This week the Sci-Fried Eggs bring you a second edition broadcast live from X-Con in Myrtle Beach, SC! The Eggs start by catching up with author and friend of the show Jim Bernheimer. Then the Eggs sit down and chat with actor, voiceover artist, and friend of the show Jeffrey Breslauer. And finally, the Eggs are part of an amazing heartfelt interview with Nicholas Brendon about his time on Buffy the Vampire Slayer and his struggles with addiction and his path to recovery!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 108, Segment 1
Live from X-Con in Myrtle Beach Part 2/Jim Bernheimer
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 108, Segment 2
Jeffrey Breslauer Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 108, Segment 3
Jeffrey Breslauer Part 2
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 108, Segment 4
Nicholas Brendon Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 108, Segment 5
Nicholas Brendon Part 2
This week the Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast live from X-Con in Myrtle Beach, SC! The Eggs start by sitting down with Continuum‘s and The 100‘s Richard Harmon. And then the Eggs are part of a Clerks reunion as they chat with Dante and Veronica, Brian O’Halloran and Marilyn Ghigliotti!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 107, Segment 1
Live from X-Con in Myrtle Beach/Richard Harmon Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 107, Segment 2
Richard Harmon Part 2
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 107, Segment 3
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 107, Segment 4
Marilyn Ghigliotti Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 107, Segment 5
Marilyn Ghigliotti Part 2
This week 5 Minute Delay Radio brings you a rebroadcast of the Sci-Fried Eggs while their fate is decided. In this rebroadcast the Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast from Crystal Coast Con in Cape Carteret, North Carolina. The Eggs start by chatting with Twilight actor Rick Mora. Then the beautiful horror actress Barbara Nedeljakova stops by. The Eggs have a blast with some more of The Walking Dead cast, Michael Koske and Dango Nguyen. And finally, the wonderful Marina Sirtis, Counselor Deanna Troi from Star Trek: The Next Generation, spends a couple segments with the Eggs and answers The Half Dozen!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 104, Segment 1
Rebroadcast: Rick Mora
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 104, Segment 2
Rebroadcast: Barbara Nedeljakova
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 104, Segment 3
Rebroadcast: Michael Koske and Danjo Nguyen
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 104, Segment 4
Rebroadcast: Marina Sirtis Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 104, Segment 5
Rebroadcast: Marina Sirtis Part 2
This week 5 Minute Delay Radio brings you a rebroadcast of the Sci-Fried Eggs while their fate is decided. In this rebroadcast the Sci-Fried Eggs come back home to their studios at Bathurst Manor. Chuck tries to explain the season finale of Doctor Who to Doc who has no idea what is going on. The Eggs share an interview with scream queen Cyndi Crotts from XCon. Also, at Port City Pop Con a couple weeks back, the Eggs sat down with Doug Jones, also known as Abe Sapien of Hellboy fame and many other roles such as characters from Pan’s Labyrinth. Doc and Chuck also discuss who would win in a fight: Han Solo or Malcolm Reynolds. And the Eggs also share an interview with the well-traveled, well-versed, and former Disney Imagineer Paris Themmen, who you also may know as Mike Teavee from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 103, Segment 1
Rebroadcast: The Doctor Who Finale
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 103, Segment 2
Rebroadcast: Cyndi Crotts at X-Con Myrtle Beach
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 103, Segment 3
Rebroadcast: Doug Jones at Port City Pop Con
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 103, Segment 4
Rebroadcast: Who Would Win: Han Solo vs. Malcolm Reynolds
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 103, Segment 5
Rebroadcast: Paris Themmen at Port City Pop Con
