Amber and I are yet closer to actually making our apartment livable. In the mean time, I have this job thing. Sometimes, I even produce something that I can share with others as proof that I am actually working. Now is one of those times.
Butter Fight
A bold combination of strong writing and bad acting re-enacts this news story. A brother, living with his sister, loans the butter to the neighbors. The sister, a Tennesee State Cop, asks him for the butter at dinner. He doesn't have it. Apparently, this is the last straw - and she asks him to move out. A fight ensues and a gun goes off, striking the brother. I took some liberties with the event, but am proud of the dialogue. The dialogue/accent however.....
Well, well, well. It appears that I have arrived on the scene as a local D-list celebrity. This Saturday, I appeared in the local newspaper as "WKQB-FM personality Chris Boylan". Although I am never actually mentioned in the article, I appear in the main picture and am referred to in the caption. I'll explain the what and why later this week. Until then, just bask in my extremely minor celebrity glow.
To reinforce my growing fame, on Saturday I did an appearance at "The Palomino", Fayetteville's Country-Dance-Hall-Get-Drunk-And-Ride-A-Mechanical-Bull Place. We apparently did pretty well, but I suspect it had more to do with the fact we were giving away tickets to the sold-out Kenny Chesney show the next night. I'm mostly guessing that they didn't come there to see me because of the few dozen people I talked with who were "avid listeners" - zero even knew who I was.
I got a lot of questions like, "Where's L.A.? (the guy I replaced - about a month ago)", "If I take the Kix Window sticker, will you stop talking to me?" and "Do you have Coors on tap?"
Hope you're watching The Amazing Race and preparing for the new season of "The Wire".
Plus, here's some more wacky audio of the Kix Morning Crew. The Redneck Olympics are a real event, so I recorded this little segment I pulled down off the satellite. Take a listen to this installment of
The Redneck Olympics - Audio Bit
We're right in the middle of a non-stop commercial free block of 3 months of your favorite summer weather! The forecast for the next month is Hot and Humid, with a chance of a thunderstorm in the afternoon, High of 95. Who needs weathermen when you can just repeat yesterday's forecast?
The irony, however, is that I have apparently caught some sort of cold, leaving me with a sweet post-nasal drip and a sore throat. It's remarkably similar to what I had about a month ago, but a little worse. I think the lesson is that I need more sleep.
In show news, Wednesday's show was rocking the hiz-zouse - for about five minutes, I was taking the hammer to Michael Jackson (yes, sometimes I'm a bit edgy) leaving Tracy and the two observers in the studio in tears. For that, I thank the one, the ONLY Brian Whitman, whose Michael Jackson imitation I completely stole and butchered. He is so good that even a bad imitation of Brian is funny.
Needless to say, I was going to put up a taste of the audio goodness, but unfortunately, the cassette player stopped working, we were out of MiniDiscs, and the computer skimmer was malfunctioning. So, you know, good times! Yes, the bit, which extended to quite the hour, was sacrificed to the radio gods. The good news is that the bosses heard it and were quite impressed. GO EMPLOYMENT!!!
Now, to sleep - perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub.
P.S. How unfair is it that Ken Jennings (Super Jeopardy Guy) is so much more familiar with proper buzzing technique than everyone else. I've seen contestants that know as much as he does, but fall short because they haven't had 36 episodes to master when you can buzz in. I mean, in terms of knowing answers, I could take him 2 to 3 out of 5 times. However, he would out-buzz me, rendering that knowledge useless. Damn you, Ken Jennings!!! I'll still be watching, however.
My cold was a little worse than originally thought. It may have been a small virus at one point, but by the time I saw the Doc, it was pneumonia. I'm better now, but really tired. I will type more tomorrow.
