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.
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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!
Reagan & I are weekly companions!
@Duck - one word: podcast. You never have to miss it again.
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.
Gonna have to change your name to Garrison!
Youbetcha I knew you was a Lutheran....
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