6.23.2008

I promise you.

One day, I'm going to start a talk with the words "It was a quiet week in Lake Wobegon, my hometown....out there, on the edge of the prairie."

Only a small fraction will understand. And I don't care.

One day.

6 comments:

Jenn S. (a.k.a. Ducky) said...

They may not understand, but if you bring one of those mouth-sound-effects guys, at least they would be entertained. And perhaps then you can explain to the young adults what this old-fashioned thing called radio drama is.

--Ducky, who missed the APHC rerun this Sunday. Dangit!

Todd said...

Reagan & I are weekly companions!

Randy Bohlender said...

@Duck - one word: podcast. You never have to miss it again.

standingonthewall said...

Ah yes, I had forgotten this convergence of old and modern technology: radio converted to podcast. Though with a couple NPR stations in the area I usually don't need to get the podcast; I simply amuse myself by switching back and forth between stations and seeing if one is a few seconds behind the others.

Johnny said...

Gonna have to change your name to Garrison!

Sean The Red said...

Youbetcha I knew you was a Lutheran....