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Fantastic word game

"The Rest Of Your Natural Life" is the contract that dmargalotti, quad, Miss Silkie, Anyacat, raptusregalitur, Darth_Vader and I signed when we became members of the Executive Board.

Anyacat, our Director of Tourism and Travel Tips, fulfilled her duties and is watching over us from above. Raptus, our former Linguistics Czar, was probably banned from the boards. Maybe he could come back given that the boards are under new ownership. Darth, our IT Director and replacement Linguistics Czar, has disappeared from RI/RD. I fear he may have joined Anyacat in the great beyond or maybe he was banned as well. That "Linguistics Czar" thing seems to be a curse. ;D
 
We became members of the Executive Board some time ago and we intend to complete our duty by reaching 10,000 pages of The Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as I prefer).
 
Reaching 10,000 pages of The Fantastic Word Game (TFWG as I prefer) will probably be an event that's covered by news organizations around the world on radio, TV, Internet, and cable.
 
This morning a storm cell passed over the area near my office with clouds so thick that for a few minutes it looked like night.

I had been in the studio which has no outside windows. When I came back to my office which has windows, it was completely dark outside making it look like 10pm not 10am.
 
Nocturnal animals such as bats and raccoons are often seen around our band camps across the USA but our fellow campers in Australia have to watch out for other creatures such as the kangaroo and dingo.
 
Eaten babies, or at least one baby was consumed by dingo in Australia a long time ago but for many years, most people thought the mother had done something awful to the baby and blamed it on the dingo until recently when the authorities discovered some items belonging to that eaten baby in a dingo den which kind of proved that the mom was telling the truth all along.
 
The mom was telling the truth all along the watchtower and the story was so newsworthy that Bob Dylan decided to write a song about it although he left out the part about the dingo because he rightly figured that none of his Greenwich Village buddies would have any idea what a dingo is and, indeed, might even think that "Dingo" was one of the Marx Brothers.

My mind takes more weird twists and turns than the Space Mountain ride at the Disney parks. :D
 
One of the Marx Brothers was named Chico, and recently I found out his name was pronounced "Chick-oh" because early in his career he had achieved some renown for his play with the ladies.

Some local playhouse had a Marx Brothers play going, and they interviewed the producer/star.
 
An occasional slap across the face has been experienced by young men trying to do the right thing by the interns.

Hope you all enjoyed the yummies the interns made for the weekend festivities. They have been learning to cook from Campbell's Soup label recipes, as well as the occasional rummaging through the recipe box.
 
The interns, especially those of the young and lovely variety know to avoid being caught in the library alone late at night with a certain Game Czar who shall remain nameless.
 
Being caught in the library alone late at night with a certain Game Czar who shall remain nameless has never happened yet, although there have been reports of a few games of tag around the book cases, tables and checkout counters.
 
A library had plans to buy thousands of books and when I heard that everything got shelved, I didn't know if that was a reference to the books or to the plans to buy the books.

Mister quadraphonic, what was the name of the Marx play in your area? In 2010 in North Hollywood, Mrs. LARR and I saw It's Top Secret, a spy-themed play starring Marx Brothers impersonators. Groucho was perfect but Chico's accent was much too exaggerated and Harpo inexplicably had no horn and didn't whistle, instead doing his entire act in pantomine and hand gestures. Next time they need to let me handle the production! Yeah, at'sa good.
 
The books and TPS Reports are done very ably by our own quadraphonic each and every week like clockwork.

dm, you aren't the only one with weird weather. Rained buckets for a while up this way today and was extremely humid. About 3:45, I received a National Weather Service alert on my cellphone telling me of a Severe Weather Warning...basically a tornado warning and that I should take cover now! Everyone with a cellphone in the store I was in got the alert. No one seemed to care though. And, fortunately, I didn't hear anything that sounded like a train bearing down on us.
 


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