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Jabba’s sail barge.


      “I think that the guy is lazy. And it’s prob’ly not his fault, because laziness is a trait in blacks. It really is; I believe that. It’s not anything they can control, ya know. I’m not racist. I’m the least racist guy you’ll ever know. They call me a racist, and that’s just a lie. That’s another thing they do. But I love black people. I’m gonna be a big president for the blacks, and that’s why they love me. I’ve got black accountants at Trump Castle and at Trump Plaza — black guys counting my money! I hate it. The only kind of people I want counting my money are short guys that wear yarmulkes every day. Those are the kind of people I want counting my money. Nobody else.” –Donald Trump

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2016-08-19) KNYO (and, three hours in, also KMEC) Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and enjoy.

I have a cold, so I took more frequent breaks and played a little more recorded material than usual, but otherwise it’s not a bad show. Something for the aliens to find when they land and we’re all dead and gone, but there’s a thumb drive in the ice, see, and they figure it out and play it by plugging it directly into their nose, and they like it. One of their scientist-poets goes, /Let’s find some DNA and recreate these creatures./ And then we’re alive again, but are we grateful? No. We resent them because that’s just the way we are, but they don’t care; they just like to walk around after us and watch us do things.

Also, here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but otherwise worthwhile items that I happened upon while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right.

The dangers of hypnotism. Apparently it can induce shenanigans.

Morph art women.

Gears and springs.

Props to props.

Without natural mass extinction, we never have evolved to the point where we can do it on purpose.

“Git ma dowg! Ma dowg!” What I like most about this –besides that everyone lives– is where the videographer realizes it’s really happening, not something he’s just watching, and he should put down the camera-phone and bring the boat. “Oh,” he says, “Sorry, sorry.”

Best backyard swing ever.

Replace the word very.

This is how all political speeches on teevee look and sound to me. And probably to you too.

And this:

“Let’s Zapruder this GIF.” Yes!

Here’s your band-practice drum machine, dude.

Read, scroll down and watch the video. I want to say /unbelievable/ but it’s entirely believable, right down to where Officer TortureDork, in the middle of the action, says, “Good boy, good boy,” to his police dog that is chewing the man’s leg off because the man won’t stop trying to get his leg out of the dog’s jaws.

“You want to be beautiful, so you sit for twenty minutes until they come to peel it off.” And, “Never /ever/ draw the lips too far out if the face is low and squat.”

Whatever drugs these people have taken, it was probably a bad idea. It reminds me of a Halloween thing when I was first in college, where a couple of freshman boys came to a pumpkin carving table, went entirely nuts, stabbing and slashing and laughing and screaming –shredded every pumpkin in the place– and when they wandered off into the night a chaperone upperclassman said to his girlfriend, “Some people should not take drugs.”

The happy stabbiness of Medieval art.

Cartoons of the Russo-Japanese war.

The generals sat, and the lines on the map moved from side to side.

A flowchart for people who get all defensive when talking about racism.

Despite the presence of Jeff Goldblum, the only movie improved by whom was /Igby Goes Down/, /Powder/ was magical and unforgettable. It was so good, in fact, that this droll snarky critique only reminds me how much I liked it. Especially the part where Powder makes the hunter feel what the deer feels.

The dance craze.

“Reduces corpulence! Cures indigestion and gout!” “Electrically brands the arse, without smoke or fire!”

Peter Serafinowicz dubs his own voice over this guy. He says the exact words, but his voice improves it. There’s a whole series of these.

Hot Wheels road trip.

If a car company just made a car like this today, everyone would want one.

78rpm disks and 160rpm Edison cylinders.

Some more generators. Loot:
Idiom-mixed aphorisms:

Auctioneers rapping. Which should come as no surprise.

The death and burial of Cock Robin.




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