[radio kvetch]
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10/21/2004 1:05:00 PM |
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| | air america radio | ] |
Okay. To start, I should explain that I come from a freakishly frugal family. My father is the worst, but my grandmother followed a close second. Both of them would only buy cars in cash - it's cheaper that way. But. Neither of them ever bought cars with radios installed. They would actually have their cars specially ordered in from the factory, since most cars in the showroom came with a radio installed - just to save that $50, or whatever an AM/FM radio costs.
So. I am driving my grandmother's old car at the moment... and of course it has no radio. When we drove to Tennessee over last summer, we decided that we had to have something to listen to on the way. So instead of going to Radio Shack and buying that $50 car radio, we stopped at Walmart on the way and bought a $10 radio/cassette "boom box"... Come to think of it, I guess this peculiar behaviour runs in the family. Anyway, the radio is junk, much like you'd expect a cheap radio from Walmart to be, and of course all my cassette tapes were in our Nissan that caught on fire. We can usually pick up the major station of whatever place we're in, and that about covers it. We listened to a lot of bad country music on the way to Tennessee. Anyway...
I was driving to Winchester this morning to run some errands, and it was drizzley and dreary and I was sleepy, so I thought I would listen to some music to keep myself awake. And what radio station did I pick up today? Lifetime Radio... yes, Radio for Women. And as it turns out, apparantly women like crap! It was the most gut-wrenchingly horrid noise ever. The first song was one by Luther Vandross; some sort of shmaltz about him dancing with his father. Um, eww. After that they played some awful song by Genesis, and it was then that I decided that if this was Radio For Women, I want to rip out my uterus and sell it on Ebay right now. Of course, I don't like Lifetime's cheeseball movies that always seem to star Melissa Gilbert or some chick from The Facts of Life, either, so what do I know about being a proper woman. At any rate, it was completely awful, and I would rather listen to the static, thankyouverymuch.
But now I'm home, and listening to Al Franken, and all is right with the world.
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