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Fill Me In — 545 episodes
Fill Me In #545: Botulism of the podcast.
Fill Me In #544: More of a mess than a pleasure.
Fill Me In #543: What's a goldfish? Or why did I say it?
Fill Me In #542: Stethoscope.
Fill Me In #541: Never once have I touched a niblick.
Fill Me In #540: It wasn't as big as it was assumed to be.
Fill Me In #539: Maybe it's fun to count to B.
Fill Me In #538: If you ever do that again, we're through.
Fill Me In #537: Of all the things I've called you, loud is not one of them.
Fill Me In #536: A bulldog-shaped turkey named baritone saxophone.
Fill Me In #535: A bagel is not a solution.
Fill Me In #534: What's the juice inside the sand art thing?
Fill Me In #533: There's no Tuesday puzzle for the first fifteen hours of Tuesday?
Fill Me In #532: Extremely low jostle tolerance.
Fill Me In #531: The epitome of serendipity.
Fill Me In #530: How do you get juice from a nearly desiccated plum?
Fill Me In #529: Serving all American style sandwiches done in wraps, hot dogs and milk shakes.
Fill Me In #528: About halfway between where we are now and Sacramento.
Fill Me In #527: Flower power, Monet.
Fill Me In #526: One of the two words is crab.
Fill Me In #525: I had it with the back side to me.
Fill Me In #524: I can't think and see at the same time.
Fill Me In #523: The power of the preposition.
Fill Me In #522: A quasi fictionalized version of what i saw that day.
Fill Me In #521: Smaller in people, bigger in land.
Fill Me In #520: Some Mexico is the same amount of north as some Texas.
Fill Me In #519: It's a conversation ender.
Fill Me In #518: Ump for Anatevka.
Fill Me In #517: Not if it happens in Hebrew.
Fill Me In #516: Up until a zillion o'clock in the morning.
Fill Me In #515: These sounds will be lost to Sweden.
Fill Me In #514: Your tether is loose and frayed and flimsy.
Fill Me In #513: Our beards put together are longer than either of our beards.
Fill Me In #512: Carry your own light.
Fill Me In #511: One time is a fluke, two times is less than a fluke
Fill Me In #510: Weekly for the lawn, seasonally for the snow.
Fill Me In #509: Sardine routine.
Fill Me In #508: The main quality of Stephen Sondheim is orchestra pit curiosity.
Fill Me In #507: You're a pseudo-step-father.
Fill Me In #506: They're tied together by God … inside of the cow.
Fill Me In #505: Don't tear your stuff.
Fill Me In #504: It makes me very anxious.
Fill Me In #503: Our memories have become a kazoo.
Fill Me In #502: 'I'm not sure how to help you with that.'
Fill Me In #501: The economies of scale.
Fill Me In #500: What a predictable disappointment.
Fill Me In #499: That's one of the Anchorages.
Fill Me In #498: There's definitely not a distinct I.
Fill Me In #497: Most of what I know about Iowa I learned from "The Music Man."
Fill Me In #496: My Great Struggle Keeps Hope.
Fill Me In #495: Ox, but more fancy-like.
Fill Me In #494: Unpleasant icing on the challenging cake.
Fill Me In #493: Nothing morbid about Boop.
Fill Me In #492: The pre-Pope life of Popes.
Fill Me In #491: Thursday America, Friday Japan.
Fill Me In #490: Not everything is for everybody.
Fill Me In #489: This is gonna be a corker.
Fill Me In #488: Bob Cobb and Herbie Derby.
Fill Me In #487: There's more people to be faster.
Fill Me In #486: All rectangles are squares.
Fill Me In #485: Almost 100% sure does not feel like enough sure.
Fill Me In #484: A million monkeys typing into infinity.
Fill Me In #483: In Australia, Ajax Spray n' Wipe television commercials appeared from 1988 to 2010, all voiced by Robyn Moore singing a jingle to the tune of Ian Dury's song "Billericay Dickie."
Fill Me In #482: Thanks for the occasional effort!
Fill Me In #481: Igor and Constantine came in and moved me.
Fill Me In #480: Did anyone lose their job over Bad Cinderella?
