February 27, 2005
Signing The Pledge

No, I haven't gone tee-total, it's just that time of year again, where jazz89 KUVO is having one of its three pledge drives.

This one, the winter drive, is the toughest to do. It's 12 days long, and frankly a lot of listeners probably have donor fatigue (not to be confused with doner fatigue from eating too many large kebabs), after the holiday season, and the tsunami disaster.

Added to which, being on, on a Saturday is (according to the boss) extra-tough, because os many people are out and about enjoying the mild winter weather (and sunshine) instead of staying in and calling the station with a pledge.

Nonetheless, yesterday I put my best foot forward and headed down to the studio, for two hours of jazz-related public begging.

The show went well, but getting pledges was so hard, that I think that Erk and Doulgas (my two studio guests) and I, are now technically qualified to put DDS after our names. It was like pulling teeth!

Despite that, we had fun, made each other, and hopefully the listeners, laugh, and played the usual mix of upbeat and funky jazz.

Next week's show will also be a pledge drive one, and right now, I don't have any studio guests planned, as the one I did have, now can't make it. So, if you're a KUVO member/volunteer, and you think you could stand the craziness of Teatime Jazz, call the station.

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February 18, 2005
Slim Boy Fats*

Last week, during my radio show (Teatime Jazz 3-5pm MST every Saturday) a fellow KUVO broadcaster called. K'Nee hosts the late-night acid jazz show on the station, and over my time on-air we've always gotten on well.

He wanted to know if I'd present his show for him again. He didn't, however, specify which weekend. I just got a call from him, and it's tonight, from midnight until 2am (7-9am UK time).

So if you're awake, and fancy a laugh at my attempt to be cool and edgy, tune in (89.3FM or kuvo.org)

*geddit? A re-working of a well-known dance music DJ/performer... with a jazz referrence (Fats Waller).

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February 11, 2005
Trailer Trash 2

I was asked to record a new trailer for my show. It's no epic production, but here it is anyway: Trailer (700KB)

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February 10, 2005
No Comment

OK, so my attempt at stopping comment spammers seems to have been a bit more sucessful than I'd have liked.

It now turns out that the system is claiming you need to register to leave a comment. I didn't set that up comment registration, so I'm not sure why that's happening.

Trust me, I'm working on it.

In the meantime, if you have a burning desire to inform me of something, you can click the "Contact DMfM" link on the right.

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I Haul, You Haul, We All Haul

In an effort to save some money, I moved out of my storage unit today.

Things at work are super-slow, we're all on (even further) reduced hours, trying to out-sit the lull. So, Miles and I hired a U-Haul truck, and spent the day loading what's left of my worldly goods into the truck, and unloading them into the garage.

When I moved into the unit, I had a friend help me move in. Today, it was just me doing all the lifting, and Miles supervising. This included my dishwasher, a three-seater sofa, and many heavy boxes of books. Oh, and the world's heaviest television.

Have I mentioned that I ache all over?

Click to enlarge.

The pics where taken with my mobile phone's camera, hence the lower quality.

Ended the day with a surprise call from Jodi. We haven't talked on the phone in about two years. Boy can that girl yak! ;-)

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February 06, 2005
Dead Funny

TV Irony: United of Omaha airing a life insurance/funeral cost insurance commercial, in the middle of the Sci-Fi Channel showing, "Return Of The Living Dead III".

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February 05, 2005
The Power Of A(n Old) Woman

I just HAVE to share this mp3 with you. It may well be doing the rounds of the Internet already, it may not. Suffice it to say, it gave me enough of a laugh, when sent to my by my friend Mary, that I think it warrants posting here.

To set the scene, it originates from Jack In The Box, where an operations manager was late for a meeting and called his boss to tell him he was running late. As he was leaving the voice mail message, he witnessed an accident and went on to provide "play by play" of the incident.

It was passed along and forwarded so many times within Jack in the Box, it crashed their voice mail server. Click here to hear/download the voicemail. (warning: it's nearly 2MB in size).

It does bring a whole new meaning to the term "bible basher".

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