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Spend Your Money
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Tuesday, 2008-September-30 • 21:40
The Dems finally got their wish and the economy is having some trouble....and so to celebrate, yesterday I went on an on-line shopping spreeeeee! I had so much fun and it will give me something to look forward to in the next few weeks as I get my regular visits from the UPS man. I told my brother about the shopping excess and he was worried they should hold an intervention. Today, I thought it was out of my system, but I kept finding myself using the remote to swing by QVC and HSN....Luckily I didn't need a purse, gold hoop ear-rings or some asian lady's skin cream.

Have you seen the info commercial for Billy selling a machine that duplicates the White Castle hamburger. Damn! I would kill for a White Castle RIGHT NOW! And some onion chips! West Coast...eat your heart out.

Did I ever tell you I met that babe...Kathy....who does the info commercials for the little sandwich makers and now the micro-wave pasta cooker....her family loves everything she cooks.

This is a lame blog. Sorry. It's late, I'm tired, and I spent all my $. Isn't it rather lame that I have to order my cologne on-line. Jung. No body sells it anymore. No wonder it is soooo 80's.

Trying to plan something for this week so when Saturday rolls around it won't seem like I wasted it all. Maybe I'll go to a movie on Thursday. I have to go to the library so that will work. Library and movie on Thursday afternoon. Thursday night is the big debate and I'll be on pins and needles. Friday?....hmmm.....I'll think about that tomorrow.....since tomorrow is another day......R
Always Eating
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Sunday, 2008-September-28 • 20:52
Another family get-together....this time over brunch at the Black Bear Casino. I planned to go see a movie afterward, since I was missing the Vikings game anyway, but by the time we were finished talking and saying good-bye, I had missed the movie, so I drove home listening to the sorry Vikings on the radio. Back in the black-out days, we used to listen to all the home-games on the radio since they weren't on TV locally. All those years of black-outs were stupid then and they are stupid now that I remember them. We'd go to a movie and listen to the little transister radio. Once in the middle of some movie at the Orpheum in downtown Mpls someone else watching the movie yelled out..."What's the score?". The movie, "Night of the Lepus" was totally ruined. I got home in time to see the interception that iced the Vikings loss and then with some cowboy movie in the back-ground, fell asleep on the couch for a couple of hours. The Simpson's and Family guy were great. I was worried that the Family guy was going to be sacriligious (sic) but it wasn't. Next week I guess. Even American Dad was funny tonight. And happy happy day, THE UNIT escaped being axed and the season opener was super.

I don't have anything planned for tomorrow so I might not blog. Even I am bored by this...R
Over the Hills...
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Saturday, 2008-September-27 • 21:32
Cloquet, Minnesota is only about 20 miles from me but for some reason I dread the drive. There's even an Interstate but in my auto-paranoia, I take back roads all the way. (So far I have only nicked a deer...the one I eventually kill is still just a twinkle in his daddy's eye...I think they are going to name him Bambi. According to the internet Bambi is the most common boy's name for a deer. The second is Joshua. The most popular girl's name is LaQwuana and the second most popular is Shaleqwa) My niece and her husband were visiting and another niece was having a little get-together so I grudgingly dodged the herds of forest rats (deer) and drove the 20 miles. The food was great and prodigiously heaped upon the table and I did my best to do right by the starving people in China. Aside from a morning spent in bed reading, nothing much to write. If you are up-to-date on MY STORY you will have read about the niece who rode with me 2/3's of the way to California in December of 1979. That's the niece who was visiting. (Am I spelling niece correctly? It doesn't look right) Anyway, glad I went. Now, I'm going to have a soupcon of chocolate cake and a half glass of diet Mountain Dew and go to sleep. (OMG--I'm going to sleep like a baby...)R
The Rest of the Day
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Friday, 2008-September-26 • 22:02
You were warned!

After reading the various political blogs I read every day, I settled down on the sofa with a book. I got it at the library and it is only a week rental so the pressure is on. Actually, I'll finish it by Monday. About 5 months ago I bought a turn-table. I have mountains of vinyl, especially classics and show stuff and now I can actually listen to some of it. Clicks, scratches, surface noise. CD's have taken a lot of the pleasure out of recorded music.

When Rush Limbaugh started I turned off Maria Callas and listened for an hour or so. He was distracting me from my reading so I gave up on the book AND Rush and nuked a Lean Quisine and watched Project Runway.

I am working on some paintings and put the vinyl back on and spent a few hours painting and admiring. When I smoked, the admiring would be combined with a cigarette and I miss that part.

When my painting knees finally gave out, I plopped in front of the computer and surfed and IM'd for an hour or so. Watched the news and Judge Judy.