Fill Me In #479: Intentional ignorance.
Fill Me In #478: 22-Down!
Fill Me In #477: All the great cats are hunters.
Fill Me In #476: Linguistic chaos gremlins.
Fill Me In #475: Something about facts.
Fill Me In #474: Can witches fly without brooms?
Fill Me In #473: The seventh is the last of seven.
Fill Me In #472: It's still just normal December.
Fill Me In #471: You're so California.
Fill Me In #470: Where my head stops, there's an amount of space.
Fill Me In #469: Benjamin Franklin's heyday was pre-1980s.
Fill Me In #468: Nary a snap.
Fill Me In #467: As the tub gets emptier, the diction falters.
Fill Me In #466: The Mongol Empire is known for its sentiment.
Fill Me In #465: Maybe they greased up their rooves.
Fill Me In #464: The worst Hanukkah prayer.
Fill Me In #463: Solve a crossword and remain a pagan.
Fill Me In #462: So I have to fatten up my foot.
Fill Me In #461: Intense and very a lot.
Fill Me In #460: The Zimmerzine Teaser
Fill Me In #459: Everything since then has been a gradual retreat.
Fill Me In #458: If stubborn foolishness wins out.
Fill Me In #457: The three audiences of Ryan Hecht.
Fill Me In #456: Why would you go to a place, the point of which is dipping sauce?
Fill Me In #455: Reflecting on this quirk of English.
Fill Me In #454: Why is there all of a sudden a bee?
Fill Me In #453: Five minutes later, be in the middle of a meal.
Fill Me In #452: So there were cherries.
Fill Me In #451: Let me lick it.
Fill Me In #450: Behind you lies a stove.
Fill Me In #449: From whence the finger snaps.
Fill Me In #448: Hoodies were going on, hoodies were coming off.
Fill Me In #447: When was the height of balls?
Fill Me In #446: Too much California and not enough airplanes.
Fill Me In #445: Ice cream with the added impact of root beer.
Fill Me In #444: If you don't have a baby, you have a problem.
Fill Me In #443: I have about ten years until I reach double Papelbon.
Fill Me In #442: Permanently distanced from perfection.
Fill Me In #441: Protected vellum out of a sleeve.
Fill Me In #440: They mask their torpidity in a veneer of cleverness.
Fill Me In #439: I am not going to enjoy the end of this.
Fill Me In #438: Once the tiger goes extinct, you're left with Gena Rowlands.
Fill Me In #437: The theme is the pimento.
Fill Me In #436: Whence this confidence?
Fill Me In #435: Looking back fondly on the days when we could hurkle-durkle in peace.
Fill Me In #434: Okay, Godot.
Fill Me In #433: Bags come from crates. And what's a crate? A box.
Fill Me In #432: I'd like a very gently vermouthy martini.
Fill Me In #431: One minutia, two minutiae.
Fill Me In #430: Announced first, heard last … and something about bulls.
Fill Me In #429: A vast array of prosthetic beards.
Fill Me In #428: We have a Jack Nicholson collection connection.
Fill Me In #427: Tom Hanks does not steal eggs.
Fill Me In #426: Rooked by ambiguous that does not give me asymptonic memory relapse.
Fill Me In #425: Schtick in your thirties becomes lifestyle choices in your fifties.
Fill Me In #424: Now don't you wish you'd traded it for Paul McCartney?
Fill Me In #423: Remember when we talked about Jotto the last time? We're going to do it again in two years.
Fill Me In #422: Puddle to Mamaragan to plasma to ocean.
Fill Me In #421: I don't know what the table is.
Fill Me In #420: All the same stories, none of the same characters.
Fill Me In #419: We have a lot of alternative grains.
Fill Me In #418: Their names seem like phonetic anagrams of each other.
Fill Me In #417: There's nothing less scary than an inactive volcano.
Fill Me In #416: It's not just a different tempo, it's a whole new song.
Fill Me In #415: Here we go, Cheerios, let's ruin your life.
Fill Me In #414: It is not doing the thing that hot dogs does.
Fill Me In #413: Irreversible binomials.
Fill Me In #412: The foofier, the taddier.
