Not four hours into being on the air and I dropped an F-bomb! Woo hoo! I was actually set up into saying it but I will take the responsibility for doing it. The set up came in being asked to spell out the name of certain local bar the name starts with an “f-u-c” but is pronounced very differently. Yeah, so it was a 6th grade joke I fell for, and?
What’s the point of being on the internet if you can’t drop the F-bomb? That’s like running an episode of Sesame Street on cable TV… oh that’s why they call him Big Bird hmm, I never knew!
Maybe it’s the New Yawker in me that finds that F-word to be one of the greatest adjectives e-vah. It just offers so much oomph whenever used. I actually own a t-shirt that says: “F you, you F-in’ F”. The shirt was brought back from NYC for me by the way. You might be asking yourself why not just write the word now why am I being such a hypocrite? Just type it what’s stopping you, right? Truth be known I don’t’ feel like it, the point has been made. There’s no need for gratuitous F-bombing on the blog so there!
I checked in with The Big Guy today, no, not Gawd, but close enough, I was curious to hear what he thought of my work so far, it’s the corporate upbringing in me that made me curious. (Note to self: fuddgetaboutit that world) The good news is “As long as you don’t puke all over the board or something thing like that will be fine” so, not much was expected of me. However, he did mention that I had exceeded expectations - there’s a compliment in there somewhere, right? Regardless I drank the juice and believe in what they have been creating for all these months plus I’m having a really great time NOW THAT”S A BONUS!
The true highlight of the day came when a fellow frequenter at my favorite Kava bar came up to tell me how much he had loved the show, “it was awesome and so funny you should be on regular radio” From his mouth to God’s ears….BULA!
