Christmas and its aftermath brought lots of new equipment and instruments into my life: a ukulele, a 12-string acoustic guitar, a new mic and recording interface that are a marked improvement over my previous heap of shit. The revamped "Bigamist's Christmas" features the 12-string, for example, and I have the Rabbit and Monkey theme ready to go featuring some epic uke, if I can ever get around to actually making the video.
Episode 17's dialog was already "in the can," or more precisely, "preserved as a digital pattern of states of magnetization on the disk" before I got my paws on this shiny new junk (P.S., the M-Audio Nova is a ridiculously good deal for a large-diaphragm condenser if you're in the market and very broke).
You'll be hearing much of this new shizznit on upcoming releases. In the meantime, I need to get after getting singles "mastered" (as much as a rank amateur can use the term) and uploaded and linked-to. It's just all so dreary! Type type type type. And it doesn't help that I've injured my space bar in one of my occasional rages. I forget what I was angry at, but the keyboard won't be forgetting any time soon, and I have to be very deliberate in my presses of the widest key.