Wow, what an evening. Once again the events transpiring on my radio show are taking the stage on of my daily ponderings. Tonight on Mission Control we had a live hostage situation. I’m not making this up, and I’m not joking. Seriously. We were planning a semi-normal Mission Control (normal by Mission Control standards), giving away concert tickets and such. We were also planning to apologize to some people who didn’t get some of the free stuff we were passing out last week. My cohost, Josh, was going to go to an entire dorm that got overlooked, and one person’s room in particular in another dorm. We got through about half the show, and Josh was venturing to this one person’s room in another dorm, and things got weird. I was in the station, and Josh had called up from this person’s room. I put Josh on the air live, and he starts telling me how he’s walking in, and how the person (we’ll call him Bob) had pizza and food for him. Then he puts Bob on the phone, and everything goes nuts! People are screaming, the phone starts getting fuzzy, loud shouts are heard. I’m sitting there in the station trying to figure out what’s going on. We didn’t stage this, and we had no clue what was happening. Finally some order was restored and Josh was put back on the phone. He had been taken hostage by the Getsch 3rd floor boys and they were giving him a list of demands. It was nuts. The episode went on for half an hour, and involved a friend of ours being taken hostage as well, then I was taken hostage, a guest on our show Andy Fast was taken hostage, and finally we were all released in good fun.
It’s amazing where a radio show can take you. We couldn’t have staged a better stunt. It was so spectacular. We thought last week’s show was good. Wow. The drama, the suspense, the shear hilarity. It certainly is true that the listeners make the show. Josh and I have been having fun with Mission Control since the fall of ’97. We’ve always wanted to put on a fun show that people will enjoy. I think tonight we’ve taken that to a new level, and we didn’t even do it. Our listeners did. What more can you ask for? It’s a good thing we have three weeks off before our next show, we’ll never be able to top this. Of course, that’s what I said last week.
Tonight on Bethel Radio my cohort and I truly created a radio phenomenon. We did a “Remote Location Night,” where my co-host, Josh, ran around campus giving out free stuff and telling people about our show. What a response! There were cheers, shouts, “Welcome Josh!” signs, strobe lights, air horns, and even a “King of the Radio” crown that was presented to Josh. He came in contact with over 150 people and back in the studio (where I was) the phone barely stopped ringing. Wow. All the hard work finally pays off. I can breathe once again. Except for that homework I still need to do for tomorrow. Doh. Oh well, it’s time for bed.
Mastodon. M-A-S-T-O-D-O-N. Mastodon. For the second time in his life Andy Fast went out in the first round of a spelling bee today. Maybe next time Fast. I’ve got to hand it to the people like you who aren’t so spell checker reliant.
Holy Snow! 16 inches of that lovely white stuff poured down on the Twin Cities yesterday and today. As a result, Bethel canceled all classes today. SNOW DAY! Wow, haven’t had one of those in a while. You’ve never seen such a happy bunch of people as a college during a snow day. Almost everyone was outside playing in the snow. Snowballs were flying, snow sculptures were being made (I would say snowmen, but there’s a large green turtle outside my window), students were flying down snowy hills on cafeteria trays, and others were jumping buried picnic tables on snowboards. Ah, children frolicking in the snow. I too helped make a snowman today, a Calvin & Hobbes style snowman. It was lying on its back with a tree coming up through its middle. A high class piece of art, if I do say so myself.
In lieu of the snow, all intellectual thought has been canceled today.
As was the case in my last entry, I’m lacking in intelligent thoughts. That seems rather odd, seeing as I’m taking a Christian Theology class right now. But to be honest, I don’t want to bore you with a bunch of hefty stuff I don’t quite understand, yet. I’ll fill my page with those ponderings soon enough. Until then, I’ll leave you with a few intellectually stimulating words from a book I’m currently reading, The Tick: Mighty Blue Justice.
“Remember, a true friend won’t try to kill you.”
“Random acts of injustice are right on the bottom of my list, let me tell you! Right down there with eating kittens.”
“Evil robots wear nothing but bad intentions.”
“Some people need to learn that there’s a time and a place for everything, and kissing has no time or place in a super heroic career.”
“He had a keen costume, and he gave me a wholesome glass of milk, so he’s okay in my book (that’s this book, in fact!)”
So until next time, in the immortal words of the Tick, “SPOON!”