Black History Month
This post won't be as in-depth as usual, since I'm posting it as late as I am. I just wanted to put up some things I talked about during the show.
You can view the entire play list here.
I talked about cursing/swearing. I mentioned that I swear a lot IRL, just not so much in work settings. I tend to keep my show rather clean (other than musical choices) for the simple fact that I don't know who is listening, or where they listen, and I don't want to get anyone in trouble at work. That being said, I do tend to say fuck a lot. Just not on the air. Utopia and WebKittyn also say fuck a lot, so I thought I'd provide a link to a site they might find funny. The problem is, the site has gone away. When I first discovered it, I actually made up some buttons for my blog, but decided not to use them:



If you want to use them, feel free.
During the show, I was talking about a swarm of pigeons eating some bread in the street. As I was describing them, a car drove through them and squashed one of the birds. I was able to get a semi-decent picture of it. By the time I'd taken the picture, it had been run over a few more times by traffic.
I also spoke of my bowels during the show. Trust me, you do not want to see a picture. If you really want to picture it, think of that institutional tub of pudding, you won't be that far off.
That's all for now. It's time to work on the next show, part of which I'll dedicate to my wife for Valentine's Day. I also finally got the first issue in my CMJ New Music Monthly subscription, so you can look forward to songs from the CD that comes with it.
You can view the entire play list here.
I talked about cursing/swearing. I mentioned that I swear a lot IRL, just not so much in work settings. I tend to keep my show rather clean (other than musical choices) for the simple fact that I don't know who is listening, or where they listen, and I don't want to get anyone in trouble at work. That being said, I do tend to say fuck a lot. Just not on the air. Utopia and WebKittyn also say fuck a lot, so I thought I'd provide a link to a site they might find funny. The problem is, the site has gone away. When I first discovered it, I actually made up some buttons for my blog, but decided not to use them:


If you want to use them, feel free.
During the show, I was talking about a swarm of pigeons eating some bread in the street. As I was describing them, a car drove through them and squashed one of the birds. I was able to get a semi-decent picture of it. By the time I'd taken the picture, it had been run over a few more times by traffic. I also spoke of my bowels during the show. Trust me, you do not want to see a picture. If you really want to picture it, think of that institutional tub of pudding, you won't be that far off.
That's all for now. It's time to work on the next show, part of which I'll dedicate to my wife for Valentine's Day. I also finally got the first issue in my CMJ New Music Monthly subscription, so you can look forward to songs from the CD that comes with it.
