More revelations and the search for a way out continues!

The Account gets postponed 1 week!  The schedule beats me again, but I rise with a short dash of comedy and a look at my ambitious 2009 plans! 

I get all meta and stuff about tha magic of audio.  Nothing intellectual, don't worry...

Next chapter!  Revelations!  Confusion!  Crashing noises!  And Nyro takes the lead!

Happy Halloween!

New chapter.  Little shorter than usual for storytelling's sake.

This is important.  This is crucial.  This is the truth about Halloween.
Give Kids Candy. Period.

This is not a night about your frigging social, religious, moral, dental, or nutritional agenda.

It is about kids dressing up in crazy costumes (something they cannot do normally, and look forward to all year, frankly), and going door-to-door, in the hopes of getting a bagful of delicious candy. Not glow-sticks, toothbrushes, heath food, tracts, or election campaign literature.

Candy, motherfucker, CANDY.

And if you are one of those people who turn off the lights to discourage the little pagans for religious purposes, when you know full well there are hopeful children looking for fun and the kindness of their neighbors, fuck you.  You're a disgrace to your bloodline.

Halloween candy. Learn it. Live it.

Pass it on.
You're welcome.

Although I lost all the really gross pics I took of my post surgery face when the HD on the macbook croaked, I still had a few of the post re-constructive goodness on my camera. Here's one now.  Pity; the others were a gory hoot.

Okay. Construction. Roofers on the roof outside my window and my wife was on vacation.  All adding up to a no productivity week...

I'm sorry.  No show this time. 

HOWEVER: as of this coming week, the street is finished, Sue goes back to work, the roommate (Prof BX) is going to Miami to start a new job, and I have ZERO distractions from then on...YAYAYAYAY!

So! New Account episode for the 26th and a the Halloween special on the 31st, and no more schedule mishaps til the end of the Year!

Oh crap, thats soon isn't it... cripes.

A medical episode! Duh. Ow. My face.

Okay.  It's over.

Ow. 

Why, for the love of everything fucking holy do people willingly subject themselves to the torture of reconstructive surgery?

This morning, I checked under the bandage I was given after the surgery to discover a gaping, raw, dime-sized quarter-inch deep hole in my face.  There are pictures and they will be on my website soon, and they are AWESOME GROSS!

Anyway, I was highly skeptical that anyone was going to be able to simply suture something that huge shut, but I headed over to the plastic surgeon anyway, paid my $15 co-pay and went in for the re-construction.

The surgeon shot me up with what could only be described as the most painful anesthetic administration I'd ever experienced, and then he set to re-constructing the wound.

I'll make it quick; he did it. 

My kisser has a long series of stitches where there was once a divot, and it's currently crusted in black sticky blood.

Lovely, but at least I'll look like I haven't been shot.

On the down side, it feels like my entire face is being dragged with wires into my upper lip region now.

And it hurts. 

Not as much as it did a few hours ago, mind you, but it still fucking hurts.

It feels tight and if I eat, drink, smile or talk too much, I run the risk of bleeding a bit.

Anyway, the stitches will come out in a week and hopefully my right upper-lip won't be stuck in a permanent snarl.

All-in-all it was the most pain-filled $15 I've ever spent.


-Cayenne

For the benefit of those who don't follow the Tekdiff twitter feed, the surgery was a rousing (if by rousing you mean kinda gross but effective) success! I'm free FREE, of cancer of the mush.  I went in early, got my kisser numbed within an inch of it's pugly life and then a skilled surgeon carved out those godamned undisciplined cells.  They even cauterized the heavily bleeding vessels with some kind of electric tweezer device, filling my nostrils with the acrid odor of sparks and sizzled blood. Mmmm-MM!

Anyway, I'm done with the removal part, now I just regulate the pain until I see the plastic surgeon tomorrow so's he can stitch up the hole next to my nose.  More come the morn!
-Cayenne

P.S. Ow!

So, anyway, I've been intertube free for a day, as my ISP had some sort of meltdown.  It was interesting to have a go at life without the option of distracting myself at a whim, even if just for a day.  I could get to like it.. or not.
Tomorrow is the cancer surgery day.  I get up at 'fuck off' o'clock, to get hunks of my face carved off.
Yay, me.
In addition, the construction devils are pouring concrete forms to replace the street's missing driveway entrances, so I can't park near my house for the weekend.  And there's the noise.
Sigh.

Anyway, I'll be twittering my surgery recovery, so if you'd like to follow, go to:
www.twitter.com

and look for 'tekdiff' and subscribe!

And join the pain.

"So.  Can I have another go?"
"At what?"
"Life."
"You don't like this one?"
"S'okay. Just not what I thought It'd be."
"And that's bad?"
"No. Yes. It's just...knowing what I know, if I could go back, I'd fix so many things. I'd get so much right."
"If I said you could have another go, just like you asked, but it'd cost you at least half your lifespan, would you take it anyway?"
"Yes."
"Well, better get started then."

Oh god... the noise... 

