Call me a raging nutbag, but I listen to the radio for the music.
Granted, I don't mind a little NPR now and again, but 9 times out of 10, I want some tunes!
This gets particularly obnoxious when I'm driving home from class at night.
I start surfing my station presets (because you only get so many options up here in the mountains that aren't country). I will find a song I deem worthy of 3 min. of my attention.
When the song ends and I'm preparing myself for the next, I am suddenly bombarded with Tina from Squaw Lake, Minnesota whining about how her ex-hairdresser's step-son's "roommate"'s second cousin twice removed just had serious bunion surgery and she would like to request Salt N Pepa's "Let's Talk About Sex" to show her support.
There's only one show on the radio that provides this kind of aural assault.
F**king Delilah.
Not only does she provide an open forum for every loon to come out of the woodwork to talk about his or her iguana's chronic heartburn, but she's sneaky about it.
Every now and again, someone requests a song I happen to enjoy. So, I'm sitting there, pouring my heart and soul into "In the Air Tonight" by Phil Collins (shut up, you know you love it) when I'm ripped from my appreciation of a strategically placed drum machine and personally violated with that syrupy, patronizing voice that makes me want to chuck on my parka.
The only way it could be worse is if at the same time, someone force-fed me Miracle Whip while holding my eyes open with toothpicks so I could read cartoon after cartoon of Family Circus.
Thank you, Tina. I hope your moment was worth the blood pooling in my ears.
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What, no Miracle Whip and family circus...that's my saturday night. I am from L.A. here I could listen to anything I want...now I am someplace else where I have the choice of three stations where I understand what they are saying.
Holly @ 504 Main
....and THAT is why I hardly listen to the radio. Drives me crazy!
I mostly listen to 4 different cds over and over. And yes, this leads me to miss new songs, such as this summer I had not heard the Black Eyed Peas songs that apparently were number one for weeks and weeks.
Who knew??
two words
I HOPE DELILAH DIES A SLOW AND PAINFUL AND SYRUPY DEATH JUST LIKE HER OBNOXIOUS RIDICULOUS RADIO SHOW
L.M.A.O. I have a love/hate relationship with that woman... She is like the radio equivalent of a lifetime movie.
except eating ben & jerry's whilst crying because my boyfriend broke up with me and i know exactly what sally fields is going through because of it, isn't really approved of by the N.Y. State Troopers.
ugghhhhh dang that delilah! and seriously phil collins...i think i love you even more than before...
Oh Delilah! I love how the songs she picks have nothing to do with the dedications. So randomn, and so awful. My friends and I have even constructed a drinking/improv game about her.
Sara: I've missed you lots too and I should be back and blogging with a vengeance in a few days' time. Vacation was great and wonderful and all that, but I miss my blog.
About this post: I've discovered XM radio on this trip. (We had it in our rental car). The best part about this is there are no commercials and no crazies who suck up time on the air waves. If I could afford XM, I'd be a happier lady overall.
Thank you for speaking on behalf of so many of us. You are our Norma Rae.
Just thinking about Deliliah made me throw up in my mouth a little.
(I got a new host site for my blog button. You'll re-take it if you love me. All the cool kids are doing it.)
you're right. after reading this post, i agree that we have so much in common. even more than taking bored pictures of feet and absentmindedly buying tuna.
Carrie, I do like that you and I seem to have rather odd things in common.
Ohhhh Sara...I love that Family Circus is part of your torture!
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