Fill Me In #411: You're relegated down, and you're uplegated up.
Fill Me In #410: It was confusing and also not confusing at the same time.
Fill Me In #409: Not as cool as monkeys!
Fill Me In #408: We're trying to get Zoom-bombed, and it's not working!
Fill Me In #407: The internet is an umbrage machine.
Fill Me In #406: I'm just trying to stay within myself.
Fill Me In #405: Remembered briefly, then quickly forgotten.
Fill Me In #404: They have liquid in them to help calibrate your horizon.
Fill Me In #403: Everybody stumbling on the red carpet and just kind of collapsing on their way into the grand hall.
Fill Me In #402: The bitter vetch.
Fill Me In #401: The world is getting away from us, Ryan.
Fill Me In #400: If you like all these things about the movie, just go watch the movie!
Fill Me In #399: They have snacks and the lord.
Fill Me In #398: It fructified like vegetation in steamy heat.
Fill Me In #397: Phonetic spellings of overdramatized performances.
Fill Me In #396: You cannot have anything other than a real experience when you're watching 'Stayin' Alive.'
Fill Me In #395: The build of June.
Fill Me In #394: Is there a pungency scale for horseradish?
Fill Me In #393: I said, "What's poppin?" and he said, "Corn."
Fill Me In #392: You have been subsumed.
Fill Me In #391: 1983 was a sketchy time.
Fill Me In #390: The great papal headwear schism.
Fill Me In #389: I don't know the coin equivalent of a comic book.
Fill Me In #388: I wanted this to be a celebration, not an embarrassment.
Fill Me In #387: It may not be sultry, but it slaps.
Fill Me In #386: There's a whole suite of obfuscators.
Fill Me In #385: These things don't have guacamole in common.
Fill Me In #384: The natural gaseous amalgamation.
Fill Me In #383: I kept this secondly for a reason.
Fill Me In #382: What is keeping Jupiter together?
Fill Me In #381: It happened, and you weren't in it.
Fill Me In #380: Milk is before Mr. Baseball.
Fill Me In #379: Waaay better than an anary.
Fill Me In #378: It's a little like radio signals to Saturn.
Fill Me In #377: The last stop on the WOTY junket.
Fill Me In #376: Thank you for that emotional ride.
Fill Me In #375: Not exactly sure what kind of animal Flounder is.
Fill Me In #374: I don't understand it, but I love talking about it.
Fill Me In #373: Slap it on where it hurts.
Fill Me In #372: I have retroactive wiseness.
Fill Me In #371: 56% sugar by weight.
Fill Me In #370: I don't know if it's quartz or tornado.
Fill Me In #369: That's billion with a B.
Fill Me In #368: Oh my god, another goose.
Fill Me In #367: "Why?" is the bigger one … and "How?" comes in second.
Fill Me In #366: It'll be November soon. You know that because Ryan is miserable.
Fill Me In #365: A different awkward from the normal awkward.
Fill Me In #364: Utterly devoid of value and form.
Fill Me In #363: Ryan, you're exploding with amazement.
Fill Me In #362: Soap bubbles, sophomores, and the breakfast test.
Fill Me In #361: I'm on board only because I followed the cool people, not because I understand where the train is going.
Fill Me In #360: I can sacrifice one Dorito to the street.
Fill Me In #359: Still trying to jump the shark, a whole season later.
Fill Me In #358: Super hot and neck-and-neck.
Fill Me In #357: The best conspiracies have a grain of truth in them.
Fill Me In #356: They once will have bumped.
Fill Me In #355: I think it's disgusting, but it's the only way she eats 'em.
Fill Me In #354: People could just pin a beard straight onto my face.
Fill Me In #353: Why not Marco Polo, Alan Arbesfeld?
Fill Me In #352: A piper's age.
Fill Me In #351: I cannot multitask the acceptance of stimuli.
Fill Me In #350: I can demolish a challenge just like that carpet can demolish Deb.
Fill Me In #349: The amount of rowdy that is too rowdy is any amount of rowdy.
Fill Me In #348: An abundance of 7-letter musicals.
Fill Me In #347: Mutual eponymity.
Fill Me In #346: In which Brian is told he's a bad man.