This week 5 Minute Delay Radio brings you a rebroadcast of the Sci-Fried Eggs while their fate is decided. In this rebroadcast The Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast live from XCon World VI in Myrtle Beach, SC! Doc and Chuck discuss Star Trek Into Darkness and get into a heated discussion over the new Klingons. Special guest Camden Toy of Buffy and Angel fame visits. Doc and Chuck are entranced by the beautiful Tiger Roxx and Jenn Martin of Purrrlesque Burlesque. Then IronE Singleton, T-Dog of The Walking Dead, stops by the broadcast. And the man who has been to every XCon, Ren and Stimpy creator Bob Camp sits down with the Sci-Fried Eggs. And somewhere in the show, Michael Rooker, Merle from The Walking Dead, shows up and tells us whether people still try to give him chocolate covered pretzels!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 102, Segment 1
Rebroadcast: Star Trek Into Darkness Review
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 102, Segment 2
Rebroadcast: Camden Toy
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 102, Segment 3
Rebroadcast: Purrrlesque: Tiger Roxx and Jenn Martin
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 102, Segment 4
Rebroadcast: IronE Singleton
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 102, Segment 5
Rebroadcast: Bob Camp with Special Guest Michael Rooker
This week 5 Minute Delay Radio brings you a rebroadcast of the Sci-Fried Eggs while their fate is decided. In this rebroadcast The Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast live from Geek Out in Asheville, NC! Special guests Amber Nash and Lucky Yates, a.k.a. Pam Poovey and Dr. Krieger from the hit FX show Archer, stop by and chat. And Doc and Chuck discuss Iron Man 3.
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 101, Segment 1
Rebroadcast: Amber Nash and Lucky Yates Part 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 101, Segment 2
Rebroadcast: Amber Nash and Lucky Yates Part 2
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 101, Segment 3
Rebroadcast: Amber Nash and Lucky Yates Part 3
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 101, Segment 4
Rebroadcast: Pam Poovey and Dr. Krieger
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 101, Segment 5
Rebroadcast: IronMan 3
This week the Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast from the Monorail Depot at Bathurst Manor. Chuck and Doc start by talking about all the nerdy programs that are showing up on Netflix. Then Doc has a new game called B-Movie or B-S?! The Eggs talk about a Bigfoot sighting in Yellowstone Park and discuss some ways people are trying to exploit the moon. And the Eggs crank up the ol’ chatterbox for an edition of Tales from the Sci-Fi Teletype!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 94, Segment 1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 94, Segment 2
B-Movie or B-S? #1
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 94, Segment 3
Bigfoot Sighting in Yellowstone Park
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 94, Segment 4
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 94, Segment 5
Tales from the Sci-Fi Teletype #4
This week the Sci-Fried Eggs broadcast from the Technology Annex of Bathurst Manor. The Eggs give their take on the Marvel Universe ending. Then then Eggs discuss photographers vs. cosplayers and who should be able to charge for photos. Simon Pegg is the new writer for Star Trek 3, so the Eggs dig out the What If Machine from their archives. Doc has a new Documentary Corner. And then the Eggs come up with some six word sci-fi stories!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 91, Segment 1
The Marvel Universe is Ending
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 91, Segment 2
Photographers vs. Cosplayers: Who Should Charge Who?
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 91, Segment 3
Star Trek’s New Writer Simon Pegg/What If Machine: Star Trek Directors
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 91, Segment 4
Doc’s Documentary Corner: Aliens on the Moon: The Truth Exposed
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 91, Segment 5
Six-Word Sci-fi Stories
This week the Sci-Fried Eggs are on the road broadcasting from the Bathurst Manor Radio Production Unit Truck. Chuck and Cher start with some Doctor Who News. Then the Eggs discuss some new safety technology. The Eggs bring you an interview with Todd Houff from Geek Out. Chuck and Doc talk about their Netflix account. And the Eggs discuss some of the best examples of real science in science-fiction films!
