Wednesday, May 31, 2006

What Goes Around...

I like when I pick up the paper and see things that amuse me.

You see, it's not good to be a total bullshit artist, because sometimes that bullshit comes back to bite you in the ass:

A double-amputee Iraq-war vet is suing Michael Moore for $85 million, claiming the portly peacenik recycled an old interview and used it out of context to make him appear anti-war in "Fahrenheit 9/11."

I hope this guy takes that fat, lying bastard to the cleaners.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Memorial Day

It's Memorial Day. Be sure to take some time out to remember the men and women that fight to keep this country free. The toughest thing to do is defend something you believe in, and if not for the brave men and women of our fighting forces, instead of enjoying a beer and a barbecue today, we'd either be a member of the Axis, suffering under Communism or dodging Allah-bound 747s today.

I have been dragged kicking and screaming into MySpace world. You can go visit my page at I'm still gonna keep the main blog over here at BlogSpot, so I'll mirror the two for a while unless I decide to dump one of them (not likely).

So, feel free to check over there or here, whatever. Also, remember to visit the Radio Free New York site to enjoy the fruits of my blood, sweat and beers.

In the words of Phil Leotardo, I love you all like a law.

Just waiting to enjoy the freedoms we have here in the good old US of A and fire up the BBQ and open a beer myself. Loving the WABC Rewound right now.

And in closing, big thanks to Reverend Greg for the sugary soda treats in glinting glass bottles that were smuggled into his local bodega via happy Mexican guest workers.

Love, luck and lollipops,

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Archive Update

Just a quick update to let you know what's going on with the WHOT archive since things have been quiet on the ole RFNY site lately.

Tapes are being digitized at a frantic pace. I'm well into 1986 now and going steady. There's a ton of stuff on the old hard drive waiting for FLAC and MP3 archiving. All in due time, my children.

I will be sure to get new shows up soon, I promise. Fifty lashes with a wet gnocchi.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

They're Ba-a-a-a-ck...

...and I don't mean Poltergeists in the television. I'm talking of course about the ever-dreadful Dixie Twits. You know - the ersatz-country-music trio of bleached-blonde bombettes that have decided to use their music to showcase their politics, or vice-versa (both of which are of equally dubious quality). The 'Head Twit' (and self-confessed catalyst for the music-politics crossover) is Named Natalie, in case you forgot. She's hard to miss, but could easily be mistaken for your Grandmother's lucky Bingo Troll.

When politics and music mix, nothing good can ever happen. Especially naive politics and bad music.

I look at it this way: I don't suddenly interrupt political discussions to sing country music, so I expect the same courtesy. If you're gonna put that bullsh*t in people's faces, be prepared to get bullsh*t right back. And don't complain about it.


Friday, May 12, 2006

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Nothing is "Free"

Commuting in and out of New York City is enough of a pain in the ass that you don't need help in making it an even BIGGER pain in the ass than it already is.

For the last couple of years, New York commuters have had to not only deal with the daily hell of bumping into hundreds of other fellow commuter-sapiens, but now we have the added joy of being accosted by dozens of derelicts of questionable origin hawking "free" newspapers.

The two main culprits are publications called the Metro and AM New York, both of which exhibit questionable editorial content and massive advertisments - hence, the "free" part.

Even the fledgling New York Sun (now back in production after a bazillion years) has gotten into the act, recruiting varying levels of human flotsam to hand out the normally two-bit newspaper (and I use that term literally).

So where do you think these idiots stand? Right in front of the Subway exits. That's right - you're trying to escape the Subway station via a narrow set of concrete steps, surrounded by a hundred of fellow New Yorkers, all of which you'd like to zap to Mars, and some moron is standing RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE EXIT with two OTHER morons, all yelling "Free News! Free News!" in your ear.

I don't understand why the MTA allows this, as it's not a MINOR inconvenience - it's a MAJOR inconvenience. Plus, if I own a newsstand in or around a train station - and I'm paying top dollar for that piece of real estate - I'm not very happy about seeing Sol, Mutt 'n Jeff handing out bird cage liner directly in my line of sight.

I'm sure this will go on until one of these guys gets flung into a double-decker sightseeing bus by an angry commuter experiencing train rage. And if they're not careful, it might be ME.

Monday, May 08, 2006

An Action-Packed Weekend

Wanna talk about an eventful weeked?

It all started on Friday when we went to a going-away gathering for our friend Mark, who is going off to Iraq (kick some ass, Mark!). Things took a turn for the interesting when I found Mon and Jeff tending to a party girl who drank to the point of falling down (ouch) and splitting her chin open (double ouch). Since alcohol thins the blood, there was red stuff all over the place.

Pretty wild - it was like watching ER, only not as fake.

So, then we capped things off today by going to see a taping of Emeril Live - BAM! - courtesy of Bootleg Steve, one hell of a guy. What fun! I'd have to say it was probably the most fun I've even had at a show taping - and I mean that. Those people know how to have fun, let me tell ya.

In Other News...

I decided to cut down on my sugar intake and so I'm trying ONCE AGAIN to switch over to diet soda. I simply cannot drink Diet Coke - I can't take the tongue-curling aftertaste. BUT I managed to find a few that I DO like. Diet Dr. Pepper, Diet Mountain Dew, and even Diet Coke with Lime - sort of.

I must monitor this closely and carefully, as the last time I switched to aspertame-sweetened drinks, I started to exhibit all kids of weird and sundry side effects: dizziness, fatigue and massive short-term memory loss.

So I guess it's a trade-off: you lose weight from the lack of sugar intake, but suffer brain damage from the chemicals. As Fernando used to say, it's better to look good that to feel good, right?

Thursday, May 04, 2006

All Pollen All The Time

Well, I knew it was just a matter of time until my allergies kicked in, and boy - have they kicked in...with a vengeance.

The past few nights I've been dying dead. It got to the point last night that after an hour of lying on the couch with a wet washcloth over my face, I gave in and actually turned the air conditioning on. The AC is on again this evening - on May 4th.

Thank goodness, the old allergies have been getting better as I get older...but there's just been no helping me the last few nights. Watery eyes, scratchy throat and head that feels like a sack of wet weasels.

And according to Hank Hayes, it's only gonna get worse. Yay.

All fellow sufferers get my fullest sympathies.

Today's The Day

Some good advice from the legendary Ray Stevens.