Heard that on KRTH 101 this morning of all things. I can't believe Kim Amidon is gone from the Mark and Kim show. I was fortunate to get to go to a Breakfast With Mark and Kim event this year at the CBS Studios in LA.
I hope another station reunites Mark and Kim. Gary Bryan joked he would let her join his show. YUCK. Gary and Kim. Can't stand him.
Now, I'm no longer a KOST listener. Mark and Kim are a morning fixture in Los Angeles. When I think KOST, I think Mark and Kim, then Love Songs on the KOST. Breaking up Mark and Kim paves the way for other drastic changs at KOST, and I don't like that. Something tells me the future changes are for the worst mainly because it centers around money. Mark and Kim deserve everything they made- they were ratings powerhouses. I haven't been listening as religiously lately because of the holiday music. When it is 80 degrees outside, I just can't get in the mood for Christmas music. I can assure you that I will not be going back to KOST. I will be listening to KBIG/KOLA in the morning; KKGO (GoCountry) during the midday; KKGO, KFRG (only for traffic), KOLA, and KBIG in the afternoon, and when I am in the car at night it will be KRTH Nights with Christina Kelly.
Speaking of Mark and Kim, I loved their jokes. I loved how they would poke fun at each other. I felt like I knew them, even though I hadn't met them until this year. They seem so easy to get along with. They weren't overbearing like some personalities in the morning and they were just so friendly.
I'm going to go to Valentine and Irma on KBIG (even though they are owned by Clear Channel) in the mornings now. I will also listen to KOLA 99.9 for Brian Casey and the Wakeup Bunch because it is local and they are not owned by Clear Channel.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Gee, I'm here... that makes me feel good
Been home sick all day. Sis home too. Dad has called twice asking how I was feeling. Sis picked up the phone both times. First time she picked up the phone and said "I don't know where brother is" and proceeded to go into the front room and tell my dad I wasn't home. My dad went in a panic and my sister said my "car is still here, but I'm not." Gee woman, are you really that dumb? Really? Yes. You are. Let's see, if I'm not feeling good, where might I be... laying down maybe... in my bedroom...?
Second time my dad called he was on his way home and asked how I felt. My sister told my dad that she doesn't know because I was lazy, laid around all day and didn't talk to her. My dad asked how I felt and she said she didn't care- I wasn't home. She walked in my room and didn't see me, walked into the living room, saw me sprawled out on one of the couches in clear view of her, then tells my dad my car is there, but I'm not. I didn't bother saying anything. In my mind I'm just thinking how stupid she is, but how rude she was. I can't believe the pest.
Second time my dad called he was on his way home and asked how I felt. My sister told my dad that she doesn't know because I was lazy, laid around all day and didn't talk to her. My dad asked how I felt and she said she didn't care- I wasn't home. She walked in my room and didn't see me, walked into the living room, saw me sprawled out on one of the couches in clear view of her, then tells my dad my car is there, but I'm not. I didn't bother saying anything. In my mind I'm just thinking how stupid she is, but how rude she was. I can't believe the pest.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
A lack of respect/Simplistic conversations
I have been sick with tonsillitis and have spent the past several days in bed. Caught up on sleep? I think so. Last night, I felt terrible when I was coming back from the doctor. I had not eaten in over 7 hours and wanted rice with a can of cream of chicken soup stirred in. I was very dehydrated in addition; thankfully the doctor didn't insist on injecting an IV into me for that. I called my sister at home and the conversation went a little something like this:
Sis: Bobey (a variation of dumb according to her)
Me: Hi- I'm starving. Can you have mom make me white rice with a can of cream of chicken soup?
Sis: Congratulations.
Me: No- I haven't eaten or drank anything in hours. I'm starving
Sis: Felicidades. Aaaaaaaaw my little pato bobo (in Spanish it translates to dumb duck) is hungry.
Me: I hope this means it'll be ready by the time I get home.
First, all of the sarcasm ticks me off. I can be quite sarcastic myself, but I have made several attempts to be as nice as I can to my sister and cut the sarcasm. This means me not calling her names, yet she still insists on calling me all of these pet names I hate. Usually I would tolerate her calling me these names because it has gone on for years, but is it necessary? She is 18 now. Does she still have to talk like she is 2 or 3 years old? Whenever I call her or she calls me she answers the phone with one of these cutesy names. I have already told her I'm not going to call her names in an effort to be civil toward her. She still persists. Next time though, when she calls me I plan to rat her out right there on the phone. Hopefully she is in a public place and I can embarrass her enough. I plan to yell into the phone telling her how I hate that she acts so immature and calls me all of these pet names. I'm not her boyfriend and I'd hope she'd have better names for her "Imaginary Boytoy." Ask me about Imaginary Boytoy- that's another story for another time.
