this was never covered on wkrp....

so after six years on the air at my current station, and nine altogether in radio, i have officially been taken off the air. as i was told, it was through no fault of my own, but apparently the way of the future does not involve part time talent after all.

i could ramble on and on about my thoughts on the state of radio today and whatnot, but i haven't got the time right now- i need to start pursuing another of those childhood dreams of mine- international supermodel. think anyone will notice if i start wearing serious platform shoes on a daily basis? i'm about 8 inches shorter than the minimum height requirement in most countries......

begone, evil one!

no, not you. i wound up watching drop dead fred the other night (you know how there are some movies you gravitate toward when you're in a foul mood? that's one of mine, though i have yet to make it all the way through the flick without shedding a tear toward the end...), and that line has been stuck in my head ever since.

what can i say, besides to make the observation that everyone needs a little fred in their lives?



i thought about making this one of those "you searched for what?" posts, especially after i paid a visit to my stat counter and saw that people found me by searching not only for help with music lyrics, translations of misspelled foreign phrases*, and hillary duff's feet, but also things like reese's peanut butter cup commercials, oil wrestling, bus driver eye candy (apparently there's a good looking guy or gal shuttling people around the washington, dc area- wonder if my sibling's spotted him/her.), chinless girls on myspace, and someone in belfast, northern ireland, is trying to learn more about earlobe growths.

i mean, really, who could pass up that sort of thing? it's so much more interesting than telling you about my last 4 days in ireland (yes, i know- i totally left you hanging and keep saying i'll get back to that particular adventure, yet i continue to let you dangle in midair mercilessly. worry not- i've got to start writing my annual holiday letter soon, and i'm sure i'll look for as many ways to procrastinate as possible.), or the priciest concert i've ever (half) seen.

actually, the concert story, in retrospect, is actually becoming sort of amusing. perhaps by the end of the week, it'll be funny enough to record for posterity.
until then, however, i feel it's my duty to provide, as a public service of sorts, the lyrics to one of the sought-after songs:

"teen angst"- cracker

i don’t know what the world may need
but i’m sure as hell that it starts with me
and that’s a wisdom
i’ve laughed at

i don’t know what the world may want
but a good stiff drink it surely don’t
so i think i’ll go and fix myself a tall one

cause what the world needs now
is a new kind of tension
cause the old one just bores me to death
cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like i need a hole in my head

i don’t know what the world may need
but a v8 engine is a good start for me
think i’ll drive to find a place
to be surly
i don’t know what the world may want
but some words of wisdom could comfort us
think i’ll leave that up to someone wiser

cause what the world needs now
are some true words of wisdom
like la la la la la
cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like i need a hole in my head

i don’t know what the world may need
and i never grasped your complexities
i’d be happy just to get your attention
and i don’t know what the world may want
but your long, sweet body lying next
to mine could certainly raise my spirits

cause what the world needs now
is a new frank sinatra
so i can get you in bed
cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like i need a hole in my head

what the world needs now
what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like i need a hole in my head

what the world needs now
what the world needs now
is a new frank sinatra
so i can get you in bed

what the world needs now
what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like i need a hole in my head

as for the oil wrestling pics....i'm afraid you're on your own. ;~)

*for the record, that would be "je ne sais quois"- literally "i don't know what"

pass me another slice....

i'm the first to admit it: i'm terribly stubborn- perhaps even to a fault. i'm told i come by it honestly- both of my parents are stubborn as all get-out, which, it suddenly has occurred to me, may be one of the reasons their marriage didn't work out. i mean, both of you can't be right all the time, can you?

i have always tried to argue my point- firmly convinced that beetlejuice was released by orion pictures (nope- geffen- though you have to admit that orion makes more sense, since betelgeuse is one of the main stars in the orion constellation), that kevin kline and the guy who played larry on three's company are somehow related (not so much), and that led zeppelin and nirvana are both overrated (you have to admit i have a point there).

however, i have always lacked the debate skills of my sibling, and have noticed lately that despite my stubbornness, i often find myself compelled to google my arguement and, upon learning that i'm well, wrong- though i prefer to think of it as "not fully informed"- call/write/dispatch a carrier pigeon to whomever i just finished arguing with to apologize.

tonight, the call was only five minutes after the conversation, due to my carefully honed googling skills.

for the record, (lest you find yourself currently "not fully informed") england came off of daylight savings time on october 28th, which means they're only four hours ahead of the east coast, and this:

/

is a slash, not a backslash, which means i've been backwards for the past- oh- 15-20 years.

(when i called daddy, an admitted computer nerd, about this, he said he, too was confused on the slash/backslash issue, which was some consolation, until he added "...for about a week.")