Bad Dates

Here’s the deal: we finished watching Daredevil season two on Sunday, and were planning on taping the show right afterwards… But I asked Amanda if we could hold off for an hour or so to let my stomach settle.

Cut to two hours later, and I’m drooling into the toilet, praying for the taste of lunch’s General Gao to go the hell away.

Long story short: I’ve had one HELL of a case of food poisoning, and am just beginning to feel comfortable being more than three steps away from a bathroom.

So here’s the plan: we will do our show about Daredevil season two next weekend. Which works out, because our guests for our Batman V Superman show, comedians Benari Poulten and Ross Garmil, can’t connect with us until the first weekend of April.

So sorry for the inconvenience this week, but if the creek don’t rise and the Imodium keeps working, we’ll be back next week!

Calling An Audible

Here’s a helpful hint from your old buddy Rob: if you are sick, and you are in a position to skip work to allow yourself to rest, recover, and most importantly, not infect your co-workers with your filthy, dripping scunge? Call in sick. Do you hear me, Andrew, you filthy, diseased animal? You’re a software guy, Andrew; you could’ve worked from home if you’re feeling so Goddamned dedicated to your craft. But no, instead you haul your fevered carcass into the office to sit right across from me, you sonofabitch. Your Trump-over only hides the front of your head, Andrew; I could see individual drops of virulent doom sweat sprouting from the crown of your head, as if you were some kind of pale, awkward Typhoid Mary in a Black Hat conference t-shirt, You suck, Andrew!

…but I digress.

My point is that Amanda and I have spent most of today sleeping off whatever horrors that have invaded our bodies. We sound like crap, and we’ve had no time or energy to properly prepare for this week’s episode. Further, since we have a series of commitments for the remainder of the week, we’re just going to, regrettably, call and audible and go dark for this week.

However! Stick with us, because we’ve got one hell of a March full of episodes in the pipeline for you. Next Sunday, we’ll be back with our recap of the X-FIles six-episode relaunch. On March 21st, we’ll be with you with the results of our binge of Netflix’s Daredevil season two. And on March 28th, we’ll be talking about Batman V. Superman: Dawn of Justice, tentatively with a couple of guests who already feel pretty damn strongly about the movie.

So we apologize for this week, and we thank you for sticking with us. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to sneeze on and furiously shank a homemade doll of a balding geek.

Oh yeah: go Mad Max; Fury Road!

Heat Death

Look, here’s the deal: it is just about the coldest day in recorded history here in Boston. This means a couple of things, the first being that there are a lot of miles between us and the closest theater playing Deadpool, and those are miles that would have to be covered in an uninsulated convertible that might, or might not, start on either leg of the trip. It also means that it is cold enough that, were we to deactivate the furnace in our recording studio to prevent a horrible and pervasive droning sound, the show would start okay, devolve into a shivering vibrato and end like The Shining, or perhaps Alive.

Furthermore, it is Valentine’s Day, and about the least romantic thing we can think of is arguing about whether Scott Snyder has too much pull at DC Comics if he can allow a new artist to take over on the penultimate chapter of the Superheavy arc and therefore screw up the visual flow for the trade paperback. Or at least it’s the least romantic thing we can think of when it would followed by our inevitable deaths by hypothermia, or auto-cannibalism.

But fear not! The arctic snap will break tomorrow, so we will have our 103rd episode online tomorrow, with talk about Deadpool, the final Batman V. Superman: Dawn of Justice Trailer, Batman #49, and at least one or two other comics!

Now, if you’ll excuse us, we’re off to set fire to Amanda’s Essential Dazzler books to stave off death. And because disco sucks. It really, really sucks.

Talk to y’all tomorrow!

Forced Obsolescence

Here’s the deal: we were supposed to have Internet access here in the new Home Office yesterday. However, a short-sighted, irritating little company that we’ll call Comcast (because that’s it’s name) said they wouldn’t hook up Internet unless they could confirm that the TV also worked… And considering every TV in this house needs to be wall-mounted, that was a tricky order.

So we will be exposed to the joys of FiOS on Thursday. This means yes, no new show this week, and for that, we apologize.

But rest assured: we have it on good authority that all required equipment will be in place for Thursday, when a nice man with 100 megabit internet will arrive at our door.

There should be a new show next Sunday. Thanks for hanging with us.

Longboxes. And Short Boxes. Oh God, The Boxes…

If you’ve been listening to the show for any length of time, you know that we’ve been preparing to move to a new Home Office for a while now.