Story #2
The other night we had dinner out together as a family. Sister has such limited interests and often can't contribute to meaningful conversations at the dinner table. The other night she brought up a conversation we've had many times before. "Dad, do you think Obama or Hilary will win?" My dad went and laid everything out on the table giving his explanation of neither. Then after about a minute, my sister got upset and bored at what my dad said because my dad brought in some Republican candidates who are doing pretty well in the polls right now. My sister either didn't want to hear it, or she couldn't contribute to the conversation, so she said, "why don't we just vote for JFK? He'd definitely win." Now, maybe this just ticked me off because she couldn't handle the realities of what my dad was saying... or here is my theory (honestly, because I don't think my sister is as well versed in politics as I am or my dad, for that matter). Anyways, it just bugged me since we went from what could be an intelligible conversation to something that was so unrealistic and out of the question.
I would have gladly contributed to the conversation and presented what I think Clinton and Obama has working for and against them. I would have also, like my dad did brought in. It would have made my sister mad. I would have brought up some things in Obama's past that could have an effect on him like he admitted in high school experimenting with drugs, alcohol and cigarettes. Up until the start of his campaign for president he smoked, but now is kicking the habit. I would have brought up that some people like that Clinton is a woman, but many others dislike that fact and went into the reasons... My candidate of choice from the Republican side I would have brought up is Romney because my sister detests him.
I know not to talk about politics with my sister- not that I'll become upset. I can see both sides of an issue. I think it is best to face realities- it is possible the next president may be a Republican. I do however, when I am with my sister and she brings up politics put on KFI AM 640, more stimulating talk radio. They're a very extreme conservative talk station. 95% of the time I disagree with their views, but I don't mind hearing the other side of things and why these (idiots) feel the way they do. But also, when I do talk politics with her I present myself as Conservative as possible and always explain why I feel that way (even if I don't) but I try to present the other perspective. I have told her already that I endorse Romney for president (if you really want to know who I'm supporting, ask me), but I try to play the other side of the fence. I said he is a good, religious guy, I've talked about how he is good with economic issues because he was able to make the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake profitable, which is a good thing. All my sister can say is he doesn't have a true religion, and sometimes religion is bad. All George Bush does is pray.
Sis: Bobey (a variation of dumb according to her)
Me: Hi- I'm starving. Can you have mom make me white rice with a can of cream of chicken soup?
Sis: Congratulations.
Me: No- I haven't eaten or drank anything in hours. I'm starving
Sis: Felicidades. Aaaaaaaaw my little pato bobo (in Spanish it translates to dumb duck) is hungry.
Me: I hope this means it'll be ready by the time I get home.
First, all of the sarcasm ticks me off. I can be quite sarcastic myself, but I have made several attempts to be as nice as I can to my sister and cut the sarcasm. This means me not calling her names, yet she still insists on calling me all of these pet names I hate. Usually I would tolerate her calling me these names because it has gone on for years, but is it necessary? She is 18 now. Does she still have to talk like she is 2 or 3 years old? Whenever I call her or she calls me she answers the phone with one of these cutesy names. I have already told her I'm not going to call her names in an effort to be civil toward her. She still persists. Next time though, when she calls me I plan to rat her out right there on the phone. Hopefully she is in a public place and I can embarrass her enough. I plan to yell into the phone telling her how I hate that she acts so immature and calls me all of these pet names. I'm not her boyfriend and I'd hope she'd have better names for her "Imaginary Boytoy." Ask me about Imaginary Boytoy- that's another story for another time.
Story #2
The other night we had dinner out together as a family. Sister has such limited interests and often can't contribute to meaningful conversations at the dinner table. The other night she brought up a conversation we've had many times before. "Dad, do you think Obama or Hilary will win?" My dad went and laid everything out on the table giving his explanation of neither. Then after about a minute, my sister got upset and bored at what my dad said because my dad brought in some Republican candidates who are doing pretty well in the polls right now. My sister either didn't want to hear it, or she couldn't contribute to the conversation, so she said, "why don't we just vote for JFK? He'd definitely win." Now, maybe this just ticked me off because she couldn't handle the realities of what my dad was saying... or here is my theory (honestly, because I don't think my sister is as well versed in politics as I am or my dad, for that matter). Anyways, it just bugged me since we went from what could be an intelligible conversation to something that was so unrealistic and out of the question.
