Catchy title, huh?
I always thought "Sex Drugs & NPR" would be a great name for someone's memoirs. The title might accurately describe chapter 8 of my autobiography, but certainly not the whole book. But I digress.
I am an NRP junkie. (For the uninitiated, that's National Public Radio.) I have NPR on every radio in every room of my house. You might call me a bona fide NPR-geek. I've heard worse.
Tomorrow is the pledgedrive for my local station (WHYY) and I signed up to answer the phones for the duration of pledgeweek. I'll be a pimp among pimps. And I can't wait.
Terry Gross' venerable interview show "FreshAir" is produced out of WHYY in Philly. I should note that FreshAir is the most popular non-news NPR show on the radio, heard by many millions each day. More popular than Car Talk? Youbetcha. American Idol? Sorry, Terry (see pic.) Anyway, for NRP freaks like myself, Terry Gross is a big celebrity. Simply put, I ADORE HER!
While I am down at the WHYY this week, I'll have my recording gear. Naturally I'm hoping Terry and other WHYY talent will walzt through "pledge-central" where all of the volunters will (hopefully) be dutifully answering phones. My fantasy is to get a quote from Terry Gross for the blog.
"Terry, for WHYY members pledging at a 1,000,000 level, would you be willing to go to their homes and clean while wearing a French maid's outfit?" Let me know if you can think of a better question.
I also hope that they'll say "Blogger Jay from Lassiter Space" on the air. I'm a sassy media whore, I'm guessing it'll happen. Hey, why not?