saturn return to sender

Okay, now I understand video podcasts. A few friends, a few video gadgets, your home Mac (or, okayfine: PC), a little talent, a shot of creativity, bottle of silliness, and behold: Tiki Bar TV. Five minutes of 80-proof pointlessness. For free, for the fun of it, for getting hammered. I love it.

They do occasionally flash a recipe on-screen, so it’s not entirely free of content. And one of the friends happens to be a gorgeous girl. I mean, if that counts as content in your book. (In this case, she does, for me. In my book. Yowza.)

Of course I don’t even know if these people are friends. Maybe it’s not filmed in someone’s apartment but in a TV studio with a “someone’s apartment” set. Maybe it’s cleverly designed to be charming and fun, and is not, in fact, charming and fun. I bet all those bottles have colored water in the them. I’m so cynical.

Anyway, so the infrastructure here is making it easier and easier to distribute our dumb little wonderful video shows (or even our important journalistic ones) without spending a dime, without knowing someone, without selling our souls. I think that’s pretty effing cool.

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