I would have gladly contributed to the conversation and presented what I think Clinton and Obama has working for and against them. I would have also, like my dad did brought in. It would have made my sister mad. I would have brought up some things in Obama's past that could have an effect on him like he admitted in high school experimenting with drugs, alcohol and cigarettes. Up until the start of his campaign for president he smoked, but now is kicking the habit. I would have brought up that some people like that Clinton is a woman, but many others dislike that fact and went into the reasons... My candidate of choice from the Republican side I would have brought up is Romney because my sister detests him.
I know not to talk about politics with my sister- not that I'll become upset. I can see both sides of an issue. I think it is best to face realities- it is possible the next president may be a Republican. I do however, when I am with my sister and she brings up politics put on KFI AM 640, more stimulating talk radio. They're a very extreme conservative talk station. 95% of the time I disagree with their views, but I don't mind hearing the other side of things and why these (idiots) feel the way they do. But also, when I do talk politics with her I present myself as Conservative as possible and always explain why I feel that way (even if I don't) but I try to present the other perspective. I have told her already that I endorse Romney for president (if you really want to know who I'm supporting, ask me), but I try to play the other side of the fence. I said he is a good, religious guy, I've talked about how he is good with economic issues because he was able to make the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake profitable, which is a good thing. All my sister can say is he doesn't have a true religion, and sometimes religion is bad. All George Bush does is pray.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Hoppy and Toady, Nora and Todd, Shawn and Robin
I avoid KFROG at all costs in the morning and afternoon. I only listen to them because they do traffic every 10 minutes, and let's face it- I need my traffic reports.
I don't like Hoppy and Toady on KFROG 95.1. They are not funny. They take hick to new extremes. Half of the time Hoppy is messing up, saying the wrong things, comes off as a prick, and he just sounds so gosh darn ignorant. I know that I can turn them on at 8, 15, 23, and so on past each hour and get my traffic. That's the only real reason I listen to them in the afternoon.
I listen to Todd Baker in the afternoon on KKGO (GoCountry105). He is funny and the format of his show is so different than other afternoon shows. He has fun, interesting segments like the "daily uplifter," "police blotter," and "LA's most wanted." His only problem on his show is the traffic reporter- Nora Wells. She is involved in most of these segments. She is so annoying- her voice for one. Second, she says the same thing over and over; when the daily uplifter comes on, she says "ooh, I hope it fits me," or "we all need to be uplifted." She is so redundant. She doesn't seem to have many brains, which bothers me to no end. I like intelligent people. I am getting to the point where when she comes on I turn. They need a better traffic reporter like Arianna Ortiz, Claire Beverly, or some other woman who has a few brains.
In the morning Shawn Parr is awesome on GoCountry. I love how during the traffic reports he says that at this exit on the freeway they have a Jack in the Box, a Dennys, or some other place. He is so random and has so much energy. While Shawn Parr is awesome, Robin Banks is not. Robin has the worst laugh. She tends to laugh at everything. She never has much to say. Sure, the traffic reporters are not the main show, but at least have something halfway intelligent to say. By the way, looking at her pic on gocountry's website I've determined that she is not hot, and I'm tired of hearing about her breast augmentation already.
I don't like Hoppy and Toady on KFROG 95.1. They are not funny. They take hick to new extremes. Half of the time Hoppy is messing up, saying the wrong things, comes off as a prick, and he just sounds so gosh darn ignorant. I know that I can turn them on at 8, 15, 23, and so on past each hour and get my traffic. That's the only real reason I listen to them in the afternoon.
I listen to Todd Baker in the afternoon on KKGO (GoCountry105). He is funny and the format of his show is so different than other afternoon shows. He has fun, interesting segments like the "daily uplifter," "police blotter," and "LA's most wanted." His only problem on his show is the traffic reporter- Nora Wells. She is involved in most of these segments. She is so annoying- her voice for one. Second, she says the same thing over and over; when the daily uplifter comes on, she says "ooh, I hope it fits me," or "we all need to be uplifted." She is so redundant. She doesn't seem to have many brains, which bothers me to no end. I like intelligent people. I am getting to the point where when she comes on I turn. They need a better traffic reporter like Arianna Ortiz, Claire Beverly, or some other woman who has a few brains.
