It's weird, but I must be on someone's "list." I'm still getting calls and emails from radio talk show hosts, bloggers, and web site hosts. These folks must have gone through their A-list of personalities, and now they are scraping the bottom of the barrel with their D-list . . . and want to talk to me. Of course, no one's holding a gun to my head. I don't have to talk. But I try to be accommodating. Most of them are holding a BB gun. Okay, I'll talk.
But I could save a few of these producers some time and offer the answers to some questions right here and now. So, let's get a few things straight.
Tell me . . . why do you do what you do?
Well, it's something to do. I'd rather be doing something than nothing. Know what I mean? I find that when I'm doing what I do, I'm tired at the end of the day and can sleep with a clear conscience. What else is there to do?
So . . . you like doing it?
You'll have to ask my wife that question. I like doing it. I won't speak for her. We do different things. She likes what she does. I like what I do. Okay, yeah . . . she loves it. There, I said it. She likes her job.
What would you do if you could do anything?
Hey, no one can do anything, bub! This isn't America! Well . . . actually it is. But still, I'd just keep doing what I'm doing. I'd do it more if I had the time. Time is a factor in what I do. There's always more to do. That's why I do it.
Is it our imagination, or are you circumventing the questions like a politician?
No, I'm a straight-shooter. I can tell my wife anything. But she doesn't want to hear any of it, so I don't tell her much. This is part of what I do. We talked about that earlier. Or have you forgotten?
Anything else you'd like to share while we've got you on the air?
We're on the air? *%!*%$***, I didn't realize! You mean there could be people listening to this? Who are they? I thought I was ordering a pizza. That's also something I do. You know?
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