I'm doing what I do every Saturday morning. I'm lying in bed listening to NPR. (This morning is a little bit different because I'm also surfing the internet looking for inspiration for my sermon tomorrow.) But here is my complaint. It is pledge time for my local public radio station. I hate pledge time. Now I'm a member of my public radio station. I became a member a few years ago because I thought I should since I listen regularly but also because I wanted a Wait! Wait! Don't Tell Me! coffee mug. Wait! Wait! is my favorite NPR show. It comes on at 11 AM on Saturday mornings here. Right after Car Talk. But anyway they keep breaking in with 10 minute breaks for Greg Sherwood and whoever is working at the local host. So that means of 30 minutes of program I only get 20 minutes. But the shows aren't any shorter, KQED is just cutting out 10 minutes of program. I wish there was a less annoying way for them to get the money they need to stay on the air and provide me with my Saturday morning entertainment.
So I might write again later, but that is just me bitching. Oh my God Greg Sherwood just came back on. He was only gone 4 minutes that time. So that means this was only like 15 minutes of programming. Seriously if they do that during Wait! Wait! I am going to be pissed.
Peace out!
Okay, clearly one of two things must have happened
(1) The folks at KQED read my blog and decided not to cut into Wait! Wait! Don't Tell Me!
(2) They know how annoyed many people would have been by that.
I'm going to go with #1, because You Can Call Me Dixie Fever is sweeping the nation
2 comments:
You seriously need to get the wait! wait! podcast from iTunes. Seriously.
I took the plunge, too, and pledged. I feel so much better. Like a real person. A person with a conscience. A person now on KQED's mailing list. Oh, I'm doomed.
At least I have that darned wind up radio for the next earthquake. Whew.
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