WeWow on the Weekend

You got the confetti ready, Reds?

“Introducing, two What's in a WoW, people who WoW edition!”

That's right, this is a brand new revamp getting to know you game show that separates the WoWs from the WoWs of some of the world's most interesting people. We're talking people with the coolest jobs.

Amazing, real kids like you, and more.

Oh, can pigeons be featured? That's a great question, I'll have to ask the host. Oh, you're right, I am the host, Reggie. Um, well, I'll get back to you on that. Hmm, anyhow, to celebrate this brand new revamp to What's in a WoW, people who WoW edition,

I am throwing a huge WoW party! That's right, WoW party for the members of the world organization of WoWs.

Oh, why is it a WoW party?

Well, that's because this new revamp version of two What's in a WoW, the people who WoW edition is not just for your earballs, Reggie, it's also for your eyeballs.

“And, if you want to get a sneak peek, we're playing the very first episode on Saturday, May 2nd,”

in a member's only WoW party. And, not a member yet, grown up, signed up today at tinkercast.com/wow to join the party. And, if you're already a member, mark your calendars for May 2nd at 7pm East Coast time and visit our event page for more information on how to join. We can't wait for you to hear and watch new episodes of two What's in a WoW, people who

WoW later this May, but until then, let's get back to the show! Hello and welcome to WoW on the weekend, I'm your host Dennis, and that's Reggie. The giant pigeon, right right right here is my co-host, and my best friend, and pickleball partner.

“This says the show where we hang out and chit chat and answer questions from our fans and”

listen to tinkercast podcasts. So, Reggie, what's new? WoW, you took a bike ride, that's fine. Oh, a sky bike ride, what's that? WoW, it sounds like a lot of flapping and paddling, but in a fun way.

Let me just crack the old diary/memoir open and I'll tell you in a new segment I like to call, "Dude Dyerie!" "Dude Dyerie, it's me again, riding to you, and sharing with my fans, dear Dyerie, let's take a look, and meet other cool stuff that I wrote down here." Dear Dyerie, how are you?

I am fine. Today, I saw Mindy talking to Guy in her backyard. Oh, hey, Mindy. But I couldn't hear them so good, so I decided to go for an afternoon snoot in Mindy's gingerbread garden chat.

I'm going to go snoot, but once I got to the shed, I still couldn't hear them so good. So, I tried to get out, when the door was locked. So, I decided to climb out of a window, but I got stuck, and then while I was stuck, I squarely squarely climbed up the side of the shed to say, "Hi!" "Oh, I squareled, I mean, I'm snooping, and I'm stuck."

And then, it bit me on the nose, so cute, but so biting.

Finally, I managed to push myself back inside the shed, and I fell into a pile of watering

cans. I got up, dusted myself off, and tripped over a lake. And then, I fell into a pile of mulch.

So, I settled down for a nice nap.

“When I finally woke up, someone had pushed me all the way home in Mindy's wheelbarrow.”

"Hey, what the--what the--what the--how do I get here?" "Oh, it was you." "Thanks, Reggie." "D." "And."

"Bye, Dennis." "What'd you think, Reggie?" "No! Only I can read my diary." "It's secret."

"Okay. Next up is a little segment I like to call." "And side. Tinkercast studio." "Uh-huh, uh-huh, inside Dinkercast studios."

This is the part where we revisit an episode of one of my favorite Dinkercast shows.

“And today, we're listening to "Wow in the World" season 3 episode 6 called "Duck Duck Poop."”

A tale of symbiosis. "Aww, another Pope one." "What is it with, wow in the world, and poop?" "Hin!"

"It's always pooped, that's or pooped that."

"Or the poop true, or poop poop could joke." "It's like they think "Cop is funny or something." "Hin, ha, ha, ha, ha, real mature Reggie." "Okay. Here we go.

And play." "We will be right back, grown-ups, this message is for you." When 12-year-old Jewel stumbles into a time machine, an unexpected journey begins. Turns out, our planet looks different in the year 2100, Cyclones, Poison Tides, and algeos for breakfast, but how did we get here?

And can we turn back the clock? Well, that's up to you. Played safe?

“We'll risk it all as a member of the Midnight Rebellion, available wherever you listen.”

That's it! Now back to the show. "Wall in the world." "And then I said, "Oh, yeah, baby can talk." "Well, big, different, I can eat a fork."

"And I did right there in the middle of that buffet." "That was two weeks ago when I still haven't passed." "Okay. Okay. Thank you.

Grammar GeForce. That was a story.

And everyone else, thank you for joining us for our first annual Regional Library

StorySlam. Pot-look and pajama party sponsored in part by the Neckle Hut. "Oh, the Neckle Hut, a five-way 72, why, hi here, kids under three, get in three." "Many, is that Thomas Finkerling from the Neckle Hut?" "Oh, wow, coupons on the website, Neckle Hut not miss."

