Fandom Radio, Monday, October 20

[likethegun]

Dean: What do you mean we have to start? We can't start because the part of we who isn't me isn't here yet.

*squirrels chittering*

Give it a few more minutes -- if he's not here by then, I'll do this by myself then go and kick his ass.

Sam: Hi! Sorry, I'm here. I didn't mean to--I lost track of time. Sorry. Am I really late?

Dean: You were about to get rousted out of bed by some pissed off squirrels.

Sam: I wasn't in bed. I just wasn't watching the clock.

Dean: Dude, some advice. If you have somewhere to be, set an alarm before you start the sexxing.

Sam: I wasn't--that's not what--I just didn't realize how late it was, okay? But I'm here now, and that's what matters.

Dean: You're wearing mismatched socks.

Sam: I haven't done laundry yet from the trip. Really. Can I start on notes now, please?

Dean: Sure Sammy, wouldn't want to hold you up from...anything.

Sam: *grumbles*

( Apparently, they didn't get all their snark out at each other over the weekend. )

Fandom Radio: Tuesday, October 21

[raspberryturk]

Reno: So! Another Tuesday, yo. And we got classes again. You know, just when you think you got a good thing goin', the school year reasserts itself like some kinda... educational... institutional... thingie, zoto.

Jenny: I think the wheels just fell off your simile.

Reno: Thingie is a technical term, ain't it?

Jenny: Not...to the best of my knowledge, no. Sorry.

Reno: Well, can't say I didn't make the effort, yo. You think you can do any better, Jenny?

Jenny: Well, I could make some trite comment about the circle of life, but for some reason I suspect that would lead to the squirrels breaking into song.

Reno: Yeah. That kinda thing moves us all. Like a wheel of fortune, or maybe a leap of faith, or a... band of hope? Uh. Okay. I'm givin' up on the similes now. This educational crap is for the smart kids. We got notes?

Jenny: We do indeed have notes.

( The Circle of Radio Moves Us All. )