Fill Me In #345: I understand what it could be, but I'm pretty sure what it is.
Fill Me In #344: There's no expiration on glory.
Fill Me In #343: There is definitely a salt sprinkle to be had at the end.
Fill Me In #342: The onset of the extra toasty business.
Fill Me In #341: It was not, in this case, clambakos.
Fill Me In #340: If it's not for the audience, what is the point? (or, I might read more poetry if it was about meat.)
Fill Me In #339: There are shepherds now, but there were eclogues then.
Fill Me In #338: I've got a pint of ice cream and I know who to give it to.
Fill Me In #337: Ryan Hecht is a disappointing experience.
Fill Me In #336: Today's episode is dedicated to Harold T. Bers.
Fill Me In #335: I had a phone call with a yegg once.
Fill Me In #334: How about Lassie?
Fill Me In #333: Dude, I could wreck you.
Fill Me In #332: Death tastes good on toasted rye.
Fill Me In #331: Let's wreak some joy out there.
Fill Me In #330: One wrecking ball away from heaven.
Fill Me In #329: Cryptics, cryptics, (almost) nothing but cryptics!
Fill Me In #328: 85% quality content; 15% pants.
Fill Me In #327: I think I'm expressing the amount of surprise I have.
Fill Me In #326: You would make that up 60-fold.
Fill Me In #325: Why are they both named after cold things?
Fill Me In #324: You can see how their interest just evaporated.
Fill Me In #323: The Greek alphabet is out to get us.
Fill Me In #322: I can't see it, and I can't say it.
Fill Me In #321: If it makes you happy and doesn't hurt anyone.
Fill Me In #320: Walter assistant.
Fill Me In #319: A superfluity of nuns.
Fill Me In #318: It's like Shakespeare and Shaggy teamed up to write stage directions.
Fill Me In #317: An expert in sconces.
Fill Me In #316: Chances are the British are coming!
Fill Me In #315: Carrot cake is the gefilte fish of cake.
Fill Me In #314: There's no juice in a nut.
Fill Me In #313: You never forget a smell.
Fill Me In #312: Lesson from life: when you touch it, it doesn't work.
Fill Me In #311: Disemvowelment ... in which the object "ass" is implied.
Fill Me In #310: I smoked a chicken last night.
Fill Me In #309: It's going to eat the malt.
Fill Me In #308: In which matzo ball soup is a salad.
Fill Me In #307: How many gallons go down in a flush?
Fill Me In #306: Gonzo would eat anything for an audience.
Fill Me In #305: It could be called "The Kathryn Sigh" … It could be called "The Kathryn Leaves The Room" question ...
Fill Me In #304: One box at a time.
Fill Me In #303: We have three pounds of cream cheese in today's show.
Fill Me In #302: Not hanging out with us, and enjoying his hair.
Fill Me In #301: Whether you like it or not, the password is Scott Conant.
Fill Me In #300: Have we started?
Fill Me In #299: I spend a lot of my time subtracting things from reality.
Fill Me In #298: Hexagons don't look like flowers.
Fill Me In #297: 3-Down!
Fill Me In #296: Tomorrow's lunch today.
Fill Me In #295: I like the vegetables.
Fill Me In #294: For the benefit of people.
Fill Me In #293: She's not duplicitous like you are.
Fill Me In #292: Achy, sweaty, like my eyes were uncomfortable.
Fill Me In #291: It depends on how you look at it.
Fill Me In #290: But if you went there to ski, it's not the best.
Fill Me In #289: The goal is going to be to tolerate hot sauce while solving a cryptic crossword puzzle.
Fill Me In #288: The goal is the sauce, not the chicken.
Fill Me In #287: The threshold for the outside voice has dropped.
Fill Me In #286: Several shout-outs did not make the final cut, but we love you all the same.
Fill Me In #285: We built a fence.
Fill Me In #284: Neville likes a tidy wallet.
Fill Me In #283: Not garbage – they are actual pants.
Fill Me In #282: I listen best if I'm not also talking at the same time.
Fill Me In #281: I lured you in with baseball, and then slapped you in the face with the prime minister.
Fill Me In #280: The giggles are far from over.