Tonight I went to see a recital of the brother of a friend who plays the cello. As far as I was concerned he's another Yo Yo Ma, except that he isn't Chinese and I'm no expert. Seriously, it was wonderful. When I got home I watched my DVR of the debate and have only two things to say:

1. I wish McCain wouldn't spend so much time bashing Bush and the Republicans...

2. Obama's ears are much to large for him to ever be President.

After reaching that irrational conclusion I realized I hadn't taken my complete dosage of meds, which I did, and now, as I feel the creeping tingles of drug-induced derangement, it is time to get in bed.

It was a pretty good day.....Love, R
I'm Back!
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Friday, 2008-September-26 • 07:48
Thanks for the mail wondering where I was. I guess I didn't make it clear that I was going to be vacating (is that a word?) for a while. Even though some of you have suggested it, I have resisted daily blogs along the line of..."Woke at 8am, watched a little TV, had lunch with my friend, ....etc....." But, on these little gaps while I am away, I guess things aren't quite so boring and I could include you.

Anyway, I got home last night at about 11pm and I'm still getting myself around things. I'll up-date soon.
Have A Great Week-end!
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Friday, 2008-September-12 • 10:50
Have you ever wondered how many meat-balls they make at IKEA in a day? I am sure that info is somewhere on the net but I'm too lazy to search for it. After spending the morning with the Swedes I am ready to trash every piece of furniture I own and go 100% Ikea. I know. I know. I might as well buy my furniture at Target. I need a new TV watching chair. The one I have I bought at Dayton's (?) in 1976 and after following me around the country and being abused by my fat ass for all these years, it is ready to be recycled. This morning I sat in at least a dozen possible replacements and not one of them threw a party for my butt. Oh well....the quest continues.

If I do buy a chair today I'd have to bring it with me to NYC. I'm not paying those delivery charges. I can just imagine some babe at Northwest telling me I'm 350 pounds over-weight. I got to go. Ain't WIFI grand?

We live in a material world!!

R
General Managers
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Wednesday, 2008-September-10 • 18:32
Someone asked me last night about my GM's. If I have been hard on management I didn't mean to be because often I was trying or pretending to be part of it. The best way to judge my general managers is not during the stress and hyper-activity of the moment but in the feeling you have 10-20-30 years later.

I have good memories of a man named Stan Stynicki, the GM and weatherman! at KAUS-KMMT-TV in Austin. He gave me a shot.

Deane Johnson and Harold Greenberg WERE both my GM's at KDWB but I will always think of Deane as the PD who gave me the shot and Harold Greenberg as the manager of the stations in Washington State.

U100 was a big part of my story and Mike Sigelman trusted me and we rode that plane all the way down together. Jack Nugent was good to me. I have (believe it or not) fond memories of Bill Johnson from the first station in Modesto. For just a bit Bruce Markman was my boss the second time around and I have no complaints.

Wow! I began this thinking I'd only name a few and say the rest were assholes. There is a truth here. Looking back on my colleagues of 29 years I have so many more positive memories than the other kind it is daunting. After all this time, 96% of the people I worked with are in my brain all warm and fuzzy. Who would have thunk it?

R
Ooops!
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Tuesday, 2008-September-09 • 22:24
Thanks Whoopie Woman for correcting my attempt at erudition....

"Thomas Wolfe said you can't go home again, but maybe he was talking to Dylan Thomas when he said that. Dylan replies that you can take the boy out of Wales, but can't take Wales out of the boy."...email from Cindi

I knew it was some guy who said it....I actually thought Dylan Thomas said it and have repeated that many many times....but then you know how Dylan Thomas lied. I hate to think of how many people over the years have gone home after a conversation with me and while brushing their teeth, chuckled softly and murmured..."How embarrassing was that?"

I know I have whined a bunch about my Friday dinner. After contemplating the ENTIRE conversation, perhaps it started down-hill when I asked them for their opinion on anus transplants.* IDK.

Take care and thanks for the mail.....

Rob

* Just would you rather get one from Jessica Simpson or King Kong Bundy.
Bringing Up The Past
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Monday, 2008-September-08 • 19:38
The great news is that I just finally might have some morning radio available. The station I listen to most has FINALLY replaced this very lame syndicated thing with something else and I can't wait to give it a chance. Some time I should comment on the other shows but like my mother said..."If you can't say something nice about a morning show...."....You know the rest.

Probably the most frequent comment I get mailed to me refers to U100 and those "great" days. Great days? Well.......I know I had fun. I know it was exciting. I know we broke some new ground and made some big mistakes...but the one thing I know is that Dylan Thomas was right....you can't go home. Someone said to me they wanted to recreate U100 and that 'it would probably be a success still today'...Not!