Our next storyteller of the evening is a person who owes an outstanding amount of debt to libraries across the region, and who has proven that even an indoor voice can become an outdoor voice if you really believe in yourself, please give a long overdue round of applause for you. "Many."

"Hey, thank you for that introduction and for just allowing me back into the library after that incident where I cooked one of your cookbooks. I know that my future here was kind of dicey for a little while after that, and it's just really, really good to be back." "No, no, please, thank you."

"Hold your knuckle cracking and applause. It's not that big of a deal, I'm just, that's my grandnall." "That's my grandnall." "That's my grandnall." "It's my best friend, don't love me, you got this."

"Okay, well, today I would like to share with you a non-fiction story about a duck." "Yeah, non-fiction." "What, factual assertions are sweet?" "And it goes a little something like this."

"Sorry, it's taking me a second to unscroll the story."

"Okay, here we go. Once upon a time, there was a duck." "What was the duck's name?" "Uh, I don't know if it had a name, it was, it was just a duck." "I want to wrestle the Batman waffles."

"What?" "It was a real fire quack, or I'll tell you what." "Hey, you're me, L.G. Force, I want to hear about the duck." "Well, stop it, cover my girl name." "Okay, can we just get back to the story, please?"

"Ooh, I love stories, what's it about?"

food duckweed."

“And this particular duckweed had a name, and its name was Wolfia Columbiana, known for being”

one of the tiniest, tiniest flowering plants ever found in nature.

"Oh, yes, duckweed. You know, guys, there is some buzz in the health food community that duckweed, when grown in clean water, could be the next superfood, which means that other superfoods like kale and quinoa could be getting some healthy competition. In fact, some places in Southeast Asia, they're already on it.

This is so exciting! "Come on, oh, sorry, sorry." And once this duck ate all the duckweed, he could fit into his little ducky belly.

“He would fly off to another pond containing no duckweed, and there, he would drop off”

a magical gift. "What in the world wide web are you talking about? Magical gift? Like a Christmas present from Santa?"

"Bin that duck, wrap the present first."

"Hoo, question, we want details, now what kind of wrapping paper was it?" "Well, actually, in a way, this duck did wrap this magical gift. He wrapped it in his own poop." "You see, this duck would bottle all around, open it up like nobody's beeswax." And then, with almost every poop, a new duckweed plant would appear, and then multiply,

and before he knew it, the entire pond was covered in a thick, emerald green carpet of duckweed. "Whoa, whoa, wait a minute here, Mindy. If there's one thing I know about duckweed, it's that it has the ability to copy itself or multiply, and even if the duck in your story ate the duckweed plant earlier, it's not like it's poop would have anything to do with why it would suddenly appear in this new pond."

"Zee, say that what a magical mystery!" "Oh, I believe I've got it. Just like a chicken can lay an egg. The duck laid poop eggs filled with self-multiplying plants called duckweed." "Ooh, good thick and miss, Missy. See, ducks eat the only ones what poop eggs?" "Hem! Who is the post to be telling the story?"

"Oh, sister, sorry. Sorry."

“"Thank you. So, the question you should be asking is, how? How did this”

mysterious layer of duckweed suddenly appear in the very place where there was none?" And it was just a mere coincidence that the duckweed began to multiply from the exact spots where the duck was doing its bathroom business? Was there something magical about this poop? Or was it just a curious case of cold, hard science? "Yeah, I suppose magic poop ain't exactly non-fiction. Oh, I don't, I don't think

me. Big me. Yes, Guy Ross? Thank you for calling on me, Mindy. Now, if you'll all allow me to interject here." "Yeah, well, actually, I didn't see scientists have known for quite a long time that some birds carry certain seeds from place to place, and they do this through their digestive systems. And so, when they reach their destination, they, you know, they poop out viable seeds." "Hm? In viable, meaning that even after the seeds passed

the fruit, the birds digest of system, they still have the ability to germinate or to begin to grow." "Yes, and many seeds, including seeds of tomatoes, have incredibly strong protective layers, layers that protect the seed from anything that might threaten the teeny tiny growing plant baby inside of it." "That is true, Guy Ross." "I was born a plant baby." "Okay, well, um, thank you for that interjection." Now, you see everyone, the protective

layers of certain seeds are so strong that when swallowed by a bird or a duck, not even the

stomach acids can break through the shell. "Amazing. Now, would anyone mind if I got back to my

story now?" "Uh, quick question. Our ducks technically birds or fish." "You have a heart of a chicken of the seed." "Oh, you're calling a chicken." "Everyone, I am trying to tell you a story here." "Oh, sorry,

yes, so to solve this mystery of the scientific magic poop, a group of scientists from Southern

“Brazil entered the scene." One of them, a graduate student named Gileandro Silva, from Unisino's”

University in Brazil, was dressed head to toe in curiosity. "And I suppose he wanted to find out whether or not the duckweed was catching a ride in the feces or the poop of the duck as it traveled from one pond to the other." "Well, not only that, Guy Ross, but he also wanted to find out how a duck like this was able to spread seeds or pieces of duckweed plant from pond to pond."