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 72, Segment 1
Doctor Who News
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 72, Segment 2
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 72, Segment 3
Todd Houff Interview
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 72, Segment 4
Sci-Fried Eggs: Episode 72, Segment 5
Science in Sci-Fi Films
This office is a mess! Ransacked! They broke my coffee mug. Those bastards. Sure, my office had been tossed before, but most of the goons had a little bit of respect for a man’s coffee mug. I opened the bottom drawer. They even took the whiskey. Yup, that settles it. These are some Grade A, USDA choice bastards. But my broken coffee mug and missing liquor notwithstanding, a tossed office means I’m getting close. That’s right. I’m on the heels of this case. I got a little too close. I made someone uneasy. And they sent some goons to see what I really knew. Honestly, I didn’t think I knew a damn thing. The last couple weeks seemed like I had been chasing my tail. It was one dead-end lead after another. Just spinning my wheels and not going anywhere. But apparently the truth of the matter was I had been going down the right road all the time. That’s the problem with relativity. It’s relative to the object of motion you are on. And that’s the issue I was having. I was going somewhere, but from my own particular perspective, it didn’t look like I had moved at all.
I picked up my office chair and sat it back up right. I sat down and started picking up papers from the floor and putting them on my desk. Cleaning up and filing would be a job for Sandy, my secretary, when she got here in the morning. And I can tell you she was going to be none-too-happy about that. I turned to the window and lifted the blinds. The third sun was setting. We were almost to nightfall. The city of Gliese took on a more reddish hue than normal when the last sun was setting. And Gliese was the only namesake that reminded us of the history of this planet. Originally called Gliese 667Cc when it was first discovered by scientists way back in 2011, it was affectionately called Mars II for a while, until the Galactical Aeronautics and Interstellar Tribunal of 2130 sent the first ship there and renamed the planet Xihe after the Chinese sun goddess. The first settlers called the first city Gliese after its original designation. And ever since that first group got here to find out how red and rocky and barren this place was, there’s been nothing but riff-raff here since. They would send miners to dig the minerals out of this planet and send to other places. People who wanted to get away from all the rules and regulations of the “more civilized” planets would find a home here. It became like a second America, a melting pot of space.
There are three other planets that Earthians have settled, Tau Ceti, Gliese Prime, and Kapteyn. Tau Ceti is a beautiful planet with rich green landscapes and crystal clear waters. And Gliese Prime is a wonderland of forests and rolling plains and scenic expanses. But if you aren’t lucky enough to live on one of those two planets, then you’re stuck with the icy graveyard of Kapteyn or the brownish-red ruins of Xihe. I wasn’t lucky enough to live on Tau Ceti or Gliese Prime. Both places are too rich and well-to-do for my blood. Earth is just an overcrowded play pen of politics. And I’m not really a fan of huddling next to a furnace to keep my ass from freezing off at night. So Xihe it is, in all its red rocky glory. But all that is idle rambling and reflection. The issue now is that I’m closer to cracking this case than I realize and my disheveled office proves it.
The answers to this case are out on the street, not in this office. I grabbed my fedora and my trench coat and headed out the door. The cool night air was filled with light brown dust. There air here almost always had dust in it, unless it was right after it rained. But then after a few hours, the dust would be back. As the wind blew, the dust stung the side of my face. I turned up my trench coat collar and headed to the one place that I thought might have some answers.
The Venus Club was nestled between two large office buildings in the business district of the city on 39th Street, just off Niven Avenue. The bright neon sign above the entrance to the club produced an eerie and hazy glow through the dust-filled air. It was the only thing open in the business district this time of the evening. All of the other office buildings had closed up hours ago as the suits headed home to their families. But a lot of those same family men stopped by for a drink or cocktail. Some looked to discuss bluer water cooler topics, while others looked for more exciting conversation with any variety of ladies who frequented the establishment. Some of the ladies were employees, waitresses, dancers, exotic entertainers. Some were just financially-minded broads who were gold-digging for their next ex-husband.