What would be recreated? Are they remembering Jethro Tull or Olivia Newton John? Is it "...sitting on a park bench..." or "...please Mr please don't play B-17...."....? (Or whatever B it was....)

I hate Classic Rock stations. KQRS-FM in the Twin Cities isn't the KQ of old. It's just a glorified oldies station. The music they play is the music U100 played while they meandered and whispered their way thru 'underground' radio.

The only thing U100 has to offer to the current radio scene is the sense of excitement and innovation that so many radio stations lack. What has kept KQRS in the game all these years is their consistency, personalities, and the myriads of people remembering something that never was...

I apologize to my many West Coast readers who don't know what (who) the hell I am talking about. It is just some somewhere over the rainbow shit where birds flew...for a bit.

R
Sunday Night Trauma
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Sunday, 2008-September-07 • 19:52
Just got off the phone with one of my friends. This is great phone because we talk about so much crap and laugh so hard. Of course, politically, we agree on most everything. Anyway...it's a good thing the phone call was sandwiched between this blog and the TV I was just finishing watching when he called. RELIABLE SOURCES on CNN. Damn! I should know better than to watch that news channel but....sometimes I flip totally out.

Of course they were discussing the Sarah Palin 'fall-out' and how the press had dealt with it. And of course the 1st panel found little wrong with the coverage! Are they delusional? Three ultra-libs and one pseudo centrist. Some woman with the last name Rooney who works for the public-tv station in Boston! (Need I say more) Some guy who looked like the head waiter at a German restaurant, Sally-We Know What's Good For You-Quinn, and the supposed counter-point. If they all think the press probing of Sarah Palin (and family)was perfectly within the bounds of propriety...than they won't mind if I pose the following questions:

1. Did Hillary Clinton enjoy having sex with Vince Foster?

2. When did Chelsea Clinton go on the pill?

3. Has B. Obama (or Michelle) ever been treated for an STD? (He won't release his medical records you know....just like the former President)

The second panel was slightly better thank-you-very-much. Ask all the policy questions you want. Have as many policy differences as you like.

Finally...I heard from one of my one-time liberal friends who de-friended me because I like George Dubbya. Two comments. Why are you reading my blogs if I am de-friended and do you eat with that same mouth?

....and so to bed.....

Rob
Should Have Stayed Home
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Saturday, 2008-September-06 • 08:41
Last night I actuallly accepted a dinner invitation and turned a B+ day into a D. My bit of social adventurism reminded me that I no longer have to suffer fools. (Some days I can barely tolerate myself)

Derangement. That is the only word to explain the twisted and ridiculous opinions of the people I met. This isn't a large city and now I'll have to wear a disguise when venturing out to prevent ever meeting them again.

Liberals! Democrats! Assholes!

In earlier screes I have tried not to get political. I will now break those pledges. There is no moral equivilency between truth and fiction. The 'other guy's' opinion is worth crap if it is WRONG.

Last night was like having dinner with the entire staff of MSNBC. When I visit the Minnesota State Fair and see the radio station booths, or listen to the radio stations of today, or hear stories of radio as it is today from the current broadcasting crop, I don't just get depressed.....I get angry. As an example, KDWB-FM at the fair. A crappy 80's traveling transister (?) radio on the bed of a truck that looked like it carried troops to war in 1942 with windows so small (TINTED?) a sniper could operate from them picking off customers exiting the haunted house. What an embarassment. What an insult to the legacy of Contemporary Radio at the fair. My niece (age 12) loves KDWB. That's because she doesn't know any better. And, as KDWB is an embarassment at the Fair, MSNBC is an embarassment to television news. The fact that Brian Williams and Tom Brokaw are on MSNBC and featured there makes them prostitutes. They are whoring their legacy for a paycheck.

So, here I am having dinner with a couple of Keith Olberman/Rachael Maddow wanna-be's and hating every minute. (I just deleted a couple of paragraphs of their crap. If you want to know what they believe just check out any of the hate-filled, junk on the left-wing blog sites or listen to Keith Olberman on MSNBC.)

I have to stop. I'm starting to get incoherent. All this political stuff is my favorite stuff and I miss it between elections. Political beliefs are like religious beliefs. Much of it you accept on faith and just because you believe. Nothing wrong with that. But HATING someone? That is what has happened to the fools on the left. It seems, in my experience, only liberals will end a friendship over politics. Until now. I don't expect any future invitations to dinner from Keith and Rachel. Thank God. I'd rather slide down a razor-blade banister into a vat of salty-water.

Whew! I feel better now. (No, I don't...but oh well.)

Rob
Life's Rules (Continued)
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Friday, 2008-September-05 • 14:41
Never go to a movie with your parents.

