Yeah it's been a very fucking strange night. Really I don't think I really know what just happened in the last three hours. First thing is my poor buddy got his power cut off not due to his own fault. Which is actually pretty shitty. Second thing is I just finished up hosting a hour and a half show that was literally me in a booth with no pre music and no plan what so ever. See one of our programers didn't come in so to fill the air waves I was sent on air to um...fill them. Personally I think I sound horrible (I'm listening to the rebroadcast file right now) but I guess anyone would in that situation. Still the night gets stranger. We hosted an on air tricycle race. What possessed me to do that is beyond me. But hey it happened and I was so out it that I was mispronouncing everything. So the finally strange event of the night is when I arrived home I found the message, "Hey Kenny- you rock my socks {heart} your secret admirer" scrawled on my whiteboard I assume that it's probably one of the drunk's on my floor idea of a joke but still it's strange. Hey ways it's late and I'm really fucking tired. Time to get sleep and see what all this craziness looks like tomorrow morning.
Still it's been a mother fucking crazy night.
UPDATE:
For those who really want to hear me make an ass of my self the on air tricycle race can be heard HERE
And you want to hear the whole shitty show it can be heard HERE
Still it's been a mother fucking crazy night.
UPDATE:
For those who really want to hear me make an ass of my self the on air tricycle race can be heard HERE
And you want to hear the whole shitty show it can be heard HERE