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The Call-In Episode continues. And we also talk about Alita Battle Angel in this one. But also a lot of other stuff. Plus there is a big announcement at the end! Enjoy!

The Call-In Episode of the October 2018: "Best Video Game Monster" series is here. The hosts banter with seven guests who called in over the week talking about their picks for Best Video Game Monster. Stay tuned for more parts, as well as the Castlevania Series Retrospective 10/31 ----- Guests: 18:41: Dimitri 20:49: Shedonkadonk 24:04: boxxkitt 25:50: Brendabeemom 29:00: Red Devil 33:33: ChrisLantinen 35:20: WiepertFever ----- To stay in touch with the team, follow us on Twitter or Facebook: @IWTOPodcast

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Greetings, worshipers! It's church time here on HWIDG, unless you happen to exist outside of our pre-determined standards of acceptability. So, grab your hymnals and turn to page 666 because today we going to read from the following passages:-False Surprise Surgery-Gambling-Pimple popping videos-The Gospel of HateHere's something that really bugs me about surgery - the wait. All of the prep work and the scheduling and the anxiety. It's just horrible. But, having one sprung on you with no warning can be horrifying. Now take the worst of both worlds and mash them together: your find out you're going to have to have emergency surgery, but as soon as you get yourself in the proper mindset, you're told you have to wait. Now imagine that, during that period of scrambling to prepare your life for an unexpected six weeks of recovery time, you cancel some important appointments. Then, when you find out that you didn't have to, you can't undo the cancellation. Now imagine that the thing you've cancelled is something that you've been needing to do for, oh, say, twenty-eight years, and this is the first window of opportunity you've had. And, you may not get another window. Yeah. Welcome to my weekend. Welcome to my life. If I had known that I was going to be jerked around, I'd have never cancelled that appointment. But, that's how life is. Everything is a risk. And speaking of risk . . .I, very sarcastically, can think of no better way to spend my hard-earned money than to withdraw cash from the bank, walk straight across the parking lot to an open sewer, and just chucking those crisp greenbacks right into the muck. That's essentially what gambling boils down to, except you have a very slim chance that instead of washing your Benjamins away, the sewer will throw them, plus a few more, right back at you. So, every time you feel like being "bold" (see also: stupid) you march your happy tail over to that sewer and just start chunking it down. Nevermind that there are safer ways to invest your money, with lower risk and a pretty good chance of a payout (if you know where to invest). Nevermind that you could have just saved up that money instead of wasting it. Nevermind that your landlord isn't going to take too kindly to your excuses when you can't pay your rent. I've heard that taking risk is simply an urge for some people. Like a pressure beneath the skin that just builds and builds until, one day, you have to pop that bubble. And what you get for your trouble is a bunch of mess. Speaking of popping bubbles full of mess . . .A few years ago, there was a meme floating around about finding your way onto "the wierd part of YouTube". And that was an accurate description. If you press the 'flush' handle on YouTube and just allow the stream of suggestions to wash you away, you'll eventually go down the drain into the YouTube sewer where you'll find, scattered amongst the floating currency, videos of people popping pimples. Why? Why is this a thing? Why is it popular? And why can Uncle Buck not look away? It's vile, disgusting, and putrid. And speaking of things that are vile, disgusting, and putrid . . .Long time listeners of the show are aware of Uncle Buck's Christian faith, and are also aware of Tab's benign atheism. It's a soft difference of opinion that, between us, is handled with grace and respect. But Tab was on a research junket to his favorite house of worship when he learned of something that is the opposite of Grace. It's called The Council of Biblical Manhood and Womanhood, and, as Tab retells it, it basically boils down to "If you're sinful, you aren't welcome in church". We go into this at length in the episode, but we both have similar (yet slightly different) takes on the fallacy. Tab (rightly) believes that such an edict is the epitome of religious elitism, and fundamentally contradicts the core values of Christian faith, one of which is "love thy neighbor as thyself". Buck (also rightly) believes that the edict contradicts the Great Commission, which is to spread the Gospel, because it tells sinners (the very people who would NEED Jesus) that they aren't welcome in the Cool Kids Jesus Club. We can't use any swear words in our titles or descriptions (because iTunes will remove us if we do. Been there, done that) but there are no non-rude words to describe the people who profess such a wantonly destructive message. Tab and Buck agree in calling it "The Gospel of Hate".We get caught up on some voicemails and Tab gets disappointed by a new toy. What was it? You'll have to listen to this week's episode to find out!Don't forget to join the Call-In Episode on Monday September 11th at 9pm eastern and tell us your issue, it's all happening on the HWIDG Discord.