Fill Me In #279: Four humans, one podcast; none of them is macaroni salad.
Fill Me In #278: Yes Arizona, no Gertie.
Fill Me In #277: This imagined opponent who claims that it's a triple decker.
Fill Me In #276: You just put an omelet on the pile.
Fill Me In #275: Are you happy or are you frustrated?
Fill Me In #274: We are not to be trusted.
Fill Me In #273: Don't repeat a clue.
Fill Me In #272: A secretary for someone else's solution.
Fill Me In #271: It's where money intersects pounds.
Fill Me In #270: "Style" without the S; "Rattle" without the attle.
Fill Me In #269: Screwery is a beer from Croatia.
Fill Me In #268: Welcome to reality.
Fill Me In #267: These are probably the best pies in London.
Fill Me In #266: A constant monologue of disappointment about my hair.
Fill Me In #265: E-ZPass is an escrow service for my tolls.
Fill Me In #264: What does floating up with Grandpa Joe have to do with getting better at puzzles?
Fill Me In #263: Are you sheepish about talking about that truth?
Fill Me In #262: I knew in my mind that it wasn't about pasta.
Fill Me In #261: There are no tolls on Easy Street.
Fill Me In #260: Gotta go win another Pulitzer Prize. See you later.
Fill Me In #259: He does detail ... in very detailed detail ...
Fill Me In #258: I want you to take some ownership for what I just said.
Fill Me In #257: The denial of impending September.
Fill Me In #256: We have out-somethinged the fox.
Fill Me In #255: Blanket. Blanket? No, umbrella.
Fill Me In #254: Of all the things that are possible, that's certainly one of them.
Fill Me In #253: We are your rock.
Fill Me In #252: It's not slowing me down any.
Fill Me In #251: Here's a picture of an elephant playing basketball.
Fill Me In #250: I know more about cousins than I know about rugby.
Fill Me In #249: Mamma Mia single-handedly ruined the American musical theater (a powerful title, even if this conversation got cut from the interview).
Fill Me In #248: 1-Across Percent
Fill Me In #247: The Great Vowel Shift (ca. 1400-1700)
Fill Me In #246: Make a better choice!
Fill Me In #245: Can I have a brief moment of didacticism about cereal?
Fill Me In #244: The hidden secrets of the spreadsheet.
Fill Me In #243: How do you map?
Fill Me In #242: The value of pants.
Fill Me In #241: There is no consistency.
Fill Me In #240: It's too blinky and bells ringing.
Fill Me In #239: What is the halfway point of things?
Fill Me In #238: Can you split the difference between what it was and what it is?
Fill Me In #237: No one will ever learn the majesty of your Foley work.
Fill Me In #236: Rememberable? That's a word.
Fill Me In #235: I like making my own bubbles.
Fill Me In #234: Yelling words with undertones of melodic intent.
Fill Me In #233: Once upon a time, it was a clean place.
Fill Me In #232: I am a frontiersman.
Fill Me In #231: The cranky icing on the cranky cake.
Fill Me In #230: It's my fault, I take it back, how about a lanyard …?
Fill Me In #229: It's fun when your home town has the team that's doing the thing.
Fill Me In #228: Smoothness creates less friction.
Fill Me In #227: A fine ribbon of red cloth.
Fill Me In #226: Get what it's called!
Fill Me In #225: We do things in convoluted, backwards, and unpredictable ways.
Fill Me In #224: The world is messing with you, and you had no idea.
Fill Me In #223: Okay, so you have nine innocent sheep ...
Fill Me In #222: Morning Ryan's arbitrary examples.
Fill Me In #221: Nine more seconds, and none of this would have happened.
Fill Me In #220: Step 1, boil the oil; step 2, submerge the bird.
Fill Me In #219: A nice piece of isolation.
Fill Me In #218: Maybe that's part of the master plan, denying it.
Fill Me In #217: It implies a presumption that is true.
Fill Me In #216: Cynical commentary through guttural noises.
Fill Me In #215: I won't make you the password.
Fill Me In #214: Adages are weak.
Fill Me In #213: A gorilla is one example of many things that are large.
