if all goes according to plan, the pseudo-third bi-annual TBRN Broadcastathon will commence tomorrow, Tuesday June 10 beginning at 4PM Eastern daylight Time. Yours truly will be on at 6:00 and carry things through until 6AM Wednesday morning. I know it may not be a thirty-hour slot as eluded to last week, but I can always do that at a later date. The broadcastathon in January went for eighty consecutive hours between eight or nine different broadcasters. can we top that record? Tune in all this week to
The Beyond Radio Network and find out!
With that plug aside, things have been relatively calm here in Johnsylvania. I did end up with an A in the comparative politics class, which made for a very happy Clower. For the past week or so, I've occupied myself with various tasks, namely encoding old mp3PRO archives to ogg Vorbis. We switched to the Ogg Vorbis format almost two years ago, but I never got around to re-encoding the older John Zones. Now, that's all nicely taken care of. So don't be too surprised if a show from May of 2006 pops up every once in awhile. Don't worry. Only three or four of the pre-ogg shows will be posted.
Earlier this afternoon I attended a meeting for all student organizations at the University of North Texas regarding the organization fairs that are held at each student orientation over the summer. Basically for an hour during each orientation, incoming freshmen and transfer students walk around a designated area where all of the various student groups set up information tables about their respective organizations. Now I went representing YCT of course. But one representative of an AIDS awareness group asked if their organization could hand out free condoms and lubrecant to the incoming freshmen. Oh yeah. Things got pretty awkward pretty quickly. Coincidentally enough, I just happened to be recording the meeting, which means that you guys have to hear this clip! You must; you must; you must!
In preparation for the week we'll be in Florida at the end of the month, I'm trying to be a girly man and drop as much weight as possible. Hey, if I'm going to strike out, I've got to look my best while doing it, right? Plus, I'll have more elbow room to gorge on seafood and other such non-healthy items. Anyhow, after a week of hardcore South Beach dieting, I've dropped five pounds or so. At that rate I'll be down to eleven stone twelve by the time we leave town on the twentieth.
I'm afraid that's all I have to ramble about for now. Oh, for those who missed it, you have to snag the Blart Radio archive for June 7. This had to have been one of the best editions of the show all year long. Also, i am told that I give quite the unmanly laugh about seventy-two minutes into the file. So go check it out. You know you want to!