Monday, January 11, 2010

2009: The Year We Got Contacts


Fresh off their triumphant return with last week's Class Reunion Special, Karl and Bob keep things rolling with their belated look back at 2009. The tragedy! The triumph! The taint! (Or perineum, if you prefer.)

How have Karl and Bob improved over the last year? Did Karl actually give into temptation and embrace man-on-sheep love-making? What kind of she-male craps out half-way through a marathon? Who will win the coveted Jagoff of the Year award? And just what does Manimal have to do with all this? (Nothing. Just wanted to work in a Manimal reference. By the way, NBC, if you need another hour of programming to replace the Jay Leno Wanks Himself Blind hour, I'm available to write a remake of Manimal for a whole new generation.)

Give episode 20 a listen, you magnificent bastards!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Holy Steaming Turds! A New Conversation!?!


We're not dead! How the fuck about that?

And to prove it, here's a podcast we recorded late last summer live and in person in Cleveland. The proximity allowed us to be even funnier than ever. That's pretty goddamn funny, people.

So give a listen as Karl and Bob discuss the excitement and magic of Bob's 20 year high school reunion. If you thought you knew how amazing stories about a handful of graduates of a tiny rural midwestern high school could be, be prepared to have your expectations nearly approached!

And...coming soon...brand new, somewhat more recently recorded episodes and...the long-promised Salute to Shitty Cinema! Face it, Tiger, you just hit the jackpot.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Anarchy at Boys' State!

In this week's episode, Keith and Joe compare notes from the respective years they participated in the mind-fuck that is Buckeye Boys' State.

As an extra-special bonus supplement to this Conversation, here are a few random memories of my time at B.B.S. that didn't make it onto the show:
  • Most mornings, the guys in my dorm were woken up by one or another Boys' Stater blasting "Pour Some Sugar on Me" at top volume on their boom box. This was a long, long time ago, people.
  • The mandatory afternoon meetings were often enlivened when the National Guard Band the American Legionnaires brought in would play the Official State Rock Song of the Great State of Ohio: Hang on Sloopy. That's how goddamn boring the meetings were, folks.
  • The boys of Buckeye Boys' State were so desperate for female companionship after a week of utter Sausage Fest that we used to sneak into the Bowling Green ice arena to watch the figure skaters practicing. This is really only remarkable because I'm talking about fully one third of the participants at B.B.S.
By the way, nobody there actually called it "B.B.S.", but typing out Buckeye Boys' State over and goddamn over gets tiring. Anyway, give it a listen. We talk about non-Boys' State-related stuff, too.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Oscar? I Don't Even Know 'Er!

In this week's podcast, Keith and Joe go into some depth about just why this year's Oscar ceremony seems to have been scrapped from Satan's duodenum. Seriously, folks, the numbers appear to be up for this year's broadcast, but I'm of the opinion that everyone involved in the ceremony should be loaded onto a boat and then sunk. Baz Luhrmann should never be allowed to make another movie after the craptacular dance-straveganza he choreographed. This was twelve hours of my life I'll never get back.

We also touch on movie sequels that sucked ass, TV show-based video games that suck ass and ex-girlfriends that make us so very glad we married who we married.

So go give it a listen and then come back here and tell us your choices for the absolute worst movie follow-ups of all time. Or don't. We won't think less of you either way.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

My Breakfast Reunion with Oscar Was Stimulating

For our landmark 15th episode, we decided to string together a bunch of unrelated topics and just blather on about them for awhile. It's really special.

The first topic is truly near and dear to my heart. In fact, I'd be delighted to hear what any of our listeners (we're going to go ahead and pretend that some exist) have to say on the subject of breakfast food. Favorites? Savory vs sweet? Egg style?

So give a listen and please feel free to share your thoughts with us. Hell, we might even mention you in our next podcast, as long as you also send a naked picture.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Zzzzzzz...Huh? Where Am I?

Hey! We're not dead!

Nine months since we last spoke, we're back with an all-new episode of The Conversation. Since all of our original listeners have long since died off, we're hoping to corrupt an entirely new generation of iTune customers.

So, whether you click on this link or go to the Recent Episode list to the right or just get it off of your iTunes feed, please enjoy the return of Mssrs. Baloneypants and Felcher, as we discuss fatherhood and Facebook and Farrack Fofama.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Is This Thing On?

Hey folks. Bob here. Just wanted to tell anyone who might have stumbled across this site (at this point, I doubt anyone is actively seeking us out) what's going on and why we haven't been heard from in so very, very long.

Well, things have been a mite hectic for Karl and myself.

Karl's dog has been ill. So he's spent a good deal of time looking after the poor critter. On top of that, he's been training--as was mentioned in a previous podcast--for a late-night marathon in Tromso, Norway. In fact, he's in Norway as I write this.

And as for me, I'm not that busy, I'm just lame.

Because of all this, the hectic schedules and the lameness, The Conversation has kind of taken a back-seat to the rest of our lives.

Rest assured, though, we are simply on a hiatus. In fact, our long-awaited Salute to Shitty Cinema as been recorded and is simply awaiting some final edits from the busy, busy Karl. I promise you, we'll be back on our feet and spouting pointless nonsense that nobody wants to listen to before you know it.

Meanwhile, here's hoping that you're enjoying your summer and spending as much time as possible not vomiting.