- 8:30 PM -
5:15 AM, Monday - Tuesday, February 3rd - 4th,
1997:
- I didnt
do my production on Sunday because I didnt
work!!!! I thought I would be in for my
show!! FUCK ME. Scott wrote me a letter. Shit. I
apologized. Way to fuck up Kontras. Fairly good show
after Midnight, but Im finding it increasingly
more difficult to deal with Cannon's indifference to
me. He is boring, and theres nothing I can do
about it. The indifference part comes when I give him
topics and he "thinks about it". Also when he came in
he said to me: "Alright, give it to me...what are the
topics?" What? I gave him 3 strong ideas, and he
looked befuddled. What the hell? Anyway. Alright show,
and apparently there were quite a few calls to KP
about Dr. Dick. Cool.
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- 3:00 PM,
Tuesday, February 4th, 1997:
- Call #5. Cannon
called Mary Jo and asked why she never calls him about
topics. DING DING DING DING DING...this explains his
reaction last night. She told him I was the producer
and she tells ME the topics. What the hell is he
thinking? I always give him the topics...what a
nimrod. And get this: He called her on this semi
private phone line that is only for Randy Michaels
(President of Jaycor). The only way he could get that
number was by snooping around on HER desk.
Voila-opening to tell her about his snooping for his
ratings. I didnt make a big deal about it, but
felt the time was right to tell her. Thats not
cool at all. She got really snotty with him. Cool.
Asked her if they had gotten any calls about me and
she said quuite a few... "Darryl told me to tell you,
lay off the sex with animals." I kind of laughed and
tried to explain it was more of an inference. I later
got to talk with Darryl and he reiterated, "Even the
most liberal minds tend to buckle at necrophilia or
beastiality..." I asked if there was anyway I could
play him the bit, and we set up a meeting for Tomorrow
at 3:00. Shit, now Im kind of nervous. Nah,
hell dig it.
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- 9:00 PM -
5:30 AM, Tuesday - Wednesday, February 4th - 5th,
1997:
- OJ Simpson was
found liabel on all accounts for the deaths of Ron and
Nicole. Thus, Cannons show was a breeze, and
FILLED with callers. I struggled to make him keep the
calls short, which he did fairly well. A few times I
got really pissed that he didnt say some points.
And twice he didnt go NEXT to the caller I
thought would most help his show. Oh well, hes
getting better. At the end of the show I could sense
some arrogance on his part because it was so good, but
come on Cannon...a fuckin robot couldve
done that. Its a no-brainer night. And tomorrow
will most likely be as well. Lehner could not get me
the press pass for the all-star game and is still
trying for the 27th. Fuck. That was a dream. And with
that, I let you read the next paragraph. OH JESUS LET
IT BE GOOD.
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- 2:30 PM -
7:00 AM, Wednesday - Thursday, February 5th - 6th,
1997:
- Meeting #6.
Alrighty then, this is what I call a long day. Damn
near 17 hours. But first the meeting. WONDERFUL,
AWESOME. I finally believe him. We talked a bit about
things, and finally he wanted to hear the tape. With
all the calls theyve gotten I was worried. HE
LAUGHED HIS ASS OFF. It was awesome. He kept chuckling
and saying how the ladies that called him were
repeating some of the lines. Wish I couldve
heard that. He did say the word semen is a no-no.
Apparently body functions are as illegal as the seven
deadly words. No shit...haha. He said it does kind of
go over the edge, but thats good. You need to do
that every once and a while. We talked about the show
and he said I was "the most talented guy at the
station." He said no one can do what Im doing. I
asked him if he thought I was at the wrong station,
because he made a comment about how Dr. Dick would be
good for some morning shows. He said no. He gave me
the feeling of "just hang on, your time is coming..."
When I asked about the Hansel position he said they
were looking for a loud mouth, opinionated guy like
Bill Cunningham. He said I am being considered for
these openings. This one theyre just looking
for something different. He did say they wanted
someone who would be able to debate the issues more,
and now I see me falling into the trap of "freak boy".
I do so much production, so much music, so many comedy
bits that people think Im compensating for not
being a good talk host. COULDNT be further from
the truth, I just want people to be entertained. Kind
of a catch-22 here. Oh well. Once again he was very
over flattering with me, which was nice. The biggest
feeling I got from this meeting was "HANG ON". And I
will. Now I guess Im shooting for drive time.
