Topics Discussed on Today's Episode include: Dem Midterm Strategy, YOU Send The Topics, Watching Cinemasins and more!

Airdate: 07/28/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1100683015

Topics Discussed on Today's Episode Include: Shotspotter, Jack's Cooking Kitchen, Buffalo, George P.Bush, and more!

Airdate: 07/27/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1099633103

Topics Discussed on Today's episode include: Dems on 2022: "We're F---ed", The Return of Covid, Update on Kids In Cages and more!

Airdate: 07/26/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1098606742

Topics discussed on this episode include: How Ted Lasso's Writers Made People Love Their Leading Main in 157 Seconds, The Bugcon Schedule, Van, The Qual-its, Jack The Vote and more!

Airdate 07/23/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1095601794

In the restaurant, the nerd shut his eyes because if he had to look at her—at him. He’d falter. His hands balled into fists not because he anticipated violence, but because he needed something to hold onto like a lap bar on a roller-coaster. He took a deep breath and his confession rushed out of him. “Mikaela Nickole Doughboy I’ve loved you ever since I first heard your voice.” The nerd spoke passionately and true, swapping his S’s for -th’s in a pronounced lisp. “And, and...” He was losing steam, losing momentum. “I-I—” He opened his eyes, looked at Mikaela and their beauty arrested his tongue. He grew silent for what would have been forever, had movement not have attracted his gaze over to Mikaela’s...guest (he would never call him their date). And the sight of the man filled the nerd with enough rage to carry on. “—Don’t think you should hang around people like him!”

The nerd then pointed to the object of his emotional turmoil, the man in the booth seat opposite to Mikaela who was slouched at such an angle that his Dock Martin boots were on the table and crossed. He wore blue jeans and biker gloves, a black leather jacket with a white T-shirt underneath. His hair was cut in the style of a pompadour, and he was in the process of combing it, a smoldering cigarette hung out of his curled mouth. The nerd didn’t say the man’s name and he didn’t have to. Jack Allison was the type of cat who let his bad-boy reputation precede him. Jack arched an eyebrow at the Nerd’s accusatory finger but said nothing.

Mikaela looked up at the nerd with an expression that could easily have been mistaken as embarrassment. “What are you doing here?” they asked.

In the face of such beauty, somehow, the nerd found his voice. “I, well—when you asked for money to go get steaks tonight I thought...And now you’re here with him, and I...”

“Sorry daddy-o,” said Jack who had taken his boots off the table. He was sitting upright as he addressed the nerd, while crushing out his cigarette in the center ashtray. The action caused the nerd to see what was on the table for the first time: used knives and plates and forks stacked up in a tower for the waiter’s convenience, all evidence of a meal well enjoyed. “But we already ate.”

At this, the nerd started to weep, to blubber there in front of their booth while the patrons of the establishment pretended not to take notice. “How could you betray me like this?” He sobbed.

“Look, uh.. What’s your name?” Asked Mikaela and without waiting for an answer, “I’m sorry. But we really should be going. Thank you so much for the cash though!” Still crying, the nerd watched Mikaela reach into their purse and slap down some money—his money, the money he gave them—down next to the stacked plates.

They then scooted out of the seat, started to extend a consoling hand to the blubbering man’s shoulder, thought better of it, and then thrust their hands into their pockets while walking toward the exit.

It was Jack's turn to leave. He stood up slowly and gave a feline stretch and yawn. He patted his stomach and as he made his first steps away from the scene, he stopped. With one hand on the nerd’s shoulder, he leaned in and whispered. “Thanks for the steaks.” And turned to the exit where Mikaela was outside, waiting.

Topics Discussed on Today’s Episode Include: President Grandpa’s Town Hall, The Basta Man, Blizzard Sued, and A visit From King Koeth!

Airdate 07/22/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1094572010

“The Allison Manor?”

“The one on top of the hill?”

“Oh how ghastly, you must tell us everything!”

“You must, you must!”

Four debutantes in long ruffled skirts and dresses pecked a young woman in drab wear, near to bleeding, with their flurry of questions. The five were at the town well from which the woman in drab was in the process of drawing from, before being ambushed by the esteemed coterie.

The streets were empty. The sun was gone, choked out by dark clouds gliding over the horizon. It was to rain soon.

“Well...” began the woman in drab. She looked down at her half-filled water bucket. “I haven’t been a maid in Master Allison’s service for quite so very long, you see but he’s...”

“Alright, go on then!” Said a debutante, a fair-skinned, green-eyed beauty with black hair done-up in the popular style.

“Being there is—in the manor I mean—it's...strange.” The woman in drab said that last word, strange, with some frustration as if it were a word not enough.

The debutantes all scoffed and rolled their eyes at this.

“Obviously.” Said one, golden-eyed with blonde hair in long flowing tresses. “But what’s he like? I hear he’s a beast.”

“I hear a devil!”

“Neither.” Said the woman. “But he is strange. I’ve not been there very long but I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve seen him since I've started.”

“Not even at tea?” Asked the black-haired one.

“No. Not even then. I don’t cook for him either and I’ve never once seen him eat.” The woman in drab looked around at all the fancy ladies who were leaned in close to her, hanging on her every word. She smiled and continued.

