Monday, November 22, 2004


Closer to the giving of thanks; and remembrance of JFK's last day

Three days until T-giving and The Monkess on C-Chronicles, Nov. 25. Time sure flys when days go by, no matter how slowly.

No sooner than we were added to Talk Jockeys then the darn thing announced it is shutting down. We can clear a room, eh?

Thanks to Ian Clay, you can now Pod a Chronicles show. I dunno how this works, so until I do, go to -- The Clayblog, and check out the fabulous new way to capture our recent programs. You probably know more about the Pod thing than I do.

Who are you, anyways? I mean aside from the few people I know who come here and are associated with my program? If you have the guts, write to me at and I will write back. What I will write back depends on what you write to me. Do not be afraid to lambast me. I won't get into a pissing war with you. I may even agree with your put down. Anyone writing to me and sending me their mailing address will also receive a gift.

Tomorrow we get closer to Thursday. Gather ye thanks, pilgrims.

By the way, today is the anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy, or what some people deem "The End of American Politics" and others claim "The Beginning of the New Era of American Politics." Still others call it "The Day Marilyn Monroe Lost Her Most Famous Lover." And even others are want to call it "The Day the Best Shot Ever was Heard Around the World." There are lots of names for this day, but none have been made official, which is why you don't see a little note on calendars. Let's not get all teary, though, because it was way long ago and you don't see Oliver Stone crying about it.

The most asked question on this anniversary is not "Who killed JFK?". It is, "Where were you when you heard JFK was shot dead?" I asked 456 college students that question. Here are the results of that poll:

Not born yet, 100%

Astounding results and undisputed throughout history.

Podcasts! Yeah! I think the podcasting concept is gonna work for you. Your show really lends itself to the concept. I'd write more, but I have to visit the outhouse really bad right now...
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