Craphound reading -- new podcast

Roy Trumbull (who previously recorded a free podcast of my story The Super Man and the Bugout) has just recorded another podcast, this time of my story Craphound, my first-ever professional publication. It's a nostalgic story about aliens who come to earth for our yardsales and the humans whom they befriend. It's the third audio adaptation so far, and it sounds great. Roy's a terrific reader.

Craphound had wicked yard-sale karma, for a rotten, filthy alien bastard. He was too good at panning out the single grain of gold in a raging river of uselessness for me not to like him -- respect him, anyway. But then he found the cowboy trunk. It was two months' rent to me and nothing but some squirrelly alien kitsch-fetish to Craphound.

So I did the unthinkable. I violated the Code. I got into a bidding war with a buddy. Never let them tell you that women poison friendships: in my experience, wounds from women-fights heal quickly; fights over garbage leave nothing behind but scorched earth.

Craphound spotted the sign -- his karma, plus the goggles in his exoskeleton, gave him the advantage when we were doing 80 kmh on some stretch of back-highway in cottage country. He was riding shotgun while I drove, and we had the radio on to the CBC's summer-Saturday programming: eight weekends with eight hours of old radio dramas: "The Shadow," "Quiet Please," "Tom Mix," "The Crypt-Keeper" with Bela Lugosi. It was hour three, and Bogey was phoning in his performance on a radio adaptation of _The African Queen_. I had the windows of the old truck rolled down so that I could smoke without fouling Craphound's breather. My arm was hanging out the window, the radio was booming, and Craphound said "Turn around! Turn around, now, Jerry, now, turn around!"

Craphound on Internet Archive, MP3 download

See also: Super Man and the Bugout reading: what if Superman had been a nice Jewish boy from Toronto



  1. while moving recently, I found all my old copies of Science Fiction Age, where Craphound first appeared. I miss that magazine!

  2. That’s Paul Pope!

    I’m a huge fan of his illustrations. Batman: Year 100 is required reading for Dark Knight fans.

    Admission: He was two years ahead of me in high school and I had a monster crush on his sister.

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