Podcastaways

So, we're at the office last night, polishing off a bottle of Cointreau, having finished chopping through a blizzard of contest entries, when Frimmit called out from the half-opened bathroom door, "You think anyone really cares about the podcasts we're doing? I mean, it's a pain in the ass to get everyone together and semisober to record these things. Is it worth it?" This began a debate. I proferred that if we had fun doing it, then what the hell. Catty thought that if we thought about it too much it would make us look like the insecure bunch of sonsabitches we really are. Frimmit flushed and, not washing her hands, said that all those points were fine, but the mandate from the boss on high was that the podcasts are meant to translate into book sales, and while we're getting a nice amount of podhits, the books are still collecting dust. Ever-chipper Narvaez, from under his desk, offered that maybe we were looking at it too closely and should open up the discussion.