insidebuzz : confessions of a future child star

Saturday, November 27, 2004

He's baaaack.....

Remember that guy, Jeff George? He's hired, again.

And Bears fans thought it couldn't get any worse.

10:53 PM |

Cool site

My brother Chris just told me about musicplasma.com. This is a great site if you're into one band and want to check out similar bands. Enter the name, and bubbles pop up, branching out from your favorite artist. Each artist you click on brings up their discography, which, conveniently links right to amazon.com. Then, you enter your credit card information and buy stuff.

10:24 PM |

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Put on your party hat

Tomorrow is the night before Thanksgiving - or as single people call it - New Year's Eve Eve. No turkey to worry about, no kids to put to bed, no in-laws arriving... just complete freedom. Looks like I'll be heading directly from the radio station to 8 Seconds Saloon for the WFMS Classified Concert. Shake hands, introduce the act, drink. Then it's off to somewhere else to.... well, to... wait for it....... drink some more. The group has already begun to splinter, as a few have announced their intentions to hit The Vogue. Hmmm. Am I really in the mood for a smoke-filled sweatbox of freshly-arrived college students? (That are 80% male?) No. But, by then I may be in a state that is more conducive to bar flexibility. Alley Cat, or Velvet Lounge? Who cares.. it's the weekend. At some point, I intend to forget my name and call random numbers in my cell phone. So, be glad I don't have your number.

Or do I?

7:38 PM |

Target wake-up

Have you seen the new commerical Target is running? This is the funniest thing I've seen since the Rubberband Man. I think I'll order my wake-up call from Ice T.

7:34 PM |

Who do I root for now?

Steve Spurrier or the Florida Gators? Cocky crybaby, or cocky rednecks? Ohhh... next season will be a trying time for Seminoles all over the world. There is a disturbance in the force, and dark days lie before us.

7:30 PM |

Monday, November 22, 2004

Don't make me go Artest up in here...

I feel like someone's kids got into it with someone else's kids at the playground, and now we all have to watch their punishments unfold. I love Indiana. Love the Pacers. But, Ron Artest got what he deserved. In fact, he might consider himself lucky. Stephen Jackson? Got what he deserved. A little harsh on the rest, except for Ben Wallace. Wasn't he the one who wouldn't quit? The one who egged the crowd on? No one is innocent in this. I love the people who were backing Artest today. "Self defense!" they cried. Did they not see Ron, lying on the scoring table, smiling, almost taunting the fans? And don't get me started on those Detroit jackasses. If you find your way down to the court and still have the nuts to talk smack to a 7-foot tall NBA player, you deserve a beatdown. The only real winner to come out of all of this is TV. A slow-motion play-by-play with highlights pointing out the location of Wallace's towel and the trajectory of a folding chair - now THAT'S impressive. Way to go. Where was this technology when Janet's boob debuted nationwide?

6:13 PM |

Sunday, November 21, 2004

Happy Thanksgiving Week

Giving thanks.. where does one begin? Ron Artest can give thanks for the extra time off to promote his rap album. George W. Bush can give thanks to the NASCAR hilljacks that can't read the newspaper, and Paris Hilton can give thanks to nightvision video cameras.

We all have something to be thankful for. A loving family, a job with benefits, a roof over our heads. Freedom.

Somewhere a soldier is dodging bullets.

Somewhere a man sleeps under a bridge.

Somewhere a woman makes rent with a stranger.

I'm away from just about everyone I love this Thanksgiving. But, I am thankful they are in my life. I am thankful for what I have.

9:26 PM |

Saturday, November 20, 2004

Thank you, Bobby

So another streak ends for Florida State. They hadn't been beaten at home by the Florida Gators since 1986. What a run. Gators still suck.

Go 'Noles!

10:02 PM |

Friday, November 19, 2004

Pistons suck

I guess I missed the big Pacers-Pistons fight earlier. Luckily for me, RTV6 had tape rolling.

10:50 PM |

Holiday Time

Here we go. Thanksgiving is next week. Turkey, pumpkin pie, and family feuds. It'll be a little different for me this year. I'm not going home for Thanksgiving. Nor am I spending it with a special someone here. This year, I'm on my own. It's funny how the offers have come in: friends, even my dental hygenist have invited me over. (Awesome!) But, pass. I'm almost looking forward to waking up on Thanksgiving Day, making some biscuits and gravy, and watching football. (Go Colts!) I'm also looking forward to all the potential trouble I might find myself in. The WFMS Classified Concert is going down at 8 Seconds Saloon Wednesday. No one knows who is performing until he/she/they walk out on stage. Plus, you know those people will get crazy out there anyway. I'm sure I'll find myself in Broad Ripple at some point, debating the re-emergence of the leg warmer as a fashion accessory with some 21-year-old. God, I love this town.

