friday news roundup
August 20, 2010
I sort of dissed Diane Rehm a bit yesterday, even though I kind of love her, although she DID devote an entire hour of her show to bedbugs yesterday, so she kind of had it coming, but I listened to her again this morning, because I love the Friday News Roundup.
Except for when her guests insist on pronouncing country names as if they are from there. PahkiSTAN. Oh. Do you also say Los Angeles as if you just crossed over from Tijuana? Stop it. You’re from Jersey.
But today, inspired by a bit of comedy in her Friday news roundup, I’ll do a bit of a roundup. Starting with her roundup.
A guy, Michael from Falls Church, VA, calls in and says the obligatory “Thanks for taking my call.” Yes, and thanks for wasting the first few seconds of your call thanking Diane for taking your call. SHE didn’t take your call, some producer in the booth did. Okay? So just ask your question already, you schmuck.
Wait, let me take my pill.
Okay, I’m back, much better.
Anyway, this Michael from Falls Church, VA, says “earlier in the show, you mentioned Jury Rigging something something in PahkisTAN. I just wanted to tell you, it’s not Jury Rigging. It’s GERRY Rigging. From the same guy who invented Gerrymandering. So there.”
There was a thunderous silence (during which the caller screener was probably executed on the spot). Except in my car, where there was thunderous laughter.
By the way, a quick Google search shows that Michael from Falls Church, Va is almost certainly wrong. Which makes the entire episode that much funnier. A grammar nazi didn’t just plop down on someone’s blog and criticize the use of a split infinitive. He called a widely syndicated radio show and did it. And was almost certainly WRONG about it.
Diane and her Friday News Roundup cohorts composed themselves quickly. Although, for a second or two, I was sure Diane was going to rip this guy a new orifice. And then she remembered doctor’s orders about her voice.
And so, they returned to less important subjects, such as the possibility of Israel bombing Iran, the retirement of the secretary of defense, that sort of drivel.
And now for something completely different.
On our ride up AF Canyon this morning (which might explain why I was even listening to Diane Rehm in the first place, since locally she comes on at 9am, and I’m usually well into my second Diet Coke at my desk by then), we were passed by this car about 4 times (they kept going up and coming back down, and not very fast):
Sure, it’s a fine car, a Buick I think. But check out that bike.
In other words, Shawn Bradley was about to ride AF Canyon. Or Goliath. One of the two. Or Sasquatch. Or someone else really really large.
It was a good ride up AF this morning, except for the part where I was dfl to the summit, and had lost all feeling in my left hand. I had to wave it around like a crazy man for about 5 minutes before I could grip the bar again.
So I guess my preparations for Park City Point to Point are coming along nicely.
Wait, when is that again?