It's true: there was something oddly satisfying about the frustration I experienced in waiting for her to ask relevant questions, say. Or wait for her to stop grunting and gurgling, finally interrupting her guest and then saying, "No, go ahead."
Now it's just gonna be another coffee talk show hosted by some guy who doesn't make you nervous to listen to him. Damn.
Yay! Now I can listen to that show again. Great topics, amazingly horrible host. I always said as soon as Emily "ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" Harris was gone, I'd give the show another shot. Here's hoping Emily got a great new job far, far away from a microphone.
I actually avoid the 9am slot because I can't help getting road radio rage due Emily Harris's interview skills. I am gonna miss the drinking game.........
Miss the Emily Harris drinking game? Just tune into KPOJ and play the Thom Hartmann drinking game instead! That's when you drink every time Thom starts to make a point but then his ADD kicks in and he goes off on some tangent or gets caught up in some detail that's completely irrelevant to his original point. Drink every time he goes more and more off-topic.
I could never make it through Think Out Loud (my reflexive screaming at the radio was too much energy when I would catch re-runs in the evenings), but my favorite local radio show with an awkward host is the Grateful Dead show around noon on Saturdays on KBOO.
At first I was indignant that I was being forced to listen to this show (I don't even know anything about Grateful Dead and related bands). Then I came to love the rambling, incoherent chill passion of the DJs (apparently more than one, although they had blended into one uber deadhead for me until recently). I also love when there is empty air. Ahh, community radio. We need more. I suppose I ought to give them some money...
I fear, rich bachelor, that my poor husband lured me into the depravity that is the Grateful Dead Hour, or whatever it is called. It has oddly grown on me like (insert something here, I am failing to come up with a good simile).
The poor husband is informing me that is the "Grateful Dead and Friends" and is more than an hour. How time flies...
Now it's just gonna be another coffee talk show hosted by some guy who doesn't make you nervous to listen to him. Damn.
Harris just killed what could be a great hour.
At first I was indignant that I was being forced to listen to this show (I don't even know anything about Grateful Dead and related bands). Then I came to love the rambling, incoherent chill passion of the DJs (apparently more than one, although they had blended into one uber deadhead for me until recently). I also love when there is empty air. Ahh, community radio. We need more. I suppose I ought to give them some money...
The poor husband is informing me that is the "Grateful Dead and Friends" and is more than an hour. How time flies...