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From: Todd Morman (toddm@alienskin.com)
Date: Fri, December 20th, 1996 3:46:03 PM
Subject: Re: Holiday uncheer (was: Re: why best buy sucks)
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grady wrote:
> 
> I cut Todd's whole story. Sorry.

Keep posting stuff like this, love, and you can cut whatever you want.

> Hey, listen: year or two ago I was driving to Chapel Hill from Raleigh
> on a Sunday night, Xmas Eve or thereabouts, and as XYC faded in from the
> fuzz, I got treated to half an hour of Todd Morman on the air, doing
> Northern Hemisphere Live solo, engaged in a lively, passionate,
> obviously-well-thought-out monologue about the Book of Job,

I remember that; I was actually nervous as hell and almost didn't do it. 
For some reason, I'd just read Job, and had a jillion things going through 
my head about it, and an empty two-hour talk show to fill, but it wasn't 
until the song ended and the clock hit 5pm that I decided to go for it. 
Glad someone dug it so much.

 and what it
> tells us about the kind of a guy God is.

He's an egocentric, vindictive fuckwad, was the general gist, as I recall.

[...]
> So, uh, while I sympathize with Todd's unrest during the holidays, I
> also know that occasionally it's possible to benefit from its side
> effects. So consider me conflicted.

Yeah, yeah, I'm conflicted, too. Puppies and babies and people being nice 
to strangers (had a great convo with a lady in line at the Raleigh DMV 
today--really sweet person, a nurse, a mom, we talked about national health 
care, alzheimer's (we both have relatives with it) insurance company 
greedheads, our shoplifting experiences, etc) can still get to me, I admit.

So, speaking of the hellidays, Grady, howzabout we start a list now of 
what's gonna be open around the Triangle next Tuesday and Wednesday? Last 
year, I had a bitch of a time finding coffee on Xmess day before doing a 
shift at XYC, and I signed up for the 6-midnight again. Time Out was open, 
but--can you believe it--their coffee machine was broken. Doing radio with 
a pounding caffeine headache is no fun; if it wasn't for that little 
quikmart thing across from the old Crack Park on Rosemary Street, I'd've 
been a goner.

So, what're all you other lameass fucks with no lives (smiley smiley) gonna 
be doing on Xmess Eve?

todd insert puppydog eyes morman