Vol. 1, Chap. 14: “Why Men Don’t Marry”

Alan is fined by the council for pique, and then we are toasted with a tale of scummy romantic misadventure amongst the backdrop of gorgeous Switzerland, home of waiters with outsized importance to stories.  Join us to learn about Lee Lee Sobieski’s poetry, and definitely NOT how to pronounce the word “shemagh.”

“Why Men Don’t Marry” from the book “Frivolous Cupid” by Anthony Hope, author of Prisoner of Zenda.  We totally spaced out on doing our Ronald Coleman impression in this episode, and we’re sorry for that, but you can recreate it by repeating the name “Ronald Coleman” over and over again and successively rolling the R more each time.  

Grab a drink of Kirsch and curl up in your favorite A-frame Swiss chalet, while we read you this week’s tale.

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Vol. 1, Chap. 13: “Two Weeks in August”

This episode, Rob finally lulls his toddler (and Alan) to sleep with the hypnotic power of European tractor stories and then we dive into the future of annoying coworkers and space tourism. Boy, if that isn’t a thrilling prospect for Fifties sci-fi hilarity, I don’t know what is!

Another science-fiction story from the glory days of yore, “Two Weeks in August” combines all the adventure of being forced into coworker conversations with looking in a phone book. Yep, seriously, that’s pretty much it. Plus pastrami sandwiches! Trust us, it all comes together as we read a highlight from the February, 1951 issue of Galaxy Science Fiction and sprinkle our usual jokes and nonsense about. 

It’s time to curl up in your favorite space fishing boat and grab your favorite drink as we read you this week’s tale.

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Vol. 1, Chap. 12: “Picture Bride”

We discuss the believability of lies and what grandmas do in their spare time (knitting, baking, plotting death upon their enemies, etc.). Then we regale you with a tale of unsocialized idiots tuning into mysterious women from the future with rheostats. Rheostati? Rheostatuses? Preposteruses!

As implied above, this week’s story is a whole bunch of Science Fiction hoo-ha in the vein of Twilight Zone or an episode of Black Mirror that’s 99% less about the bleak horrors of existence and inevitible crushing of the human experience by technology. It’s from Galaxy Science Fiction, June, 1955, so if you like two guys talking about dames and the scientific breakthroughs that will finally allow one of them to feel love than this is the story for you. Basically what we’re really getting at is that Ex Machina is a complete rip-off of this and someone owes someone else a lot of money.

So it’s time to curl up in your favorite laboratory with your girlfriend who lives in Canada or Europe or wherever and grab a drink while we read you this week’s tale.

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