The Watsonian Weekly

There's snakes, boxing, caganers, a disappearing Watson, and Watsonians attempting that which must not be attempted. Other podcasts may give you more detailed episode notes, but we . . . well, we don't.

Heavenly bodies align to flavor your wine. Only a fool could make a hunt so cruel. Some banter for the mendicanter. And, no, we weren't stuttering when we said this episode would be a lot like Sussexual Sherlock!

The search for Watson's treasure begin, a cat Watson, a known Parker, an unknown Anderson, a rappin' Watson, the mystery of how Watson's clothes were clean, and the clients we really wonder about. Hope his red pants are clean enough for Monday, because it's here!

There's talk of Bertillon, magazines, the sun, a Watson that froze Sherlock, and somehow we find our way to Star Wars, and Watson's agent obviously stanning it. Oh, what a tangled web we weave when Watson comes tugging at our sleeve!

This week, the Watsonian Weekly regulars record the podcast together for the first time, and we learn about Richards, gloves, birds and lighthouses, Howard Marion Crawford, Jack Hawkins, and visiting Sherlockian sites (but don't get your hopes up -- we think "Chicago" counts). Actual human interaction this week, give it a listen!

What hath the second meeting of the John H. Watson Society brought to the podcast party? Why so many birds? Bad podcast organization, a good diary entry, and a mysterious movie that only one person is known to have seen? And we had to stop at a half hour for this one, because our Watsonian cup is overflowing!

Let's not bury the lead: Watson is Canonically naked, the exposed facts this episode! Also, a pleasant conversation with Beth Gallego, the Buttons of the John H. Watson Society, many of Watson's words of the week, a slop shop deciphered, and can you really head down to Watsontown? It's all here!

Watson's word of the week may be "sour," but he still seems to have an interest in music halls and lintels. We get to hear a lot of things about foreign editions from Don Hobbs, Sherlockiana's foremost expert on the subject, and if you stick around to the end of this longer-than-usual episode, you might even get a happy little song shipping Doctor Watson with one of the best potential mates in the Canon.

Bull pups, hounds, an almanac, and "My God! It's Watson!"

Even if it's Watson, Oklahoma, you'll find a little tiger in your Watson. And this episode, we actually talk to each other!

A little report on this year's online Scintillation of Scions symposium, poetry, Canonical characters in their forties, a movie Watson in his childhood, Vicar Roundhay, and more! (Watson as a muskrat.)