    Okay, now then.  They've been resurfacing the road out front for about 7 hours a day now.
  Since Monday.
     Anyway, the thing is, there's no show this week because of the DAMN NOISE.  So I'll be working this weekend preparing for next week's show.  Which I hope to have done before Thursday when the face surgery happens. 
I'm sorry if that plan falls through as well, as they clearly aren't done with their infernal machinations out front.  I never knew a simple steamroller could be so... horribly... horribly... loud...

     I've seen it...heard it... I've watched the very foundations of my home tremble... Just as in the book...
 Alhazred knew...  They must have had road work back then...  Donkey, and mules, probably, but still...

I can see them now.. GOD!  in their orange vests and yellow plastic helmets!  They're coming! 

      Yog-Sothoth save me! The bulldozers!  The blasphemous backhoes!  The shreiking engines!

The window!  The window!

Will somebody close that frigging window, already!  Jeez, I can't hear myself typing over here!

        -Cayenne Chris Conroy,

New show from some new and old material. Transformers Rejects!  An old and a brand new episode.  go to tformers.com for more transformers goodness.
And why this show is off a bit.  I'm not feeling well...

Ne show!  More Adventure, more blood, more horses, more skin cancer...wait, what? The back-up noise...the back-up noise...
And a track from Negativland!

The Account continues!  Our heroes are having trouble getting anywhere and need to stop for the night.  Although rest isn't on the agenda...

New show! Not much to add to that.

Too tired, too depressed, too much noise, too busy, too, too much... What I'm saying is, no new show this week I'm afraid. The construction noise has beat my nerves to a pulp, and my inner Happycat is all out of happy right now. The idea of even trying to mush together a new tekdiff, let alone a new Account just seems like an insurmountable task at the moment. So all apologies folks, I'll try to have a new show on the week of the 22nd.

Mildly perverted...

New Account!  Here we go again.

A trying week of crazy noise. Whee.
Anyway, I brung the laffs, you bring the chips and cheese!

I did a Transformers Rejects for tformers.com

I don't think it's up yet, but keep an eye out for it.

I'm back!  What's to say.  More comadee....

For the benefit of those of you who don't read the forum page (tekdiff.freeforums.org) here's the update. I went to a sci-fi con last weekend and had a bit of an emotional breakdown (lifelong problems with social and personal anxiety coming to call). Nothing too catastrophic, but I realized I need help if I want to enjoy the remainder of my life. So, I scheduled a meeting with my doctor to set me up with a therapist. Anyway, I needed a week off, and I took it. There will be a new Tekdiff this coming Friday, so don't fret now. And, in case you were wondering, the con was actually a lot of fun. Apart from the crying, freak-out thing I mean. Sorry again.

It's the Fourth!

New Show!  Comm-a-dee!  Frank's adventure!  And some weather news!

The Account, the conclusion of the Waterford Arc! Sheesh. I need a break...

An update of the plans and comedy! Wait for it...

So anyway, I decided to postpone the schedule change for two weeks. Here's the deal; I will be posting 2 short episodes next week, including the conclusion of the Account (or rather, it's first story arc). The following week I'll be taking off, for my 40th birthday and the last full week of June will be the next Tekdiff episode. Then in July I'll begin the next Account Arc. All will become clear. I swear...

Chapter 10! Bad to worse...

Okay, the consensus is in and I'm returning to a Friday release schedule this week. Here's how it'll go: New Account starting on the 6th, new Tekdiff the following week and alternating thereafter. The free form thing was an interesting failure. It started off okay, but the overall quality of the comedy show has dipped (plummeted, actually) and I find it super-hard to first get a head of steam, record, stop, and then shift gears to a different style of episode all in a five day period. Besides, I'm useless on Mondays and so I end up rushing to get something out on Tues/Wed and I get sloppy. Then I need to get a second episode going on Thurs/fri, blah, blah blah...it all feels a bit slap-dash of late. And this past show, while not what I'd call bad, wasn't particularly good either. And if i don't feel proud of my shows then there's no point. I was supposed to be getting better, and It's not working out that way. Also there have been complaints about the shortness of the new episodes not creating a proper flow like before, and people miss the end of the episode personal updates. Those criticisms are spot-on, as far as I'm concerned. So, the comedy isn't as creative and as funny and the Account is getting stale and snagging on story chunks instead of moving forward. And It's leaving me with little time to do other things like correspond with fans, update the site, and just do stuff. So it's back to the 15 min minimum Friday releases. There may be occasional oddball mini-shows in-between there, but it's time to focus myself and get back to craftsmanship again. In fact, I'm actually plannig out the episodes a month in advance, now. Gots me a big 'ole desk calendar n' everythin'. Thanks for your patience, what with me being a flake and all.. Cayenne

Can you solve them?

Chapter 9 is here. The fight is on.

Well, the deadline kicked my ass this week, but all is not lost! Included is a preview of the next Account, and a behind the scenes look at production on the show. It's Sound Design! Enjoy!

The Curse is here. And it's extra cursey.

Chapter 8! Hanover and Ivan re-enter the Mill to try to find Nyro. Plus an update! And stuff. It's an extra long episode!

