I’ve promised you fresh content every day here in PopCult, and I’ve delivered on that promise for more than three years now, but today, even though this post does count as fresh content, it’s a bit of a cop-out.
Your PopCulteer has come down with the nasty Winter cold-like cough that seems to be going around. In fact, Mrs. PopCulteer has it even worse than I do. We are barking our heads off to the point where Stately Radio Free Manor sounds a bit like a kennel during an earthquake.
So the post intended for this spot, another pre-Toy Fair report, will have to wait a few days. Our programming on The AIR will continue of course, but today’s edition of Sydney’s Big Electric Cat will be a rerun as a New Wave of the flu has struck our production partners at Haversham Recording Institute in London. Sickness has hit all over. It’s almost like there was some kind of great disturbance in the force.
I do not like being sick. Of course, nobody does. This is a particularly nasty cold-type sickness. It’s more of an annoyance than my Myasthenia Gravis, which technically is an illness, but which I consider more of a strange condition–one that I’m getting over quite well, thank you.
Luckily, before this damnable crud hit me, I was able to record five episodes of Radio Free Charleston in advance, so we’re covered there until March. Hopefully I’ll recover in time to make a new episode of The Swing Shift for Tuesday.
Mel has been waylaid by this, so it’s likely that On The Road with Mel and Curtain Call will present encore episodes next week. It sucks not being able to do as much for my wife as I’d like. This has been a rather sucky week.
That doesn’t mean you should miss out on the fine internet radio that we bring you 24/7 on The AIR. You can even listen here…
Also, the cough meds make me very easily distracted, and then I get the audio earworm of Jay Silverheels singing the Honey Nut Cheerio Cereal jingle in my head and it all goes to hell. The next thing I know I’m on Wikipedia trying to find out who did the voice of the short fat cat that played bass in The Cattanooga Cats (it was Jim Begg).
I do want to plug the Alban Arts Center production of “The Importance of Being Earnest,” which the director, Patrick Felton, assures me has nothing at all to do with Jim Varney. It is a cross-gender take on Oscar Wilde’s wicked farce. Details are in the graphic below. Mel and I had intended to make it to opening night Friday, but instead we will stay away until we stop sounding like seals mating. Hopefully we’ll be able to make it next weekend.
That’s it for this week’s half-assed PopCulteer. I will try to make up for it next week. All of our regular features will be here, and as I feel better, I’ll start pumping out the toy posts, so keep checking back.