Thursday, June 30, 2005
I have finally stared myself in the face and realized that I have an addiction...to Quiznos.
They opend a Quiznos up in the strip mall and I can't stop eating there. I'm partial to the Beef Dip, which in sandwich parlance is like mainlining. Sure, there's the hot ham and cheese, the honey mustard chicken and the philly cheesesteak. But nothing gives you that real RUSH like a hot sandwich, loaded with beef and a cup of au ju on the side for dipping.
I'm strongly considering checking myself into the Betty Boop clinic.
Monday, June 27, 2005
If it kills me.
And it just might.
Stay cool, chilluns...
PS - does it strike anyone else as kinda funny yet pitiful that the Supreme Court says it's OK to display pornography in a magazine store but you can't display the Ten Commandments in a court house?
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
- The back acts up a lot more.
- In general, I get more aches and pains than I used to.
- That receding hairline that I've always had is finally starting to mean business.
- I can't wait as long as I used to to go pee.
- I can't take off weight at the drop of a hat like I used to be able to.
- Songs that used to make me say, "oh that came out a few years ago" now make me say, "wow, that came out 25 years ago".
- Panic attacks about money come more easily and frequently now.
Regarding the last point, I'll just be happy if I'm not splitting 9-Lives with the cats after I retire. Everything else will be gravy. The way it's going - who knows?
As the Grass Roots used to say, "Sha La La La La La, Live For Today". You never know - tomorrow may suck.
Monday, June 13, 2005
However...Scott Peterson wasn't a celebrity. And Jay Leno didn't testify on his behalf.
But O.J., Baretta and Wacko all walk. I probably wouldn't feel as bad about this if the post-verdict interview with the jury didn't sound like a Q&A session with the local village idiot's union.
If I ever do anything super screwed up, I want to be famous and I want my trial to be in California.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Whilst counting the mile markers on the way home from work tonight, I realized that this will be a cool way to update how the Archive Project is going without having to update the web site every other day (which, you can imagine, can be a huge pain in the tuchas).
On the downside, you'll have to wade through whatever other stream of conciousness happens to be floating through my addled brain. Think of it as commercials that aren't selling anything useful.
Friday, June 03, 2005
I'd been feeling for quite a while that CBS-FM was on the way out. Never in my wildest dreams did I think they'd replace it with something even MORE sterile, like "JACK", a format whose forte is no DJs and lots of blah.
In the days and weeks to come, there will be a huge outcry about this, but let's be honest: personally, I hadn't listened to CBS-FM in quite some time. I was never really a big fan of thier music mix to begin with, and there was always something about the station that never grabbed me and held my ear. It seemed at times that management at "Golden 101" knew how to take a sure thing like oldies and screw up the presentation every way they could.
Plus, there was just something about listening to one of my childhood idols. Dan Ingram, totally lose the talent that made him great on the air. After that, I had a hard time listening to the station at all, except for Harry. Then Harry was gone.
I don't have the same great sense of loss that I had when WABC switched to talk, although what I am thinking can be easily applied to that instance as well. I guess I sort of feel the way you would when a relative that you kinda liked, but were never that close to, dies after a long, drawn out illness. You feel bad, but you know that in the morning, your inner circle of life will go on.
I don't think Jack will last in the New York market, and we may never see another real oldies outlet in this market again until someone signs one on themselves.
I say nothing.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Welcome to my stream of conciousness. Please take off your shoes, this is a new rug.
Come back soon,
PS - Don't fret, I'll move the "old" blog over eventually...
Some good advice from the legendary Ray Stevens.
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