I watched that whole thing. Good times.

Huh. So it does.

Thanks Ian. Means a lot coming from you sir.

Oh hell yes.

Yeah, for reals. I'm psyched that John wanted to do a commentary, and I'm really happy with how it turned out.

Wow, thanks Mike.

Probably not, no. I'd be spending my time trying to safely determine what the hell happened and why I lived. Hazard a glance or two out the upstairs window to see what the world looks like, and hopefully divine what I'd be dealing with outside. Fallout? Fire? Winter? Zombies? Then use the information I have to MacGyver together the best protective clothing I can, and make a sprint for somewhere better for the long haul. If I made it there okay and a few days later I didn't show obvious signs of damage from the trip, then I'd start thinking in terms of finding other people.

Max didn't do the protective clothing thing, and it was foolish of him to come back home instead of just stay where the food was, but he had a fish and a musical to worry about.

Ha! Well, Sad Max is my second musical. It's just the first one I filmed. There's a whole movie and soundtrack that doesn't technically exist right now, but is a real thing.

I'm probably gonna do more, just not on any sort of pre-programmed basis. I can tell you that I got more out of Max than I thought I would, and am energized and feel re-assured to try another one.

*shrug*

I don't expect this to ingratiate us particularly well to anyone who's a hardcore Joss fan, because, yeah, we just know what we know. This isn't a lecture series or anything. It disappoints me that people couldn't set aside their nerd rage to enjoy the conversation for what it was, but I don't blame anyone. If I listened to some folks do a thirty minute podcast on balloon animals and they got some facts wrong, I guess I'd be - well, I wouldn't really care, but I'd be miffed-ish. Because balloons are important to me.

So, like I said, *shrug.* I forgot Whedonesque was a thing and that this would end up there - and I'm glad it did! - but this obviously was not geared towards the Whedonesque audience.

As in, act as if I'm Joss?

Thanks lady.