of us it was a waste of time.
I love technology! We will attempt to solve all of these problems, and maybe visit the Museum of American Shaving to celebrate. We’ll know how successful we are when/if we post another show.
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