Poog with Kate Berlant and Jacqueline Novak

Nerves cringe, fear wells up inside and doubt floods the way. A man arrives at Kate’s door and Jacqueline delivers a monologue. Unearthing the long lost comedy club cheque and dirty underwear — the hags are already convinced the saffron is working. Youtube is up on Kate’s TV, while Jacqueline is turning her’s off. Reading aloud on the ADD balance board, tea has always been the answer. Are you obses...

This week, Jacqueline’s on eastern time while Kate holds it down in pacific. The kind of pain others can see and ceaseless reinvention. When the computer takes the long way home and the case for stealing at the airport. Barfing in Denver, intuitive booking and full-body scans. A hard brush the morning before the dentist... when sickness hits. The Yogurt Shop Murders and harrowing Uber rides, galore. Good rapport, driving too ...

Frozen Poog is served. Mr. Novak has entered the group chat and fears of lyme disease resurface. Jacqueline explains the celebrity kook, while Kate takes the long walk home that heals. Naming the competitor and the Erewhon of New York. Playing the free thing off as a special treat... own up, folks. Kate won’t be shamed for eating fast and Jacqueline takes the new subway. The International postal system continues to delight. R...

It’s robe dinner, and the hags are thinking live. Kate channels the rage of knocking furniture during a home workout, while Jacqueline dissects “cramps”. Should we all be on peptides? When a waiter re-serves your leftovers and memories of living at Sea. Typing out each other’s addresses. Couples Therapy, Taxicab Confessions and a new savior. Overvaluing the smooth canvas. Kate may be getting jacked, Jacqueli...

Blowing back our cheeks and headed for the farm. It’s time to learn how to survive. Kate is alive in her army jacket, while Jacqueline reminisces about her barn coat. Paging Dr. Me. The kabocha pushes back and the fear of bad arugula. What color is Jacqueline’s hair? A salad bar in the fridge and a harness on Boo's back. The possibility of abduction brings uncertainty, but it’s the reintegration that gets you. Kat...

Lost in the curtain and looking up rugs. This week, a manifested paediatrician, the willingness to sing, and a foretold pilgrimage. Kate shares her true feelings about choreography, while Jacqueline engages in extreme massaging of the neck. Self-containment and ghosting the ghost tour. If that’s not Gaia, what is? An update on Kate's nightstands and Jacqueline’s scrolling relationship. Black pointy boots and babies at S...

The revolution will be nightstand. Kate's long-awaited allergy test comes back and Jacqueline sifts through the confounding results. Mismatched woods or matching? Grohl Bowls and a minimum age for doctors. A thorough investigation of nightstands and the appropriate price to pay for them. Facebook Marketplace and a reduction in narrative are prescribed. Kate lists all that lies beside her bed. Mr. Baby and Instagram soup. Jacqueline...

It’s the first episode since reclamation. Poog is back, this time as an independent podcast. The spirit of sovereignty finds Jacqueline and Kate levitating in the studio, face to face. It’s sacred phones only, it’s gm lowercase only. Jacqueline finds herself all bags, no drink in hand, and 5 hotels deep. On New York time, Kate did the unthinkable. A transatlantic state of focus, old nudes, and let me guess —...

It’s almost eerie what you can act yourself into. Jacqueline is sourcing Christmas for comfort and Kate is experimenting with corkage fees. An update on the cruel barista drives Kate and Jacqueline to revisit role-play, as eavesdroppers weigh in. A 4pm ‘Matcha & Myss’ is considered and the healing archetype of Larry David is called upon. Avoidance drives Kate to act out purchasing a pie, as a heart is carved i...

What am I bringing back out of the trash? Jacqueline frees Kate from ADHD paralysis, as countless hacks are shared. A hamper in every room! Running down the clock and days spent in parking lots. A leaning tower of pants and folding within reason. Revisiting Kate’s ‘bad phone’ — or ‘correspondence’ — system. DIY desk-making has always been huge for Jacqueline. Chugging water with a hand up i...

This week, we’re taking free feeders behind the paywall, and over to Paris. Jacqueline and Kate found themselves in the city of love at the same time, last spring… and it was incredible. This episode was heard first by our Premium Subscribers, as part of the monthly bonus recordings Kate and Jacqueline record for them. If you want to get monthly bonus episodes along with other perks, head over to http://berlantnovak.su...

In this special recording from the Berlant & Novak vault, Kate suffers chimney sweep-induced TMJ flare. What to do when the line goes dead and the mailbox is full? It’s a dirty job. A jaw dislodged and the practice of refunding, examined. Free soot-foot photos, a corner cobweb, and a rage that shakes. Cleaner Gary didn’t lie: soot is the most difficult thing to get out. Jacqueline’s view on bad reviews is unve...

Is it a three or four-broom hotel? Memories of Kate’s first Ritz and the dread of lobby coffee. Hags are always welcome at Jacqueline's Copper Inn. Is that a BJ stain on the performance velvet couch? A tough Ludlow and what to do when the cleaner walks in on you naked. Kate makes a call to the front desk after a disturbing night in Bend, Oregon… He’s God fearin’. 

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Mister Cabbage, it’s me. Jacqueline’s honest answer elicits laughter from a school psychologist & an attic tutor rewards Kate with candy. Childhood photos and the formative experience of shopping with a peer. Student council and film club. Framing a child? When Jacqueline was a candle maker and Kate went to The Price Is Right. The 13-year-old period fear that still lingers, and the life phases reviewed.&nb...

Let’s start with the goal, right? Eclipse season looms large, as Kate and Jacqueline meet eyes under the studio lights. A search for meaning around some light symptoms inspires a Novak analysis. Caroline Myss graces Hag ears as Jacqueline bemoans Kate not submitting to this recommendation earlier. The ego wants to call even when there is no question. Male healers are remembered for their unorthodox tools and middling results....

It’s never personal, except for when it is. In studio this week, where Jacqueline’s headache is quelled with Kate’s purse pills. At hag homes, small rooms get big beds. Kate’s ass is on a pillow and her legs are against the wall. Hags must beware a tight neck. When the barista harbors a personal grudge and top hats stay hidden. Complementary schismogenesis means the martini tastes better if it was made just ...

Glory when someone submits to your recommendation. Jacqueline and Kate revisit the hardest acting challenge: surprise. The Hags’ second ever guest breaks in unexpectedly much like a tiger into a church, and childhood memories of vomit re-examined. Jacqueline was cabinet maker before she was ever a standup comedian. And Uncle Fester meant more than you know to Kate. Sometimes the art is too good and other times civic rage driv...

Kate and Jacqueline analyze what made a man on Twitter say such a nasty thing. The hags reflect on the indecency of Pop Crave and the courage it takes to feel ugly next to beautiful women. Jacqueline recounts interactions with trolls and Kate considers starting a Serial-esque podcast to get closure. Some of these men have dogs — daughters, even. Ultimately, this is the abstraction of violence — but the Hags wonder wheth...

Standing by with joy in their hearts, a mosquito enters the frame. At the beach, Jacqueline and Kate expanded their fields before a setting sun. Reckoning with pendulums, the hags consider the one-song party, the subjectivity formation of teen shopping, and the dangerous effects of music. A cat in the home means new patent possibilities from Jacqueline.  Condoms for your ear, analog visors, and sun hats.

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