Hey, like listening to Christmas music on Thanksgiving night to get in the Christmas spirit? Light the fireplace, and download Christmas Time by The Darkness. You're welcome. Let me know how you like your eggnog.

10:13 PM |

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Monday Night Foolishness

I finally saw the "controversial" video from Monday Night Football. Are you kidding me? Is this the worst thing on TV right now? Is this the biggest problem we have?

Before you know it, we'll have our own state-run television. Goodie.

8:50 PM |

Monday, November 15, 2004

Yay

Tonight was the Spectrum Awards dinner for the Indiana Broadcasters Association. Basically, radio people and TV people get together to congratulate each other for best whatever for the year. We eat chicken, we watch and listen to commericals, and pretend not to hate each other. I won for Best Humorous Commercial for a large market radio station with WFMS. My reward is a big pointy piece of glass. Pretty cool, but I'm not sure what to do with the thing. Something else to sit on my desk that needs to be dusted. I didn't get the chance to make a speech, so here's one on the fly:

"I'd like to thank the Creative Services team at Susquehanna Indianapolis. Since the demise of Retro 93-9, you have welcomed me into the production department with open arms. I feel privileged to be a part of such an outstanding group of individuals. I would also like to thank the Academy, the fans, and my family. You love me. You really love me. This one's for the kids. Peace in the Middle East. Free Tibet."

8:14 PM |

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Veterans Day shame

I just watched ABC's Veterans Day presentation of Saving Private Ryan. I've seen it before, but you know how it is: a good movie that's actually on network television just seems to suck you in. I was lucky to see it, apparently. Some affiliates decided not to show it due to indeceny issues. Indecency? C'mon. This is not gratuitous boob-flashing. There's no porn. Not to mention, it's been on network TV before. Ray Cole, president of Citadel, cited recent FCC actions and last week's re-election of President Bush as reasons for replacing "Saving Private Ryan" on Thursday with a music program and the TV movie "Return to Mayberry." What the hell? What country is this? I can't wait until they pass the National Dress Code and profanity is outlawed.

10:17 PM |

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Yes, it was me.

Filling in for Vicky Murphy on middays the past 2 days has been fun. Interesting people call WFMS in the middle of the day. One lady flipped out when she called, saying that she missed hearing me on the 80's station. (Go Retro!) That was pretty cool. A lot of us miss it. But, what's past is past. Can't wait 'til everybody gets back from the CMA's... there should be some fun stories. I'm also looking forward to the weekend. I'm still in vacation party mode, so this could get messy. I think it's definitely play time. But, when isn't it? After being out of town, I realize that there are a lot of cool places right here in Indy that I've never been. Frankly, that sucks. I felt the same way about my hometown of St. Petersburg and Tampa. You never really know how cool someplace is until you're someplace else. It's kinda like dating, no?

8:15 PM |

A brief moment of vacation sobriety... If I remember correctly.

8:14 PM |

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Hello again

I'm back from vaction. In the immortal words of Joey Lawrence, "Whoa!" I met up with family and fraternity brothers in Vegas for my brother's 30th birthday. It's definitely a fun place to be on Halloween weekend. Don't stay at Sahara if you go. Not just that weekend - ANY weekend. I like the old school joints on the Strip, but everyone at Sahara looks as if they are there on some work-release program. Some of the most miserable cocktail waitresses I've ever seen. Saw Lena Prima perform there - you know, the daughter of Louis Prima. Kinda sad, really. Here she is, doing a FREE show, in some makeshift lounge, and hardly anyone was there. She was great. Apparently, we also spent 5 hours at a dueling piano bar at Harrah's, but much of that was a blur. I rode with Chris back to L.A. where he lives. Do they ever have bad weather? It drizzled a little the last day I was there, and then it was clear and sunny again. Cool city, but the traffic sucks. It's funny, because everyone you meet really is an actor or a writer. They're just working at Bob's Big Boy to pay the bills. I had my first Pink's chili dog and my first In-And-Out burger. I have truly lived. I'd write more, but I'm tired, I'm not sure what time zone I'm in, and I'm still trying to detox.

10:55 PM |

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