In the morning Shawn Parr is awesome on GoCountry. I love how during the traffic reports he says that at this exit on the freeway they have a Jack in the Box, a Dennys, or some other place. He is so random and has so much energy. While Shawn Parr is awesome, Robin Banks is not. Robin has the worst laugh. She tends to laugh at everything. She never has much to say. Sure, the traffic reporters are not the main show, but at least have something halfway intelligent to say. By the way, looking at her pic on gocountry's website I've determined that she is not hot, and I'm tired of hearing about her breast augmentation already.
Monday, November 5, 2007
KNOTTS BERRY FARM!!!
My friend Gaby and I chaperoned a trip to Knotts Berry Farm for the kids we tutor. We didn't have to ride the bus, so I drove... here's some highlights from the trip. This was seriously one of the best nights I've had in a long time. We had tons of great conversation, lots of alone time (relatively speaking- we were in line with others, but just her and I), and of course the rides. We got on 10 rides... all the roller coasters we wanted and more. Gaby is one of my best friends and we don't get enough time alone together to talk and catch up, so this event was AWESOME.
Friday was condom day in my human reproduction class- the teacher went condom crazy and gave out hanfuls to everyone. I don't need them and so put them on my front seat with the plan of throwing them out. When she got in my car, I said to her "let me move my condoms" and she began laughing hysterically and said how she was not sure she wanted to ride with me anymore since I may have all these dirty things lined up. Then she went on about her being a girl, me being a guy, stuff happens when you're alone like in a car. Cars are the perfect place for something bad to happen. That was a good source of laughter for 10 minutes and we both talked about how we're a bit inexperienced with those... hahaha.... It was awesome, she was taking them out unrolling them and saying she'd never felt one before. She was asking if I'd ever used one, stuff like that. For the record NO... there's been no need.
I am always cold. I freeze easily... or used to. The weather was cold when we arrived, but I warmed up and shed my hoodie by 9:00p.m. That is very unusual for me.
I don't usually scream on rides, but Gaby told me to. I did. She got a big kick out of that. I do scream like a girl. I was amused that Gaby giggles on the rides. It is too funny. She doesn't scream. She giggles. She's special.
While in line for Silver Bullet, there was a guy and his girlfriend making out and really getting into it. His hand was up her shirt- you could see everything including her belly button and bra. He was playing with her breasts. She was a hot girl, I'll admit, I didn't mind the show, but Gaby did. She told me how disgusting that was. We're not students- we're tutors, so technically we have more power over these kids and I did look a good 5 years older than he did. I decided to exert my authority and went up to them and said "aaaaaaaaaaaahem... this is a school function, so try to keep it PG." The guy looked at me obviously embarrassed and didn't say anything. I think his girlfriend was more embarrassed. They did stop.
We got to talk about everything in lines and the lines were long enough we got plenty of talking in. We talked about work, school, family, friends, life, and more.
I enjoyed singing in the car to every song. Gaby likes my singing or so she says. My rule is if you're in my car, you have to hear me sing. I have no problem belting out in song. I do a dang good job, if I do say so myself... "I hope you know, I hope you know that this has nothing to do with you, it's personal myself and I we've got some straightening out to do and I'm going to miss you like a child misses their blanket cuz I've got to get a move on with my life..." you get the picture... I'll sing anything including Fergie's "Big Girl's Don't Cry."
I didn't get to bed until 4:00a.m. even though the park closed at 1:00a.m. No. Don't get any dirty ideas. Between 1 and 2a.m. Gaby and I drove home. Between 2:00-2:30 I was in the Jack in the Box drive through getting a big cheeseburger. From 2:30-3:30 I was talking with my mom about her bad experience with her school on that field trip. I didn't see her at all that night even though we were on the same field trip. Then I had to bathe and get ready for bed between 3:30 and 4 cuz I can't go to bed dirty.
Friday was condom day in my human reproduction class- the teacher went condom crazy and gave out hanfuls to everyone. I don't need them and so put them on my front seat with the plan of throwing them out. When she got in my car, I said to her "let me move my condoms" and she began laughing hysterically and said how she was not sure she wanted to ride with me anymore since I may have all these dirty things lined up. Then she went on about her being a girl, me being a guy, stuff happens when you're alone like in a car. Cars are the perfect place for something bad to happen. That was a good source of laughter for 10 minutes and we both talked about how we're a bit inexperienced with those... hahaha.... It was awesome, she was taking them out unrolling them and saying she'd never felt one before. She was asking if I'd ever used one, stuff like that. For the record NO... there's been no need.