So the cold has passed, but my voice is still screwed up. I hope to have it cleared up by tomorrow so I can record the Account Ch 8 for Friday. All apologies again. It sucks to have to rely so heavily on something so relatively fragile.

Creationism makes me sick in the chest. *coff coff*

Nyro is gone. Hanover gets some advice, and some back story from Ivan. And we all learn a thing about good intentions...

Well, the latest chapter of The Account is about half done, and was to be posted today... and then the thunderstorm hit. Which, as you may imagine, makes recording difficult at best. Not to mention a hazard for my equipment. So we'll see how long this sucker lasts, and wether or not it goes up today or Monday. -Cayenne

Chad's back! Along with kids these days, and a new feature!

Chapter six and things get a bit hairy. Sorry if it clocked in a a minute or so shorter than the other chapters, but the sound design on this one was a bear.

New serial. Interrupted, Natch.

The Account continues as Hanover and Nyro investigate the remains of one of the Waterford mill buildings. This on also introduces the new theme music I recently composed, and as a point of pride; instead of merely relying on my arsenal of pre-made loops as I usually do, I played the bass and piano parts myself. Cool, no? Okay. I'm not gonna win any awards, but I did it, so I feel good. Enjoy!

Back! Miss me?

Awright. All apologies, but fuck this. Susan's recovering from the surgery and needs me to do everything and needed to go to the doctor today, there's a handyman knocking stuff around in the basement, and the weather, while not sucking as hard as previously feared, still sucks like a pressure pump. Add to that the fact that I've had little sleep and I've been asked to play substitute team member for a geek-fest trivia challenge that we have no chance of winning on Saturday, and I think I'm just gonna hold off on any new material this week. Next week, 3 new episodes if I can help it. Excuse me *ahem* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Sorry, but this weeks will be a bit late and probably The Account ch 5, only. Susan had to have last minute foot surgery and things are all in a kerfluffel as a result. Also we had to have a handyman come in a fix stuff. His schedule is most erratic, and I've had to be on call for him to come in and bang things around. So it's been a trying week so far... Sorry, again.

Update! And then things go wrong...

Here's the Tekdiff Forum!

http://tekdiff.freeforums.org/index.php

Got time for a story? What happened in Waterford anyway?

And whilst you are here, why not join the Tekdiff forums?

I'm a little piqued about something.

Chapter 4 thickens the plot. The arrival at Waterford. And a drawing of Nyro i did a while back. In case anyone was wondering what she looked like. As far as I'm concerned, I mean.

Slip is late for the news. A live remote. The Army. Easter.

Chapter 3. New faces. I got the date wrong as I started it yesterday, but there you go.

Update and ranting!

The newly knighted Sir Phillips gets his gear and tries to catch a bus.

The usual practice. Coming home to mystery, commercials, new police drama, and scientific breakthroughs.

Part one of several. In which our intrepid hero gets an unwanted promotion.

Pastor Ermine gets uncreative.

Here we go, hope this works, fingers crossed and all that.

3rd Anniversary! Correction: LaPhroig is a Scottish Whiskey. A Scottish Whiskey. Not Irish. I knew that, and I got it right on the first take, but screwed it up when I did a correction take. My bad, sorry Scottish listeners, for incorrectly identifying that frightening alcoholic concoction of yours.

My Virus. Let me show you it.

My artistic angst gets the best of me. Plus how authors deal, and how deals are authored.

LEVELGRIND #2 . Games and more games!

The end is nigh.

Another jab at writers. What's up with me any?way

First show of the new year! Woot!

Update. Ugh. *sniff*. Sleepy.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good Night!

3-2-1...Merry Christmas!

It's a shoppin' trip!

Happy Solstice!

A Very Transformerey Xmas! Okay, so the plot isn't terribly original. But, hey! It's Christmas! And Happy Birthday to Anthony Anselmo!

Never in a theatre near you.

What's it like out there?

True dat.

Day 17. Wherein deep meanings are learned.

Whew. Just made it... Question for the ages!

Whew. Some down time.

The conclusion... for now...

Lucky 13 and my stuff is working again. My head is starting to hurt however...

All apologies, but something went ferflooey with my firebox and the show is a little quiet for some reason. Gotta fix something here. Damn...

Um. Part two..? Of..five?

Warning. Story possibly developing...

It's war! Oh hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee hi-dee Ho!

Holy Crap! Another holiday festival this month? How will I find the time. But worth it to celebrate this guy!

Level Grind reviews and a tribute.

Who puts the X in Xmas? Find out here!

It's day 5! Happy Hanukkah!

Lookin' for a Christmas Tree? Have we got a deal for you!

Day three. Yes It's a parody of a Christmas Carol. Had to be done. But it's got Pastor Ermine & Lynerd in it. Enjoy. Thanks to Greg Daneault for the graphic.

It's Culture Time!

Annnnd, were off! An intro and explanation. If that helps, which I doubt it will.

My first video games related pilot podcast show thing. Is it any good? Who knows? And check back on Saturday and every day there after. God help me.