Fill Me In #212: I bet Sam Donaldson keeps his awards.
Fill Me In #211: 72 minutes of fun, say
Fill Me In #210: The Song about the Curry
Fill Me In #209: It seems like we're living in a hellscape.
Fill Me In #208: Is it possible to lose sight of the ball through the camouflage of one's hat?
Fill Me In #207: Doesn't meat not want to be left out?
Fill Me In #206: We evolved into the heightening bone.
Fill Me In #205: But if I start going east, I'll continue going east forever.
Fill Me In #204: Is there something else white and crumbly you can put on top of feta and cauliflower?
Fill Me In #203: Bantercast
Fill Me In #202: Let's roll dice and pretend to be monsters.
Fill Me In #201: American crosswords : cryptic crosswords :: baseball : cricket
Fill Me In #200: An innocent person has no defense.
Fill Me In #199: Facts can be pejorative, it turns out. (Or, two pieces of naan with something spread in the middle.)
Fill Me In #198: If you don't want me to watch the ball, you can go get it out of the ocean.
Fill Me In #197: We got totally slammed for Aladdin.
Fill Me In #196: The absolute horror of real life.
Fill Me In #195: If there's a conversation to be had at all, it must be amongst the animals.
Fill Me In #194: $63,286
Fill Me In #193: A toilet-like spiral to hell (or, this is not what youth looks like)
Fill Me In #192: Leave this hand away from you.
Fill Me In #191: Quahogs as big as your head.
Fill Me In #190: Hello, Americans
Fill Me In #189: These are very, very clever questions, and you are butchering this experience.
Fill Me In #188: Ryan WHO?
Fill Me In #187: Crossword Mysteries! The Musical
Fill Me In #186: The best most delicious food in the whole world is reward pizza.
Fill Me In #185: Between me and progress is my lack of time.
Fill Me In #184: If anyone is near Tyler, nudge him.
Fill Me In #183: Okay, you're royalty — Lord Ryan of the Hecht
Fill Me In #182: Dad raves, that's gonna be the next topic.
Fill Me In #181: What seems like nonsense is just cleverly disguised brilliance.
Fill Me In #180: Begone, optimism! (with special guest cohost Laura Braunstein)
Fill Me In #179: Could be the best tasting lettuce and tomato hamburger ... ever!
Fill Me In #178: I am nuts with the California version
Fill Me In #177: Agitate them to make a lot of extra potato-ness
Fill Me In #176: [Middle of a backpack] is a terrible clue.
Fill Me In #175: You must velvet the beef.
Fill Me In #174: What, there are only three beasts and a title?
Fill Me In #173: I know English; I know nothing else. (or, six French things that don't revolve.)
Fill Me In #172: How does it feel to want?
Fill Me In #171: Take him away, boys!
Fill Me In #170: That's a long time to listen to the crinkling of cellophane.
Fill Me In #169: Puzzlegirl doesn't want to talk about sandwiches.
Fill Me In #168: This is Ryan Hecht. He's alive.
Fill Me In #167: Understand the concept rather than arguing the semantics.
Fill Me In #166: How do you pronounce it, "mauve" or "mauve"?
Fill Me In #165: When Were Refrigerators?
Fill Me In #164: We are bootylicious.
Fill Me In #163: An Isotope of Toast
Fill Me In #162: A Starburst of Hooray
Fill Me In #161: We're Off To Do the Podcast...
Fill Me In #160: You Were Silent, And Then You Just Agreed With Me
Fill Me In #159: Semantic Shift Happens
Fill Me In #158: People Coming Together To Do Something Positive
Fill Me In #157: The Number One Cream Cheese Delivery System
Fill Me In #156: There is a Big Difference Between a Plate and Pizza
Fill Me In #155: A Taco Is No Different Than a Peanut Butter Bender
Fill Me In #154: The Purest Form of the Hunt
Fill Me In #153: The Original Marshmallow Sandwich
Fill Me In #152: We've Abandoned TWO Cars on the Highway
Fill Me In #151: The Good Name of Quality Scansion
Fill Me In #150: A Bowl of Liquid With Stuff in It.