I am always cold. I freeze easily... or used to. The weather was cold when we arrived, but I warmed up and shed my hoodie by 9:00p.m. That is very unusual for me.
I don't usually scream on rides, but Gaby told me to. I did. She got a big kick out of that. I do scream like a girl. I was amused that Gaby giggles on the rides. It is too funny. She doesn't scream. She giggles. She's special.
While in line for Silver Bullet, there was a guy and his girlfriend making out and really getting into it. His hand was up her shirt- you could see everything including her belly button and bra. He was playing with her breasts. She was a hot girl, I'll admit, I didn't mind the show, but Gaby did. She told me how disgusting that was. We're not students- we're tutors, so technically we have more power over these kids and I did look a good 5 years older than he did. I decided to exert my authority and went up to them and said "aaaaaaaaaaaahem... this is a school function, so try to keep it PG." The guy looked at me obviously embarrassed and didn't say anything. I think his girlfriend was more embarrassed. They did stop.
We got to talk about everything in lines and the lines were long enough we got plenty of talking in. We talked about work, school, family, friends, life, and more.
I enjoyed singing in the car to every song. Gaby likes my singing or so she says. My rule is if you're in my car, you have to hear me sing. I have no problem belting out in song. I do a dang good job, if I do say so myself... "I hope you know, I hope you know that this has nothing to do with you, it's personal myself and I we've got some straightening out to do and I'm going to miss you like a child misses their blanket cuz I've got to get a move on with my life..." you get the picture... I'll sing anything including Fergie's "Big Girl's Don't Cry."
I didn't get to bed until 4:00a.m. even though the park closed at 1:00a.m. No. Don't get any dirty ideas. Between 1 and 2a.m. Gaby and I drove home. Between 2:00-2:30 I was in the Jack in the Box drive through getting a big cheeseburger. From 2:30-3:30 I was talking with my mom about her bad experience with her school on that field trip. I didn't see her at all that night even though we were on the same field trip. Then I had to bathe and get ready for bed between 3:30 and 4 cuz I can't go to bed dirty.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Excited for a long day
I will be up at 6:30a.m. tommorow. No surprise there. I have class at 9:00a.m. 30 miles south of me. The class ends at 12. I plan to treat myself to a relaxing lunch wherever I go.... go in... sit down... relax... breathe... reflect. I have class from 2:00-5:00p.m.
At 5p.m. I'm going to RUSH to the high school. I am picking up one of my best friends, Gaby. We're going to chaperone the Knotts Berry Farm field trip for all the students in the program I tutor for. I'm looking forward to the car ride with her, talking, getting to catch up, stuff like that, me singing at the top of my lungs to the songs on the radio, Gaby laughing, and just talking about random stuff. I really want to talk since we haven't had much real alone time since we met for lunch in July to talk.
We hope to be at Knotts by 6:30. We're going to eat with the teachers we work with. It'll be awesome. Then after dinner we'll have 5 hours or so to kill riding some rides. All the roller coasters that spin, go upside down, give you that sense of vertigo, you know the deal. We're going to hang out with Mrs. F who we work with and go on rides together. I'm excited, hopefully Mrs. F won't chicken out on the rides.
The night ends at 1:00a.m. I'm sure we'll be hungry, so that'll mean a late night snack somewhere. We'll probably get home about 2:00a.m. Then, knowing me I'll be up at 9:00a.m. or so the next day.
At 5p.m. I'm going to RUSH to the high school. I am picking up one of my best friends, Gaby. We're going to chaperone the Knotts Berry Farm field trip for all the students in the program I tutor for. I'm looking forward to the car ride with her, talking, getting to catch up, stuff like that, me singing at the top of my lungs to the songs on the radio, Gaby laughing, and just talking about random stuff. I really want to talk since we haven't had much real alone time since we met for lunch in July to talk.
We hope to be at Knotts by 6:30. We're going to eat with the teachers we work with. It'll be awesome. Then after dinner we'll have 5 hours or so to kill riding some rides. All the roller coasters that spin, go upside down, give you that sense of vertigo, you know the deal. We're going to hang out with Mrs. F who we work with and go on rides together. I'm excited, hopefully Mrs. F won't chicken out on the rides.
The night ends at 1:00a.m. I'm sure we'll be hungry, so that'll mean a late night snack somewhere. We'll probably get home about 2:00a.m. Then, knowing me I'll be up at 9:00a.m. or so the next day.
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