As I walked up to the door of the club, a monstrous man stepped out from the alcove of the club entrance. Tidoe was one of the biggest bouncers I had ever had the pleasure of meeting. He was a native Xihetite. I was a normal 5’11”, but Tidoe towered over my by almost a foot. And was at least three times my size. A virtual giant, but still quick and nimble. When he saw me, he chuckled and said, “What’s up, zero?” He was one of the only people who called me that. A zero was someone who was born in space. My father was a miner and him and my mother came to Xihe to take part in the promised wealth of mining the planet. I was born along the way, in a space ship, in zero gravity. Hence the slang term zero. Most of the time, calling someone a zero was frowned upon slur. But I wasn’t going to argue with Tidoe over something like that. If I wanted to get my ass kicked by that giant, it would be over something worth getting my ass kicked over. I gave Tidoe my regular reply, “Nothing.” Tidoe smiled and a guttural belly laugh escaped from his mouth, enjoying the pun in my reply. I walked by Tidoe and into the club.
The inside of The Venus Club was nothing less than immaculate. Businessmen spent money. And that meant that the club spent money as well. Everything was lavish and ornate. There wasn’t a woman working in this club who was less than a hard nine. And most of the broads who hung out here weren’t less than an eight. There was an in-house band that played a variety of music. The soft cords of an old jazz song filled the room. Smoke hung heavy as big men smoked big cigars and demure women gently sip the smoke from thin cigarettes. There was a main bar that ran across most of the back wall of the main ballroom. And there were two smaller bars on the sides. I walked up to the smaller bar on the left. A girl stood at the end of it. She was long and tall, her four-inch heels making her all that much taller. She was dressed in a bright blue corset and a short blue skirt that gleamed in the low light of the club. Her short spiky hair was a deep, alluring blue, almost black in certain light. Her slightly tanned skin created a mysterious countenance. She turned and looked me up and down as I approached. “Well ‘ello there, Spencie.” Her voice was sharp like a fillet knife.
“Hey there, Sindee. How’s it going?”
“Pretty good. I been keepin’ busy. What’s about you?”
“Same ol’, same ol’. Say, anything interesting been going on here lately?”
She rolled her eyes, “It’s The Venus Club. Ain’t nuffin’ but borin’ ol’ suits that comes in ‘ere, darlin’.”
“Well, if you see anything outta the ordinary, let me know, okay?”
She pick up the drinks the bartender had sat in front of her and neatly arranged them on her tray. Then she turned to me and put her hand on my shoulder. “Sure will, suga. You be careful out there, Spencie.”
I nodded my head. She picked up the tray and waded through the tables and chairs to deliver drinks to paying customers. I headed for the door and back out into the street. I was getting hungry, so even though I knew there weren’t any leads there, I headed toward Howard’s Diner. It was just a few blocks away. And the best part was, I could probably talk the waitress out of another coffee mug.
The night air was cool, but heavy with dust. Every car I passed had a fine reddish-brown layer on it. Footsteps on the sidewalk and tire tracks on the roads were clearly marked. A few cars passed here and there as I headed toward the diner. A large brown sedan passed by once. Then again slower. Then a third time at almost a crawl. The windows were tinted and the darkness of night made identification impossible. The tags were city tags. It was a local vehicle.
And now the fourth pass. I heard the car screech around the corner. Much faster this time. I didn’t have to look to know it was the brown sedan. I burst into a full run. If I could just make the next alleyway, I would be okay. I could hear the suspension of the car grunt as it mounted the curb. The heard the engine growl as the car lurched closer. I looked to my left to see the hood of the car passing by me and looked back forward to see the alleyway, only a few yards from me. I wasn’t going to make it. The solid steel passenger door swung open and connected with the back of my body sending me tumbling to the ground. I was disoriented. I was gasping for breath! Where was my hat?! A large creature picked me up like a rag doll and laid me in the trunk of the sedan. I saw a scaly, four-fingered hand reach up and grab the trunk lid. A slam. And the world went dark.