Testing. One Two. One Two. Two. Two. Two.

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

My microphone arrived today! I thought about doing some test recordings, but the arsehole neighbours decided to "large it" this evening and that put me in a bad mood. 

But Caro is away in Mount Maunganui, shaving Feef's bum so at least I got to do some podcast research by watching lots of 80's horror movies. 

You have to love 80's films. Women walk around looking like Cyndi Lauper, as if this were a completely rational thing to do. Men dance like they are having a seizure. Every film soundtrack sounds like it was written by Jan Hammer. And every film includes a scene where a yuppie rubs cocaine on their gums.

Tomorrow I may attempt to record my first ever episode. But first, I shall have to practise my podcast voice. Caro told me that she thinks I have a good podcast voice because it is "very relaxing and will send people to sleep". 

That is not EXACTLY what I was going for, but I'll take it as a compliment.

S.