This stream has proven beyond all doubt that radio is still very much alive as a dramatic medium.
Joshua Moon infuriated by the bleat of the baby monitor in the other room, while attempting to pass it off as a low battery warning, was a strong start, but nothing compared to the comedy gold that was to come: The audio spectacle of him burrowing into the mound of hardware in which he resides. Echelons of technology founded on a base layer of AOL discs; a strata of that E.T. game that they dumped in a landfill; Game Boys of various iterations; iPods, Zunes and that media player endorsed by Neil Young that looked like a Toblerone, forming supporting columns . I laughed. MATI could benefit from more moments of broad physical comedy - Ethan Ralph stepping on a rake - that kind of thing.
Happy Halloween / Bipolar Goth Girl Awareness Month.