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Just got done being a part of PVP webcomic artist Scott Kurtz's first Talkshoe show. During the show proper, I only had a couple of times where I got to say anything—right near the beginning, where I talk about comics I read and a certain prominent webcomics criticism blogger, and later on during the "hitch it or ditch it" game where I speak out in favor of the use of helium to provide silly voices. The show went two hours and forty-five minutes before Scott decided to stop recording as the conversation was getting a little boring, but continue conversing for the benefit of those who wanted to stay. As it happened, stopping the recording was a cue for the whole thing to suddenly get more interesting again—and unfortunately Talkshoe doesn't permit resuming recording a show after the recording is stopped.
It's just as well, really. As the conversation went on into the early morning, I started getting a little cranky because I wanted to put in some comments on a few things but I was muted and Scott wasn't paying any attention to the 'talk request' indicators. (He may not even have been looking at the chat at all.) Eventually I got unmuted for long enough to say just a couple of things, but then was immediately muted again. Finally at one point where someone who was taking down shownotes was getting people to introduce themselves, I said something snarky like, "I'd introduce myself, but I seem to be muted again."
Of course, after that build-up, I immediately get unmuted after that, and not only do I not have anything really clever to say—I mean, what credentials do I have compared to all these people who draw this and that webcomic?—but at the point I'm unmuted, I have a mouth full of oreos and milk, and so the first thing I can think to say when they wonder why I haven't said anything in a while is, "Sorry, had to swallow a mouthful of Oreos." And this totally cracks Kurtz (and everyone else) up. And after such a brilliant and witty start, I can only manage to mumble my name, and the fact that I have a couple of blogs and a Robotech podcast. At that point even I realized I was sounding totally lame, and finished with something like, "I guess it wasn't really worth it after all, was it?" And Kurtz cracks up again. I was pretty glad we weren't recording anymore at that point.
Yeah, I know, I more or less asked for it. It was just...I know that if I'd been unmuted two hours before that, I'd have been awake enough to have had something clever to say, or at least managed not to swallow my own foot. As it was, I managed to come off sounding like Napoleon Dynamite, right down to the whiny petulance. I'd much rather be laughed with than at.
But in the end, Scott was really cool about the whole thing, and didn't have any hard feelings, we talked about Robotech for a while and then we proceeded to do several rounds of "shock jock" where we each take turns telling a joke and Scott pretends to be a shock jock and "hangs up" on us, and I got a number of good laughs from my delivery of some one-liners I dug up on the Internet. (Yeah, it could be considered "cheating" I suppose—but at that hour of the night, if you aren't cheating, you aren't playing.) There were a number of truly terrible jokes told. When we finally wound down it was about 2:30 a.m. local time.
Anyway, despite that one little bobble, I had a blast, and look forward to being around next time Kurtz throws one of his Talkshoe bashes. And maybe then I'll actually have more to say. :P
As for right now...I'm going to bed.
It's just as well, really. As the conversation went on into the early morning, I started getting a little cranky because I wanted to put in some comments on a few things but I was muted and Scott wasn't paying any attention to the 'talk request' indicators. (He may not even have been looking at the chat at all.) Eventually I got unmuted for long enough to say just a couple of things, but then was immediately muted again. Finally at one point where someone who was taking down shownotes was getting people to introduce themselves, I said something snarky like, "I'd introduce myself, but I seem to be muted again."
Of course, after that build-up, I immediately get unmuted after that, and not only do I not have anything really clever to say—I mean, what credentials do I have compared to all these people who draw this and that webcomic?—but at the point I'm unmuted, I have a mouth full of oreos and milk, and so the first thing I can think to say when they wonder why I haven't said anything in a while is, "Sorry, had to swallow a mouthful of Oreos." And this totally cracks Kurtz (and everyone else) up. And after such a brilliant and witty start, I can only manage to mumble my name, and the fact that I have a couple of blogs and a Robotech podcast. At that point even I realized I was sounding totally lame, and finished with something like, "I guess it wasn't really worth it after all, was it?" And Kurtz cracks up again. I was pretty glad we weren't recording anymore at that point.
Yeah, I know, I more or less asked for it. It was just...I know that if I'd been unmuted two hours before that, I'd have been awake enough to have had something clever to say, or at least managed not to swallow my own foot. As it was, I managed to come off sounding like Napoleon Dynamite, right down to the whiny petulance. I'd much rather be laughed with than at.
But in the end, Scott was really cool about the whole thing, and didn't have any hard feelings, we talked about Robotech for a while and then we proceeded to do several rounds of "shock jock" where we each take turns telling a joke and Scott pretends to be a shock jock and "hangs up" on us, and I got a number of good laughs from my delivery of some one-liners I dug up on the Internet. (Yeah, it could be considered "cheating" I suppose—but at that hour of the night, if you aren't cheating, you aren't playing.) There were a number of truly terrible jokes told. When we finally wound down it was about 2:30 a.m. local time.
Anyway, despite that one little bobble, I had a blast, and look forward to being around next time Kurtz throws one of his Talkshoe bashes. And maybe then I'll actually have more to say. :P
As for right now...I'm going to bed.