MONDAY'S MELTDOWN
Pardon me for being a little incoherent this evening, but I just had to review a couple of hours of radio programming, and it wasn't exactly the kind of stuff I'd choose to enjoy if I wasn't doing it for work. I'd describe them to you, but that would be unfair- that's a separate job for a separate time.
But when I have to do that- it's what I have to do as a Big Time Radio Consultant Guy- it means that I have to be disconnected from the rest of the world. I understand the Astros won, but I didn't watch an inning. There's the Kerry "nuisance" thing, but I haven't had time to write anything about it, and by now, everyone else has weighed in on it- damn you, Speedy Hewitt! Curses, Powerline!- and all I can say is, er, yeah, whatever they said. Or something. And if you're here for more radio ranting, check out the entries below- today, I don't trust myself to say anything, lest I NEVER WORK IN THIS GODFORSAKEN BUSINESS AGAIN.
So I'm dry right now, my brain cells wilted from listening to radio shows from many, many miles away. I'll give y'all this: that bulge in Bush's jacket in the first debate that so many of Our Friends On the Left are jumping up and down over? Receiver of signals from the home planet. Or one of those ridiculous canteen things weekend warrior runners and bikers wear on their backs. Or Dick Cheney's secret hiding place. Or the electroshock panel by which Karl Rove controls every movement, because he's TAKING OVER THE WORLD ha ha ha ha haaaaaaaa...
You know, paranoid pals, it really didn't make a lot of difference. You're working too hard. Everyone is. I am. Just calm... the frick... down.
I will note, however, that while Lileks believes that he's been able to review the new "The Office" specials before anyone else (in Tuesday's Bleat), I in fact did so in a brief note on All Access in January. That we don't archive those columns means I can't PROVE it, but I did, watching copies (widescreen! No pesky commercials!) I was able to obtain in a highly secret manner immediately after the shows aired on BBC One on Christmas and Boxing Day 2003. Ha! So there! (Brent goes on painful dating-service-arranged dates, Dawn visits from Florida, Brent does the nightclub circuit, Gareth is a boss, and Tim and Dawn... well, watch it yourself when it airs later this month on BBC America, but the final episodes wrap the series up and leave the characters the way you'd want them to be left. I love that show.)
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