Jamoke, jamoke
You all confused,
Or in on on the joke?
No, I didn't talk this morning about any of the stuff that I said I was gonna talk about. That's how it goes most of the time. You prep morning topics then rarely use them. But when you don't prepare at all, panic can set in - holy shit, what do I say next? The great non-conundrum in morning radio.
Gum, gum
prepare, prepare
If you chew only one
Dead air, dead air
Wisconsin, Wisconsin
Hands, hands
Wanna make God laugh?
Tell him your plans
Jordan Beasley's hanging around this little media center I put together. It's a recording booth that's cool as hell - the truth booth - made my Rob Ellis in his workshop on 119th in Whiting across from Clark High School. Yes, where the aquarium used to be.
Besides the truth booth, there's three computer stations. One for for editing audio - an HP with Adobe Audition on it. One for editing video - an Apple with Final Cut Pro X on it. And then a Rushworks A-list computer for playing videos on the new streaming video (connected TV) station that I'm gonna start up soon.
Jordan's using the truth booth to cut an intro for an interview with Eugene German of Gary Lighthouse. He's the leading scorer in high school basketball in the state of Indiana, which is saying something. Jordan's also cutting up an interview with Martin Schiele (pronounced Shee-lee), a really fast guard from Griffith.
How did this come about? Partly my idea, I suppose. As you know, Jordan's been with me since he was a 15-year-old sophomore at Hammond High. He'd ditch the first hour of school to hang out with me on the morning show, doing sports updates and allowing me to have someone to make fun of. He graduated Hammond High, then University of Indianapolis, and he's interned as a producer for the White Sox, Cubs, WGN and as a community relations guy for the Indiana Pacers.
Right now, he works on contract as a floor producer for Fox's nightly news.
"JED, I like working for Fox, but, you know, I like it behind the mic."
"Then get behind the mic."
"I can't right now. They've got me floor directing."
"Jordan, don't ever f---ing talk like that again. Not to me."
That's when I gave him the instructions that I've given to dozens of interns and part-timers and others over the years - "Use the f---ing station, Jordan. Get behind the mic."
"How?"
"Go interview sports people around the Region and give Ryan and me the tape and we'll play it on the morning show and during Region flashbacks. And we'll post it on JED.tv and Facebook and shit. Just do it, Jordan. Don't be such a p---y (Trumpism)."
"OK."
I'm a little surprised to see that he's doing it. But not that surprised. Jordan is no doubt a self-starter but even self starters need to be kicked in the ass. I'll post the tape on this blog and you be the judge if he has it go big time or not. It can go either way for him, and to some extent, it's up to him.
Boulevard, Boulevard
Jordan, Jordan
Quit your whining, or just stick
the cord in, cord in
Anyways, Jordan's screaming at the microphone about Martin Shee-lee being a 3.9 GPA student at Griffith. It's a nifty lead-in about how Wikipedia defines a "student-athlete." It kinda works. Also, Geno's gonna start his noontime radio show, so he's all antsy, walking around with coffee in his hand telling me the songs he's gonna play.
"Some old Everley Brothers, stuff rarely heard."
Station manager Debbie Wargo wants to talk to me about business stuff, and as the three or four of you know, I'd rather chew dirt than do that. Purdue's having a lunch in the main training room, so I stopped to talk to Eric Hornbeck and others.... to show that I play nice. Next thing you know, I've been here a full half hour and haven't written a word to you about My American, Radio Life.
Bathtub, bathtub
People, people
Noisier in here
Than a Mid Eastern steeple
I did get to
1. work out this morning at Planet Fitness before the show.
2. do a radio show
3. get a massage
4. eat lunch at Miner Dunn
Miner Dunn's Joe Samara has been advertising for a long time. He has two restaurants, Miner Dunn hamburger joint and Edwardo's pizza place. Both are amazing. His son works there now to make it a true family restaurant. And it's the "family" part that makes it a great experience every time you go to either restaurant. A guy like Joe doesn't serve bad food. He just doesn't.
Also, unless you're just farting around and you have some time to blow, don't ask Joe about his horses. Or better yet, ask Joe about his horses. His wife rides in shows along the East coast of Florida during the show season, which is now. Evidently, every Tuesday to Sunday they've got shows in Wellington... and then on Sunday night all the riders and help party like horse rock stars. Sometimes I'm down there in the winter and I'd like to know where they go party, just to see.
Mom, mom
busy bee, busy bee
Sometimes you do things
Just to see, just to see
That'll do it for now. I've posted a picture above of Belinda, who served me a cup of vegetable soup, a grilled cheese, fries, iced tea and some amazing vanilla sherbet. The whole time I sat at the counter Doo-wop played on the stereo and trucks roared past on US 41. Welcome home, little buddy, welcome home.