“That’s not even the most strange. I’ll check the larder sometimes, and notice foods gone missing.”

“Come on then, what’s he eat!?” Asked the golden-eyed girl.

“Well, that’s what’s bizarre...I only ever find cheese missing.”

“Cheese? No man, nor beast can hardly subsist on cheese alone. What kind of cheese?”

“American.” The debutantes all made scandalized noises at this and were promptly quieted down with what was said next. “And sometimes, in the morning. I’ll hear noises come from his chambers, crazy ranting, and raving like from a man possessed!”

The debutantes all gasped and ,when they had recovered, began to kick up fresh noise. “What’s he say, what’s he say? Tell us!” they chirped.

“I dunno. Something about some family, or person—thing—named, liberal.” She let the debutantes chew on this for a bit, taste the unfamiliar word in their mouths before she hit them with the next part.

“And last Sunday, I snuck into his chambers as he was out on constitutional with the manor hound. I was told never to go in there.” The woman leaned into her captive audience. “But I had to. I had to know...” The debutantes’ eyes were as wide as dinner plates.

“And what did you find?” asked the black-haired one in an excited whisper, her white-gloved hand gripping the woman’s wrist.

“No bed.”

“No bed? Whatever could you mean?”

“ What I said, my lady.” Said the woman. “No bed. No blankets on the floor. Just…Just a coffin.”

Overhead thunder cracked and it was the sound of a great seal being broken. Just then, the rain had begun in earnest.

Topics Discussed on Today's episode include: Jeff Bezos (almost) goes to space, Infrastructure Week, Space Jam and more!

Topics Discussed on today's episode include: The Olympics, Plunging Stocks Amid Covid Scare, and much more!

Airdate: 07/19/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1091441616

Topics discussed on this episode include: Masks Back In LA, Britney A Little Bit Freer, Scrambled Eggs, Notes From Van, and more!

Airdate: 07/16/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1088482720

Chat and Chugs Raft-Allison burned with youthful excitement, they were practically vibrating with the stuff. Their ear-splitting grins like heat sinks for the unbridled joy coursing through them. They wanted to dance with all that energy, sing, and play. But much like any child who has been given, what they perceive to be a, "grown-up job" stuck to their duties with an almost comical seriousness.

They were given the task to hold the door, and hold the door they did. Side-by-side with their backs pressed into its wood, hands at their sides like Storm-troopers at attention.

They watched their father close the distance between them, the giant brown box that he carried obscured his torso, giving the impression of a walking box, an observation Chugs saw fit to whisper to his fellow door-guard and sibling. They both broke out into fits of giggles at this but dared not to leave their posts.

As their father Jack Allison crossed the threshold, the door was all but forgotten and the kids were around the box the second it touched carpet.

Cait Raft, their birthing-parent, gazed fondly at their collection of loved ones (husband included), closed the front door and left them to their toys.

“Happy Import Day!” Jack said to his kids, and they parroted this greeting with as much, if not more, enthusiasm.

Jack instructed his kids to stand aside and went through a routine safety mini-lecture as he unveiled a box cutter and sliced open the box. Inside were all sorts of Japanese imported goods including model kits, paints, and brushes.

“Gundam Wing!” exclaimed Chat, as they held up a model kit.

“That’s right,” said Jack, “From Gundam Wing: Endless Waltz of course. And there’s more where that came from Chat!” Jack and Chat spent the next few minutes geeking out as they pulled more and more treasures out of the box.

When the last model kit was pulled, Jack turned to Chugs who was waiting eagerly off to the side. “And we didn’t forget about you of course Chugs!” said Jack, “here are your…” Jack pulled out a smaller box inside the larger one and wrinkled his nose, “Funko, pops.” He handed Chugs the box, which wasn’t taped, and promptly left the room.

Later that night, In the open doorway to the kid’s rooms Cait and Jack watched the young ones sleep. “You gotta connect with them,” Cait said in a hushed voice.

“Who, Chugs? They’re my kid Cait, I’d die for them, any of them. You know that. ”

“I’m not doubting that Jack. And you’re a good dad, I’m just saying you could learn to spend a little more time with them. And video games don’t count, I’m talking about the stuff they love.”

“I do!” said Jack and Chat rolled over in their sleep.

Cait shushed their husband. “As much time as you spend painting models with Chat?”

“That’s different. Chat is into the real shit: models, painting, cutting, gluing. Chugs is like a Funko...person. I mean what the hell do you want to do here Cait?”

“Figure it out Jack. Fucking engage with them, they adore you. Just show a little interest —Fake it.”

Jack sighed. “Alright. You’re right, I’ll think of something, but Cait these fucking Funko guys are psychos, they don’t even take it out of the box.”

Cait rolled her eyes, turned and started to walk away.

“The box Cait, they just let it sit there!” Jack hissed after her. “Seriously, do we want to raise our child into the kind of person who--”

“Goodnight Jack.”

Topics discussed on today's episode include: Funko Pops, George Lucas Drip, Netflix Stadia, Biden Still Anti-weed, DogeCoin Guy Notices Sky is Blue and more!

Airdate: 07/15/21 - https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1087453496