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Release the Xmas Kraken!


     “Don’t forget to get her back in before you clock out. And latch the gate this time.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2016-12-16) KNYO (and, three hours in, also KMEC) Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and enjoy.

Or, thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost, you can get it this other way, which you might like better because it offers an instant-play option and isn’t surrounded by confusing flashing ads.

An unusually even, coherent show. I think you’ll like the recording, which was not affected by whatever went wrong with the connection to KMEC. I’m told KNYO got dicey a few times, later in the night, its automation shoving in snatches of music at random to cover when my stream there dropped. Sid Cooperider will figure out what’s wrong on the KMEC end, and Bob Young will help me investigate what’s wrong on the KNYO end. Part of the problem might even turn out to be the spiffy new cable service at Juanita’s. Tomorrow’s another day. It’ll get sorted out.

Anyway, here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but otherwise worthwhile items that I set aside for you while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

A slideshow of new prize-winning nature photos to click through.

Beautiful Iceland, from the air.

No matter how careful you are, and no matter how much security cyber-crap you load your phone/computer/tablet/book-reader with, somewhere out there in a system you depend on there is a person standing by to utterly betray you, thinking he’s helping you, because a tricky woman will play him like a violin by telling him her baby is crying.

2016 movie trailer mashup.

The voices. One take.

Gay Men’s Chorus: Tom Lehrer’s /Hannukah in Santa Monica/.

Finally released formerly censored photographs of WW2 U.S. concentration camps.

Tom Lehrer: full Copenhagen performance. (Were you aware that, like Lewis Carrol, Tom Lehrer was a brilliant math professor? Unlike Lewis Carrol, though, Tom Lehrer wasn’t an afficionado of, nor producer of, soft child-porn. That we know of.)

The miracle of birth. “The pope went on to commend Carla Severson for her abstention from birth control, a sin which, had it been committed, would have prevented her pregnancy and delayed humankind’s reaching the 83 billion mark by as much as 1/64th of a second.”

A Quiverfull of shit.

Trevor Noah calling shenanigans on a /fountain/ of shit, a nuclear shit-geyser, a shit-dripping used-car salesman in a lot of cars full to the vent windows of shit.

A little golden book.

A Christmas Carol in supercut.

A story about an invention so an artist with uncontrollable tremors can write her name again, and draw art, and be who she is. Play the video and see if you don’t break down sobbing. I don’t remember the last time I cried this hard. Wow.

Women who draw.

Ladies who lunch.

People who touch your junk.

Think this industry through from start to finish. Using a /helicopter/ to perform a single one of the tiny steps involved is just stupid piled on top of stupid.

Angel on a Segway.

The alien abduction tango.

It looks like NASA images of magnetic storms on the sun.

Russian mechanical wristwatches.

Then: Astaire unwound.

Now: cone fu.

Facialu fitnesu. “And the muscular strength that it gave to my jaw has lasted the rest of my life.”

“I can tell you which one if you’d like.”

The center of the universe, according to The One Church.

When you have a problem, you can use prayer (wishing) or science (doing). See science work.

“Soirees that Wendell, our damnable oaf of a manservant, ruined in 2016.” Oh, that twit, Wendell. I don’t know why they keep him on. He must have something really juicy on them.

The entire bee movie whispered into your ears. It’s a great idea but it’s a little clicky and spitty to be all that hypnotic.

Tiny shop.

One of these tiny houses is made of drugs and the other is made of candy. Hmm.

The Lafayette Space Commander walkie-talkies at 1:27– I had those! And looking at all these old electronic toys reminds me of /how they smelled/. Remember opening a transistor radio to replace the battery and smelling that great smell?

Sassy Trump XVI

“And I am Elizabeth of Bohemia.”

Lost-wax casting.

Sorry, Mr. Turtle.


Boo Boo hoo.

Hell of a town. The Bronx is up and the Battery’s down. (View gallery.)

East Coast acid. New York years.

And is she spraying it with Christmas tree flocking? Or is that just a flashlight. And is the fox alive or is it stuffed?


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