4-6 PM. That, then Munch. Wow. It could be awesome. In
time. I just have to be patient. I told him I
wasnt and he said "thats good...stay
eager..." I cant remember everything that was
said, but it was an awesome meeting. We talked for
almost 90 minutes. As I was leaving I ran upstairs to
check out the rest of the place and I saw Joel Riley,
who is now the scheduling dude, and more but I
cant remember, and talked to him a bit. Darryl
came up and I asked him if I was on this Sunday, and
Im not!!!! What the fuck! He said Sis, traffic
lady that screams obscenities, had a death in the
family and wouldnt be back until Friday and he
didnt want to throw this on her. I looked
noticeably upset. He's bumped me 3 times in a row and
all of this AFTER the Other Paper article saying
I was on Sundays? There goes that momentum. He said I
would be on. Then a lady from Damons came, had
to get some of that. Food galore. Its national
signing day and there were all these recruits coming.
One of those stick around and be seen deals. And I
did. At about 7:00 I was watching Munchs phones
and I realized, "shit, I might as well stick around.
Great. So I talked with Sara, the replacement for
Carmen, and around 8:00 I went in and did a song. Andy
came with his new Late Show Theme at 9:00 (which is
absolutely kick-fuckin' ass. I will close every show
with it from now on. He totally hit a home run. Then
at 10:00 I helped Cannon until 11:00. His show? It was
alright. The OJ thing wore off really quick. He really
had a nice luxury in going on right after the trial
last night. Tonight he did a little, but it was
obviously dead. He meandered around with his news
stories for awhile, and it of course drug on and on
and on. Is $8.00 an hour worth listening to this shit?
Rush was actually fun cause I talked to my dad
the first hour, watched Loveline the second hour, and
cleaned up the third. Afterwards I went into the
production room and added some background vocals on
Andys song. Then at about 6:15 Joe comes in and
we have to find all of these spots that Kahler
didnt label correctly. It was nuts. SO FINALLY a
little past 7:00 AM, I finally leave. A 17-hour
day.
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- 9:30 PM -
5:30 PM, Thurdsday - Friday, February 6th - 7th,
1997:
- What a little
cocksucker Cannon is. Pathetic, big cocksucker is more
like it. So hes getting NOOOO calls. 45 minutes
until his first, and that was it for the hour. Then
some guy calls up to talk about a topic he brought up.
The guy was kind of slow, but funny. Cannon talked to
him just fine, and when got off the air with him and
went to a break he went nuts. "Why wasnt he
screened!? You have to screen out these retards!!!" I
pushed down the button to make it so she (Sara) could
hear him, and he went off on her. I asked him if he
wanted to tell her this, and he looked more
frustrated. And boy did he yell. He was extremely
derrogatory, and I told him to his face, "You
didnt have any calls, how was she supposed to
know..." He yells more: "You screen them, you
cant have these retards on the air." At the next
break I went in and told her to hang up on his next 3
callers. "Screen" them. I was so embarassed for her.
Its her first night and hes got to be like
that. She came in a bit later and said she was sorry.
And guess what he said?! "Dont worry I handled
him well." WHAT A FUCKIN FREAK!!!! No moviegoer
would believe this story if it was on the big screen.
JESUS. What a pathetic, little man...AHHH!! The rest
of the night was semi-decent. Rush, was cool once
again. Free time to watch TV, and play on the net.
Read an article about Michael Jackson in Penthouse
after my shift. Wow, he really seduced that little
kid. Whew. He didnt admit it of course, but
Im pretty certain now. Conners talks to me like
a human now, but still likes trying to get under my
skin. Hes got this thing about askin me
Greek questions. I humor him. What is it with older
generations being so captivated by family origin? I
should tell him Im Italian one morning. That
would be pretty good.
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- 6:00 PM -
2:15 AM, Saturday - Sunday, February 8th - 9th,
1997: SHOW 228
- Not like
pulling teeth the first night, but not as good as my
second night. It sucked by my standards though. Hardly
any calls. I did keep it busy though. John came and
brought his friend Eddie. Eddie did radio in Alaska,
and they both added to the party atmosphere that
Darryl wanted. Redid The Boyles of course and a new
Dr. Dick. Raunchy yet funny. Its getting popular
so Im excited. Otherwise, another slow show, but
probably fun to listen to. Good night online as well.
Wow, thats it. This sucks. I miss my old
show. In this amount of time I would've been on
the air for 36 hours and instead I've been on 15. Andy
made me a Late
Show Closing Song
that is just perfect. Added some backing vocals
and will play it from now on to close the show. Thank
you Andy!
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- 5:15 AM -
6:30 AM, Monday, February 10th, 1997:
- Went in late to
finish some spots, and also put a Cosby bit on to
DAT.
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- 3:00 PM,
Monday, February 10th, 1997:
- ROY SHEARS
DIED. I cant believe it. Im gonna do a
tribute for him this weekend. Wow.
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