Lordy, Lordy, Look who's forty! Welcome to episode 40, everyone! Y'know, they say life begins at forty, and I'm hoping that, for once, it's not just a dumb platitude that doesn't ring true in the slightest in real life. So, let's all celebrate the beginning of the life of HWIDG by bringing in the following issues:-Vertical Filming-Not Doing Your Research-Found Footage-Waiters Singing Happy BirthdayIt's not the newest sentiment, but it's still utterly relevant: complaining about people who film vertically. The problem with vertical videos is that you have to watch them on a vertical screen, and while that may work out on your smartphone, and there are a few monitor setups out there that are rotatable, it's still just a huge hassle to deal with, and it's super frustrating when, in an age of readily available 4k resolution and 8K being emergent, we're still reduced to squinting at a tiny vertical rectangle on a phone screen because someone uploaded a vertical video to Facebook, Twitter, Youtube, whatever. I mean, seriously, we know that the standard formats are 1280x720, 1920x1080, 3840x2160, and 4096x2160. I defy you to show me one theatrical or home video release that was taken seriously that was in a format of 720x1280. It just. doesn't. happen. Seriously, anyone who knows the slightest bit about screen resolution knows this. But, not everyone does their research . . .Sometimes in life, we find ourselves in the middle of a conversation, possibly even on a roll, so to speak, and we recall just a hint of the possibility of something that may be partially factual, and we'll grab at that like the last turkey leg at the Ren Fair and declare it as absolute fact in the heat of the moment. Last week, Buck did that. So, this week, his issue is more of a retraction, but even though the conversation turns to how to weaponize less than factual facts, the core of shame and regret remains. Buck doesn't want, someday down the road, for someone to stumble across an out-of-context clip of him spouting nonsense, and then that find its way into a found footage documentary . . .What would that documentary look like? I'm sure it would be clips from this show, spliced in between shots of a bunch of teenage paleontologists digging up his long-since buried homestead, rummaging through his studio and finding his weathered and worn MAGA hat and shades. And, once found, they would be donned by one of the hapless protagonists, only to imbue them with Buck's super power. The super power of yelling at people. And the rest of the movie would be about the wielder of that power having to come to terms with the terrible responsibility of being able to shame others publicly. Speaking of being shamed publicly . . .All of us experience birthdays. Many of us like to celebrate. Some of us like to celebrate by going out to eat. Nobody wants to be harassed by a gang of tone deaf waiters and cooks singing some variant of the happy birthday song at the top of their lungs. And yet, that's what happens. It's like the Julian Assange of birthdays leaks the cables about your special day, and the behind-the-scenes investigation begins, culminating in you being surrounded by a gaggle of clapping morons, and everyone else in the restaurant is glaring at you thinking "You just HAD to tell them it was your birthday, didn't you? You sad, attention-starved little jerk." And then you're left with that smoldering coal of shame, knowing that, at this point, there's nothing you can do to redeem yourself in the eyes of everyone around you. You just blow out your candle, crawl under the table, and make a mental note not to go out to eat next year. Of course, by the following year, you'll either have forgotten, or you'll trick yourself into believing "maybe it won't happen this year." You know better.Sage calls in to give his opinion on last week's dress code debate, and we have a comment from Angry Stove. Who did they side with? You'll have to listen to this week's episode to find out!Join the Discord and get ready for our Call-In Episode just remember to Never Forget at 9pm eastern on Monday September 11th