episode ninety-one: Measuring tape awareness day

This episode... it fought back, I tell you what. But we finally wrangled it into some sort of shape. I'mma go with "parallelogram," because it looks like it's about to fall over, but it's a shape, anyway. We meant to get this out when we were still in the throes of the holiday season, but hey, it's Winnie the Pooh Day, and I reckon that's worth celebrating. It's also National Michigan day, soooooo, go, Michigan, I guess. You've been listening to: Shannon Perry as Madeline and Olivia Lee Shackleford as Pluto for the last time, Aaron Clark as le Bichon Frise and Ben Eric Perry as Howard, Joe, and Dr von Haber Zetzer Tim Sherburn as Colin and Emily Chrisi Talyn Saje as Julie Kevin Hall as Greg David S Dear as Dr Theo Bromae Bonnie Brantley as Jessie and Donna Sarah Rhea Werner as Pipistrelle Sarah Golding as Mrs Sheffield Kyle Jones is your Narrator 2, and Chris Nadolny Gourley is your Narrator Our music is by John Faley, and our artwork is by Lucas Elliott (keep an eye out for Spy Grandma, coming from Simon & Schuster in Spring 2026!). Sarah Golding is our dialogue editor. Sound designer of this colossal mess is Shanon Perry. Oz 9 is written - apparently in her sleep - by that same Shannon Perry, which explains a lot. Oz 9 is a proud member of the Fable and Folly Network! Please check out our sibling shows at fableandfolly.com and support our sponsors. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Om Podcasten

It's Spring 2142 (a Tuesday), and Gated Galaxies has launched its 400 Oz-8000 ships, each carrying 50,000 "resting guests" to, hopefully, a new home on a shiny, brand-new planet. Except this whole "terraform and take over" idea isn't actually the plan; the real plan is far more nefarious and involves a great deal of cackling. But those aboard the ships don't know that, so off they toodle (those that make it out of Earth's atmosphere, at least), all shiny and optimistic. This is the story of one of those ships – the Oz 9 – and its tiny crew of hopeless incompetents. So far, they've been in space half an hour and several hundred people are dead. So... bright future, clearly.