We prepared for the move by watching a bunch of HGTV, which has a variety of programming showing people picking out a house, sending in handsome contractors who never seem to sweat through their $200 work shirts, and have the homeowners in the new place within 22 minutes.

Those shows are bullshit.

See that picture at the top of the page? That’s three days of unpacking. And we’re not even close to done.

We not only have no Internet access yet, but we can’t get an electrician out to wire our recording studio for Internet, let alone the actual Internet people, until the end of this week. Jesus, we don’t even have cable, which means instead of watching the new Walking Dead or Ash Vs The Evil Dead, we’re watching old X-Files DVDs and pretending it’s research for the upcoming miniseries.

We currently plan to have a new episode next Sunday… But it depends on a lot of electrical things happening between now and then. To be honest, it might be two weeks until we have a new episode.

Thanks for your patience. We will return to our regularly scheduled programming as soon as possible.

…We Riot

Due to move preparation, we can’t do the show tonight. We should have one up tomorrow… and if you’ve seen tonight’s The Walking Dead, I think you’ll know part of what we’re going to be talking about. Jeezus…

Lex, What Is This Obsession With Real Estate?

Okay, so remember how we said on Sunday that we had finished negotiating for the new Home Office? Yeah, turns out you are never done negotiating until everyone’s signature is on the contract. Real estate is a dirty, dirty business. Probably why it attracts supervillains. Anyway.

We have been flat-out all week, and at this point, we have to beg off a new episode until this weekend. We sincerely apologize, and swear that we will try to do better as this process winds itself out.

We will return to our regularly-scheduled programming Sunday night.

Mutually Assured Destruction

So during last week’s show, we announced that we had secured a deal for a new Home Office. However, during this week, the sellers of that location seemed to have a different idea. An idea that required us to spend today frantically running around looking for an alternate Home Office location… before they changed their minds and told us that they were, once again, willing to possibly accept our ridiculous amount of money in exchange for their abandoned home.

The bottom line is: we’ve spent today in intense negotiations, which have made recording a new show all but impossible.

But fear not: all deals appear to be done, and our new episode about the first two episodes of Heroes Reborn will be recorded and released by tomorrow night.

Thank you for your patience, and we will (once again) be back to our regularly scheduled programming by tomorrow,

Oh Death, And Grief, And Sorrow, And Murder

It has all. Gone. Wrong.

First of all, we originally intended to have this week’s episode be a recap of Mr. Robot with friends of the show Benari Poulten and Ross Garmil. The problem with that plan was, we tape on Sunday, Rosh Hashanah starts on Sunday, and Ross and Benari are friends of someone much more powerful and we are. Like, biblically powerful. So this week’s original show plan went out the window.

Secondly, we received notice from our Web hosting company that they thought that Crisis On Infinite Midlives was infected by malware. This is a statement that is probably not true; several third party scanners certified the Web site as clean, and most of the “infected” files our Web host was scared of were parts of old Web site themes that we left on the server for testing purposes. But the reality is that, when the landlord says you need to clean and change the locks, you need to clean and change the locks. So that took a morning that we didn’t have.

Finally, we are in the throes of trying to secure a new Home Office. This meant that we spent our entire weekend cleaning up our current Home Office in the service of trying to find some dupe to buy it from us. This takes more time than you would really think, particularly when six of our weekend hours were filled by open houses, meaning that we couldn’t be in our own home.

All of which is a long way to go to say that there will be no new episode tonight. However: there will be a new episode up before 10:30 p.m. tomorrow night. It will not be our Mr. Robot recap, but instead a simple comic book-based episode (we’re hoping to have a Mr. Robot episode put together next weekend).

We apologize for the confusion and the delay in a new episode, and we hope you’ll tune in tomorrow night. We should be back to our regularly scheduled programming soon… provided we can convince some dope to buy the Home Office out from under us.

Hey rube! Wanna buy a podcast studio with an attached beer fridge and bedroom? Don’t walk away from me, you son of a…

(No) (or Too Much) Labor Day

This is the long Labor Day weekend here in the United States. In general, this means that we celebrate the work of the Labor Movement in securing regular work hours and workplace safety by forcing the local police (who are probably among the last workers protected by labor unions) to work long hours risking their lives trying to round up the rest of us, who are on three-day benders and seriously endangering ourselves and others.

Normally we would be among the revelers. We, however, are busily working in pursuit of securing a new Home Office location, and are up to our elbows in cardboard boxes and paint.

Therefore, as we announced at the start of last week’s show, there will be no new podcast episode this week. However, be sure to come back next week, when friends of the show, comedians Benari Poulten and Ross Garmil, join us to tear up the first season of Mr. Robot!