"So what did he do?" "Well, he did what any good scientist would do, and he set out on a mission

to collect as much duck poop as he could possibly find." "Anything for science?" "And then,

“he took the duck poop back to his lab and stuck it into the freezer next to his mini-bagal pizza." "Anything”

for science?" "And that's when this story takes turn for the wow." Just as this scientist was digging into the duck poop, he noticed something very unusual. At first, he couldn't believe his eyes, so he pulled out his trusty magnifying glass and inched closer and closer and closer to the duck poop,

and he'll never guess what he found. "Milking dollars." Duckweed, whole bulbs of it, and get this.

They were all still completely intact. It looked almost exactly like all of the other duckweed that had not been pooped out of a duck. "Yeah, too. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute here, Mindy.

“You need to tell us that inside this duck poop that he collected, froze, saved, and dissected,”

that he found teeny, tiny duckweed plants, and they were all still perfectly intact." "Giraz," even after being swallowed, digested, and hooped out of the duck. "The plants were not only still intact, but they were also alive." "Wait a minute, and I'm saying that a lot, but Mindy, are you sure this wasn't just a one-time fluke of nature?" I mean, like we said, certain seeds can pass through a bird's digestive

system intact because they have that strong, protective casing, but you're talking about the plant itself. I can't see how it could possibly pass through all those stomach acids and survive. "Giraz, you're right to be skeptical of this discovery. In fact, even these researchers were shocked and surprised by what they found." So, to make sure that it wasn't just a one-time fluke of nature, they went back out into the field, collected even more duck poop this time from

three different ducks. Took it all back to the lab, and then picked the teeny, tiny bulbs of duckweed out of the poop one by one, and placed them in small glass petri dishes. "And petri dishes are these small shallow, round dishes that biologists used to do things like multiply bacteria." "Yes, that is a petri dish." "In fact, the petri dish is actually named after the famous German bacteriologist, Julius Ricardo Petri, who passed away in the year 1921.

"All Julius Petri, he was my roommate back in college." "How old are you?" "Thank you for that sidebar guy, Ros." "You're welcome." "As I was saying, in an effort to see whether or not these duckweed plants found in the different duck poops were still alive, these scientists put them into different petri dishes and waited, and waited, and one of these discovered." "Wait for it?" "I'm waiting." "Wait for it." "Wait for it." "And watch some of it,

but I bet to store it in our world." "Guys, everyone, not only did these scientists discover that many of the duckweed plants were still alive, but that they were multiplying." Before they knew

"So that means not even the stomach acids or the digestion process were able to stop this

“amazing plant from thriving." "In the words of Jeff Goldblum playing the role of Dr. Ian Malcom”

in the 1993 sci-fi adventure hit Jurassic Park, like a...fines away." "And then what?" "I'm sorry, what?" "You said the duckweed survived the digestion process. How did it do that?" "Oh, right, yes. So, actually the answer to that question is best left for the future of scientific exploration." "No, not a cliffhanger." "Well, these scientists still don't know. I mean, they do have a few theories, like maybe it has something to do with the round glow-blank shape of

this particular duckweed mixed with the fact that it's really, really small." "Which, I presume,

would help with the speed of digestion, giving it less time for those killer stomach acids to soak in." "A exacterito's, but for now, we still don't know for sure." "Well, I'm okay,

“oh, right now my self." "Oh, not finger line, not without me or not. I'm going too!"”

"Did they just, though, in conclusion, this duck continued to spread the ridges of duckweed to ponds and wetlands all over the world, one scientifically magical poop at a time. The end." "Mindy, everyone. Thank you for that inspiring story of pooping propagation. Next up, in our night at the library, stories lamp-pot-luck and pajama party, we're going to change into our pajamas, and then continue with more stories

before moving on to the pot-luck portion of the evenings." "No, please, ma'am. Changing is in the bathroom. Oh, no. That was a really fascinating story, Mindy." "I think Skyrazi." "You know, the relationship between the duck and the duckweed was a great example of symbiosis or the close relationship between two different organisms or living things." "Symbiosis." "Oh, yes, look at a symbiotic relationship." "Exactly. I was just reading about this,

and I learned that there are three different kinds of symbiotic relationships." "Yeah, and what are they?"

