I saw a neat thing at the Chatterbox yesterday while doing a broadcast. Once the records playing and the next one is ready, I have time to check out the scene. It’s a great place for my favorite hobby, people watching. Across the room, I spotted a family. Looked like nice folks.
Hi friends, Doc South here asking you to help support the positive. Turn to the happy side of life on the sunny side of the street.
Please help me to continue to entertain and help others. Your contribution is very much needed so that I can continue the good work this station tries so hard to do. In the words of the immortal Johnny Mercer, “You’ve got to accentuate the positive.”
I did a nice oldies doo wop show yesterday with an old friend of mine Gary. It sure seemed like it was going very well. Gary had brought some real cool doo wop. He knows a lot about the groups and it’s always fun to talk with him. In fact, it was going so well, that I decided to replay the show right away. We ended at 6pm and I hurried to process the show for replay as fast as I could. It was ready to go by 7pm and on it went.
The shooting and killing of the two NYPD police officer just before this Christmas, made me want to do this one hour show about the very nice things I’ve seen people involved with law enforcement do in the line of duty and beyond. I have never thought badly of the police and really feel that those that belittle them are so wrong. When that gunman so filled with hate, executed the two officers in New York City, I was busy helping the Hackettstown PBA hold a Christmas party for the poor kids in Hackettstown. I don’t know, but I’d bet a good sum that somewhere in New York That same day, there were law enforcement groups holding similar Christmas parties for kids in each and every neighborhood. I doubt that there were any crooks doing the same thing. To be a policeman, is to be very special. Bless them.
Oh, it’s a fine holiday. Good old Christmas. Who could ask for more. Your joy will know no bounds as you listen to this yule tide podcast. Go get some eggnog and fruit cake, sit by the fire and let this podcast rip. Enjoy.
I just wanted to do something to remember Pearl Harbor Day. I thought it might be nice to share some of the stories I heard the grown ups tell of their time serving in World War Two. This came out pretty darn good. Bless those people.
Last Sunday I was heading for The Chatterbox. You may remember that it was a chilly, foggy, dreary day. It was one of those days you see in the sinus pill commercials. Two minutes outdoors and you find yourself nailed by the worst sinus headache ever. It was one of those days that had backache written all over it. I remember thinking in a moment of weakness as I was driving down a foggy country road, “Who the heck is liking a day like this?” That was pretty much my thought. I ran into others who seemed to be in agreement with me. The workers at the bagel place I sometimes stop at we’re just besides themselves in gloom. Even the girl behind the counter with all the happy tattoos didn’t seem to be her usual bubbly self. I think even the half naked pixie on her bicep was lost in a frown. It was one of those days.
I sent out an email a day or two ago where I briefly mentioned walking Millie the Hound out in the front yard. I said how she was checking her pee mails. Many of you were tickled at the phrase and wondered where I got it. I don’t remember getting the comment from anyone. I think it just came to me. I guess it just seemed to be the right way to describe what dogs do on their information highway.
Well look at this. Woke up this morning and there it was, staring me right in the kisser, a brand new 2015. I don’t know about you but, I love that new year smell. I couldn’t wait to get behind the drivers seat and check out all the new bells and whistles. Doesn’t it seem like years just get better every time you turn around? I was checking out the owners manual. This year comes with all the usual standard equipment, love, dreams, smiles, family, and friends. Many folks I hear are adding a good belief system as standard equipment. This helps in emergencies and, especially downhill skids. I just couldn’t wait to put this baby through it’s paces. With a great big grin on my face, I settled down into the cockpit, put the petal to the metal and headed down life’s highway sharing admiring glances with others on the road early. It seems like early risers enjoy waving and smiling to one another especially when they’re behind the wheel of a brand new 2015. Funny how we we’re all revving the engine and burning a little rubber at intersections. New years have that effect on people. I know that the owners manual has a disclaimer that states that although years start from the same line, results may vary from driver to driver. But, I’m not going to let that worry me right now. This year will have more than it’s share of bumps and scrapes. There might even be a wreck or two. But all in all it’ll be a good, no great, ride if I keep a good map handy, and keep my eyes open for all the good stuff along the way. Besides, I just love that new year smell.
Just a quick note to say that I’ll be knocking out a country oldies show this evening friends. I noticed that the one I’ve been playing is getting a bit old and needs changing. So, I’ve fired up the old chuck wagon of tunes for after sundown and I reckon we’ll just sit around the campfire and eat beans till the trail boss says it’s time to hit the hay. Put on your dancing boots and keep your ears peeled for the cooks triangle. And don’t be turning your nose up at beans. I’ve been cooking beans for about twenty years now. Darn things is as tender as can be. I put some bacon in there and they’ve been simmering over a buffalo chip fire for a week at least. Been dragging those beans half way across Texas now. Corn bread’s about ready too. If that ain’t good enough, you can call in to Dominos. We’ll be the third campfire to the west of the Santa Fe Trail crossing. They’ll find it. Dominoes delivers even out in the old west and their thin crust pepperoni goes pretty good with beans. Now, get back to your chores and I’ll have it all ready for you just after sundown.