Fill Me In #149: The Cleverness of Interlocking Words
Fill Me In #148: I Don't Know How the Other Legs Work
Fill Me In #147: 30% Overdone Silkscreening
Fill Me In #146: I'm Slow, I'm Busy, I'm Tired...
Fill Me In #145: Isn't This All About a Sandwich in Connecticut?
Fill Me In #144: Basketball and Silence
Fill Me In #143: Suddenly, See More
Fill Me In #142: The Water Wall
Fill Me In #141: Big Crunch, Intense
Fill Me In #140: Ciao, Ragazzi!
Fill Me In #139: We're sorry, Peter.
Fill Me In #138: Take Two
Fill Me In #137: The Coincidence of Language.
Fill Me In #136: The podcast of then.
Fill Me In #135: Have a goat.
Fill Me In #134: I have done zero preparation for this episode.
Fill Me In #133: How did you learn about the word 'plethora'?
Fill Me In #132: Is there something in your box that you didn't order?
Fill Me In #131: Palindrome!
Fill Me In #130: Fifty-three Fridays.
Fill Me In #129: Inuktitut syllabics.
Fill Me In #128: A power of two.
Fill Me In #127: Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
Fill Me In #126: "Alphabological and Others" by Pat Sajak.
Fill Me In #125: We've figured out how hereditation works.
Fill Me In #124: We are experts in ramen noodles.
Fill Me In #123: It's the all-vowel show (including the 'enwah').
Fill Me In #122: We're throwing muffins in the kitchen.
Fill Me In #121: In which we reune with Studio A.
Fill Me In #120: Gression.
Fill Me In #119: Office hours are on Wednesday afternoon.
Fill Me In #118: An acronym of an anagram.
Fill Me In #117: Pick one -- baldness or dementia.
Fill Me In #116: PICKLES SINGS!
Fill Me In #115: A complete success, for the most part.
Fill Me In #114: ROFLCOPTER -- Franklin's stealing third!
Fill Me In #113: Would you please take the vuvuzela home and practice?
Fill Me In #112: Context, no context
Fill Me In #111: Insalvageable.
Fill Me In #110: Your extrapolation is not my failure.
Fill Me In #109: In case you ever wondered what would happen if Ryan wasn't available…
Fill Me In #108: Featuring "Jag on a Hank" -- unplugged.
Fill Me In #107: The drug of the puzzle world is the "a-ha moment."
Fill Me In #106: Happy birthday, Solomon of "The Stare."
Fill Me In #105: My baton is more legitimate than yours.
Fill Me In #104: Now my new fork has fallen.
Fill Me In #103: No tangents… Go!
Fill Me In #102: One step below adequacy.
Fill Me In #101: Does it involve running?
Fill Me In #100: Lifetime!
Fill Me In #99: Ease on down, ease on down the road.
Fill Me In #98: Pump up and air out.
Fill Me In #97: The most ginormous thirty-eight minutes you'll ever hear.
Fill Me In #96: Release the Kraken!
Fill Me In #95: This is the gloaming.
Fill Me In #94: Season Three Premiere! (or, "What in the world is 'zambesi and oat'?")
Fill Me In #93: Season Finale - the 2010 ACPT
Fill Me In #92: ACPT - Here we come!
Fill Me In #91: Superbowl Tuesday!
Fill Me In #90: This episode has been placed in your capable hands.
Fill Me In #89: Remember when Episodes 87 and 88 were issued on vinyl?
Fill Me In #88: Plantinum limb and addled gain gives the bird (9).
Fill Me In #87: Please forgive us, for we did not know that Venkatasubramanyan rhymes with bunion.
Fill Me In #86: We call this one "Happy New Year, everyone!"
Fill Me In #85: Mohammed and Crosscan, leaders in their own way.
Fill Me In #84: I am the music; you are the circus.
Fill Me In #83: In which you'll wish Ryan had never started with the whole Thor thing.
Fill Me In #82: It started as a stick, but then I called it a podcast.
Fill Me In #81: Shut that damn bouzouki up!
Fill Me In #80: This one night, Charlize Theron tickled my stomach.
Fill Me In #79: Go to Connecticut, take a right, and just keep going.
Fill Me In #78: A random sort of thing.
