Podtoid 31: Later than a teenage girl in Houston

It’s with a heavy heart — the same heart I’ve filled with dreams of plums and fairy sprinkles in anticpation of the upcoming PAX — that I have to announce that this week’s edition of Podtoid, Episode 31, will be delayed until next week. Since I’m going to be trapped in the emerald hills of Seattle, playing games that most of you won’t see for another six or seven months, and Mr. Linde will be backpacking across the European wilderness, trading sexual favors for schnitzel and an inviting hearth, there simply isn’t a cast available to put the thing together. Besides that, Leigh refuses to do an episode in which she isn’t given three live fish and a human child — no, we don’t know why — and without myself to deliver the aforementioned treats to her waiting maw, she’s going to be busying herself with five days of BioShock and the ensuing coffee and scones courtesy of New York’s finest coffee and scone brokers, Charlie’s Coffee and Scones.

If you still desperately crave some Podtoid goodness, feel free to hit up the archives at Podtoid.com. There’s almost two full days of audio content there, so that should tide you over until we get back and start pumping out the kind of warm, wet aural sex you’ve all come to enjoy so much.

Until then, cats and kittens, I bid you adieu. 

Earnest Cavalli
I'm Nex. I used to work here but my love of cash led me to take a gig with Wired. I still keep an eye on the 'toid, but to see what I'm really up to, you should either hit up my Vox or go have a look at the Wired media empire.