"The first is called mutualism, and that's the type of symbiotic relationship

where both organisms benefit or get something good out of the relationship."

“"Yeah, like in our friendship, remember that time I removed two of your wisdom teeth”

for you while you were sleeping, and then you gave them to me to make myself a pair of earrings?" "Uh, Mindy, I do not remember giving you my wisdom teeth to make earrings." "Well, do you remember complimenting me on them?" "Wow, those are some interesting earrings, Mindy, they look like real teeth." "That's because they are real teeth, gyros." "Really?" "You know, maybe a better example of mutualism would be the symbiotic

relationship between plants and pollinators." "Uh, yeah." "So a lot of flowering plants provide food like nectar or pollen for birds of bees and other pollinators, right?" "That's right. Very generous of those flowers." "But they get something out of it too. In return, the pollinators carry the pollen of the plant to other plants and fertilize them to help them reproduce." "The birds and the bees get to eat, and the plants get to survive and multiply."

"Exactoritos, and my duck story from earlier is also a really good example of mutualism." "Huh, that's right, the duckweed provided itself as food for the duck." "Yes, and in return, the duck would allow the duckweed to hit your ride in its poop." "And then, the duck would drop it off in a place that maybe needed duckweed." "In the duckweed, when multiplying, spread for more ducks to eat, a symbiotic relationship built in mutualism." "Whoa, pretty wow,

okay, so the next type of symbiotic relationship is commensalism." "Commensalism." "Oh wait, this is where only one species is helped, while the other is like no big deal either way." "Yes, in commensalism, only one species benefits while the other is neither helped nor harmed." "Like when I eat scraps from your compost bin, I get to enjoy all of your leftover pizza crust,

"You ate the pizza crust out of my compost bin?" "Let's not focus on where it came from, okay?"

"I'm just at you know where it is." "Okay, time for the third and final type of symbiotic relationship."

“"That would be parasitism." "Parasitism, I think I know where you're going with this one."”

"Parasitism is the type of symbiotic relationship where one organism or parasite benefits while the other organism suffers." "So parasitism is like when fleas or ticks stick themselves to dogs or cats and then live on their blood." "Yes." "Or that one time that you had that fungus attack the plants in your garden,

thriving on the life it sucked out of them?" "Yes or every time you take the wheels off my

car for a new invention or that time you shaped off my eyebrows while I was sleeping and

“gave them to Reggie for his birthday." "Okay technically Reggie benefited from your eyebrows”

more than I did, and it was only one eyebrow because you woke up halfway through." "Or that time I refrosted your entire gingerbread house and then I found you on the roof eating all of the hard

work that I had just put in." "Parasitism, symbiotic parasitism." "Well, Reggie is redden on my high and the bars."

"And risk ensuring these brides win in knuckles." "No way, Mr." "Looks like our favorite new symbiotic relationship is back." "Hey Graeme on GeForce,

“did you and Thomas Fingerling find out how the deck we'd was able to survive the deck's”

digestive system?" "Mmm, Fingerling over here couldn't find the car." "I told you I don't own a car. I use ride sharing mobile apps. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go look for a book on how to use ride sharing mobile apps in the car careful." "I'll look you up in the car and travel on." "What's like you might have to wait a little longer before we're able to solve this particular scientific mystery." "I kind of like that the more we know, the more scientific

mysteries reveal themselves." "Oh, speaking of scientific mysteries looks like Reggie is about to take the podium." "Reggie!" "Our next storyteller of the eating just flew into town and boy are his arms tired." "I'm sorry that should be wings." "Please give a warm round of applause for our resident library Pigeon Reggie." "Wow, that was so cool!" "Yeah, the docks in the duckweed have a symbiotic relationship. It's just like us Reggie." "Time! symbiosis means we have each other. I have

Reggie and B helps me with just like ducks and duckweed except we don't need each other or puppy each other out. Yeah." "Hey Reggie, guess what?" "I'm thirsty." "Yeah, let's wrap up the shall and go get bubble tea." "Uh-uh-uh." "Thanks all you listeners out there for tuning into WeWOW on the weekend." "If you have a question for me, call and leave me a message." "At 1, 8, 8, 8, 7, wow, wow." "That's 1, 8, 8, 8, 7, wow, wow." "And don't forget to call in with your super cold talents for the talent show." "Okay, should we do the

goodbye song?" "Here we go!" "Uh-uh-uh." "That's the end of the show. I need to go and get a taro multi with boba and red bean jelly." "But I'll do another show tomorrow. But for now, that's the end of the show. E-E-E-E-E-E-PY!"