My parents are gone, many years now, and to tell the truth I would give all I have to spend a couple of hours with them again. My rule only applies to living parents.

If you get by the movie selection process (they will be angry if you pick the wrong one and you'll hate the right one), there are problems looming.

"We can share a popcorn." No! No! Who knows where those fingers have been.

"Now, let's not sit too close."

"Can you see the screen?"

"This floor is sticky."

"What smells?"

If you go to a movie with the folks they will fall asleep. You may be able to tolerate that but the snoring can be distracting. Along with the drool in the popcorn.

Suddenly I am thinking of an exception. Younger women can go to a movie with their mother. As long as there aren't any graphic sex scenes. You will both be disgusted knowing that the other has done it.

All this came to mind this afternoon at the movies. I went to see the Nicholas Cage movie. Every one is the same. At least he most always dies in the end. My movie-going experience was ruined when someone sat immediately in front of me. I wasn't able to put my legs up on the seat. This reminded me of my mother saying, "Do you put your feet on the furniture at home?" Frequently, but only when unshod. Besides...at home I don't charge myself $6.50 for popcorn!

This morning I couldn't wait. I awoke at 8:23am, wandered itching and scratching into the kitchen. I found two slices of bread, one of them, the heel. I was out of Grey Poupon and mayonaise. Well, I was out of real mayo. I have the non-fat variety but that doesn't really work. As you know, it is made with recycled latex house paint and they add heaps of sugar to it to disguise the taste. A person may-as-well cover the sandwich with maple syrup. Ah, you guessed it. The left-over pot roast covered those two pathetic slices of bread...I resorted to French's yellow mustard and some anemic lettuce hunks. A dash of salt and pepper and a half empty half-gallon of milk joined the sandwich and I as I wandered back to my bed to read, eat, and drink. (I don't put the milk in a glass because it doesn't spill as easily drunk straight from the plastic jug. "Are you drinking from the bottle?"...quote from Mom.

All in all it was a good morning, a fair afternoon, and no matter what happens tonight I'm giving September 5, 2008 a B+.

Later....

Rob
Meanderings!
Posted by Rob Sherwood   •   Thursday, 2008-September-04 • 11:00
Sometimes the trials we face are less than earth-shattering. For lunch I had to decide between a sandwich based on some left over Swedish Meatballs or one based on left over pot roast. Pot roast, either hot or cold, is a special gift of God, so I actually chose the meatballs so I could spend a few more hours anticipating the pot roast. I am tempted to have a pot roast sandwich for dinner, but even in my aimless life I have rules. Rule: Sandwiches for only one meal per day. Unless I can't resist.

There seems to be something sort of sinful about a sandwich heavily laced with cold sour-cream gravy. I tuned into one of the TV stations in the Twin Cities before going to the State Fair and the off-the-shelf 'news' story was about how to eat healthy at the fair! WHY EVEN GO! Across from what used to be called the Mexican Village (I don't know what they call it now) was a stand selling fruit. There were cobwebs on it and the people working there had a vacant stare. They were either dead or in a coma from boredom. "Mom! Mom! When we get to the Fair can I have a banana? Please! Please! I'll be good." "A banana? Have you checked the carbs on a banana? Have some celery. Isn't it fun how it crunches?"

There is other fair food that has struck my fancy. At the Western Washington Fair in ...well, Western Washington, they had two signature foods. There were no sticks involved. First were the scones. Seriously, the demented souls of Western Washington would stand in huge lines to get their scone. In my opinion they were just so-so. I would greedily eat them...if someone else did the line standing....warm, smothered in butter and jam...ok. They weren't bad. It was just the line thing that bothered me. The other Western Washington item was called...an Onion Burger. This was a rather puny hamburger piled to obscene demensions with greasy fried onions. It was WONDERFUL! It was difficult to tell if there was any meat on that burger at all....thus, the aptly named ONION burger.

Leave it to California to entice me with something that could be served in a fern bar. At the Asparagus Festival they would take a crusty sour-dough roll, fill it with sliced tri-tip (A Beef cut difficult to find outside of California...think maybe London Broil)...plus a few spears of asparagus and a ranch sauce and you hear the angels sing. Over the years out west I had some pretty tasty Mexican Fair food. At the Loon Festival in Northern Minnesota (Missed it this year!!Damn!) they have a great Indian Taco. Features Native American fried bread (a staple at any respectable PowWow) but folded and filled like a taco. Depending on the filling, it is tasty, greasy, and HUGE.

So that finishes my Fair Fetish for 2008. Just consider it my yearly Schtik on a Stick. What's next on the agenda. I'm thinking of San Francisco for Halloween. If any place knows how to celebrate Halloween it is SF.

Back soon....

Rob
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