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Sometimes It’s Nice Not To Host – Two Fantastic Podcasts

2010 is starting out great. Thus far, the year of podcasting has been fantastic and it’s only six days into the New Year. Not only did we drop a great episode of the TVA Podcast to start MMX off right, I also got to meet some folks I’d met in voice only but also got to do something on a podcast I don’t normally get. Be a guest. With the hosting shackles off, it was worth the drive through a 613-area-code blizzard.

Long Weekend

It seems I tend to have weeks and months where I plumb forget how busy I am until I open up my calendar in Outlook. That happened Thursday. It was one of those things where you know you’ve got the things going on that you do, but you didn’t think it was “that day” already. I had three in a row. I really should hire a PA. Or get a new head.
Something. I got to perform with a pack of my friends and colleagues and also see one of the best acts Canada has to offer. I travelled five hours round-trip to do 30 minutes for 30 people (everyone walked home with a minute’s worth of show!). And after months of scheduling bleah, I finally got to perform at a friend’s room after podcasting the heck out of it. Busy as stink and it ain’t even December yet.

How The West Was Won

So after the tragic moose confrontation and the few times that I screamed at the TV whenever a Montana’s commercial would come on, the tour continued. I at least got off a wee bit easy in that Andrew Grose, the moose collider, had to now deal with a broken car, get a rental, and drive his arse to Calgary for a spot. Apparently when he told his insurance agent that he’d hit a moose, the rep on the line said, “Where you calling from? Heaven?” We fully admit that we were lucky to leave alive, the pain was mitigated for me after I played drinking games with the Tragically Hip the following night.

People Train Runs Outta Stubbville.

Show #3 is about to happen on this western tour and thus far it’s been two shows, a lot of road work, and the realization of how awesome one’s friends can be. There’s not much that most folks won’t do for you out here and I look forward to returning the favour at some point. I’ve almost made this trip akin to “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles”, except Calgary doesn’t have a train station. What does Via know that I don’t?

Big Sky and the Little Guy

The last time I performed out west was at a club called the Comedy Cave. All I remember was that it was cold, around Christmas or New Year’s, and the show was not going to go on with 10 or fewer people in the crowd. Thankfully I brought three with me that bolstered the numbers to a whopping 13, so yeah, show on. Following the two shows I had out at The Laugh Shop in Calgary, I was returning to Toronto to host a show that apparently God wasn’t really too keen on, and found more than a few truly pleasant surprises during the Harvest Fest out in Ingersoll. Yes, Ingersoll.