Fill Me In #77: The Phillies super cream cheese monkey a*s suck.
Fill Me In #76: The dictionary is the enemy of the podcast.
Fill Me In #75: [They may go up in a plane.]
Fill Me In #74: And if you went to Vassar, we'll say your name next week.
Fill Me In #73: A small break from daily doctrination.
Fill Me In #72: …and Bingo was his name-o.
Fill Me In #71: I'm in a ukulele band.
Fill Me In #70: Buon giorno, Gionata Papelbuono!
Fill Me In #69: The Oracle, The Innovator, the Math Teacher of Xan Vongsathorn's Sister.
Fill Me In #68: Breaking news - Lollapuzzoola is finally over!
Fill Me In #67: Jab rhymes with cab and lons rhymes with Fonz.
Fill Me In #66: Try being nicer.
Fill Me In #65: Nom nom nom
Fill Me In #64: The Peter Gordon Show
Fill Me In #63: If you were a flute, what kind of animal would you be?
Fill Me In #62: The Brooklyn-Queens Expressway, an anagram thereof.
Fill Me In #61: Unedited, unplugged, unlistened.
Fill Me In #60: There's a bobcat in our bag.
Fill Me In #59: Reduced to a PG-13 rating (now without nudity, foul language or humor)
Fill Me In #58: Hey people who don't listen to us - why aren't you listening?
Fill Me In #57: Please find us Christina Applegate. We think you're awesome.
Fill Me In #56: Numquam uidi iniquius certationem comparatam …
Fill Me In #55: We're on Abe Vigoda time.
Fill Me In #54: Take your lederhosen and get out of here!
Fill Me In #53: Something old, something new, something borrowed … and a buzzer.
Fill Me In #52: Would you like to sponsor our lack of sponsorship?
Fill Me In #51: Hooray! It's our milespone episode!
Fill Me In #50: Thunder vs. Lightning
Fill Me In #49: The Contest
Fill Me In #48: Aaaaand…
Fill Me In #47: Nicknames, and their relative deservedness.
Fill Me In #46: Season Two "Prem-yah"
Fill Me In #45: Finally, the final finale.
Fill Me In #44: We met him at a bar… on a Saturday…
Fill Me In #43: Season Finale - The 2009 ACPT
Fill Me In #42: [Insert kickass title here.]
Fill Me In #41: The cold open.
Fill Me In #40: Jell-O in a box.
Fill Me In #39: Jonesin' for Podcasts
Fill Me In #38, Parts 1 & 2: Too much to squeeze in there. / Beating a dead horse.
Fill Me In #37: Pie-thagorean Squares (and other math that doesn't exist)
Fill Me In #36: Rhymes with puzzle.
Fill Me In #35: Slice this open and cry!
Fill Me In #34: The Song of the Volga Boatmen.
Fill Me In #33: Interview-less, and thus, title-less.
Fill Me In #32: Oh Canada.
Fill Me In #31: You Be The Judge.
Fill Me In #30: Life as a Monday - an interview with Andrea Carla Michaels
Fill Me In #29: Election day results - pancakes or tacos? Which would you pick?
Fill Me In #28: Except it might be #029, but we lost the old #028, so this is now #028.
Fill Me In #27: Can't we leave one open, professor?
Fill Me In #26: Now with sprinkles of smarterness!
Fill Me In #25: Brian goes to plaid.
Fill Me In #24: Put a sock in it. (2x)
Fill Me In #23: Want some snacks?
Fill Me In #22: The period goes inside the quote.
Fill Me In #21: We have a caller!
Fill Me In #20: Broken microphone and all.
Fill Me In #19: No time! No puzzles!
Fill Me In #18: The crossing of two fruits.
Fill Me In #17: Longer than it needs to be.
Fill Me In #16: Six puzzles for the price of seven.
Fill Me In #15: We remain nameless, and yet we forge ahead.
Fill Me In #14: Nicknames, vowels and Vanna White
Fill Me In #13: Gotta buy a pole
Fill Me In #12: Long distance submarines
Fill Me In #11: Ground beef and moderate anger.
Fill Me In #10: Return of the good(ish) sound quality.
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