baba-booey! baba-booey!
We don't have full confirmation yet but it would appear that American Midol, the other blog I lovingly co-author with Mejack and The Lovely Jess, was mentioned on The Howard Stern Show (NSFW) this week. We don't know if the mention was good or bad but whatever, our traffic is on the rise and as unapologetic traffic whores, we're just giddy about this development. Love Howard or hate Howard, that's hot!
For the record, I don't hate Howard at all. In fact, I dig him and I listened to his show often, particularly in college. Among other things, Howard set me straight about the true meaning of the term dingleberry and for that, I'm grateful. Aren't we all?
Did you know that one of my first crushes as a wee girl was on one of his former interns? Except, at the time, he (and yes, it was a boy!) wasn't yet an intern because we were both, like, seven, and were too busy playing Marco Polo and manhunt at a summer resort in the Catskills. It wasn't until years later that I discovered that my crush and the intern were one and the same.
Oh and because I seem to be cosmically connected to people affiliated with Howard, I once had a phone conversation with Kenneth Keith Kallenbach. He's the dude who unsuccessfully tried to blow smoke out of his eyes and the only thing he ended up blowing was chunks, as I recall.
See, I used to work at a magazine which catered to aspiring actors and actresses. As such, my phone rang off the hook with calls from people looking to break into the biz. I also had to speak with countless talent agents and casting directors which, in case you're wondering, is an ordeal far more painful than any of the gruesome torture tactics I've ever seen depicted on 24. Also, some weird old agent told me that my voice sounded "remarkably like Helen Gurley Brown's." To which I responded, "Um? Thank you?"
God, I hated that job.
Anyhoo, one day the phone rang and a very distinct voice was on the other end. He was asking me questions about landing an agent or some crap like that. I couldn't really focus on what he was actually saying because I began immediately trying to place the familiar voice. And then in mid-sentence (his), I blurted out excitedly, "Are you Kenneth Keith Kallenbach?!?!" And he was all, "Whooooooa! You knoooooooow me?" I do believe my voice recognition made his day. I don't normally engage in "guess the voice" games like that but, like I said, his voice is very distinct. It sounds sort of like Jeff Spicoli's, if Jeff Spicoli was from Philadelphia.
If any of you out there have Sirius satellite radio and can confirm the Howard mention and/or provide some more details, please email us. Our self-absorbed asses would appreciate it!
For the record, I don't hate Howard at all. In fact, I dig him and I listened to his show often, particularly in college. Among other things, Howard set me straight about the true meaning of the term dingleberry and for that, I'm grateful. Aren't we all?
Did you know that one of my first crushes as a wee girl was on one of his former interns? Except, at the time, he (and yes, it was a boy!) wasn't yet an intern because we were both, like, seven, and were too busy playing Marco Polo and manhunt at a summer resort in the Catskills. It wasn't until years later that I discovered that my crush and the intern were one and the same.
Oh and because I seem to be cosmically connected to people affiliated with Howard, I once had a phone conversation with Kenneth Keith Kallenbach. He's the dude who unsuccessfully tried to blow smoke out of his eyes and the only thing he ended up blowing was chunks, as I recall.
See, I used to work at a magazine which catered to aspiring actors and actresses. As such, my phone rang off the hook with calls from people looking to break into the biz. I also had to speak with countless talent agents and casting directors which, in case you're wondering, is an ordeal far more painful than any of the gruesome torture tactics I've ever seen depicted on 24. Also, some weird old agent told me that my voice sounded "remarkably like Helen Gurley Brown's." To which I responded, "Um? Thank you?"
God, I hated that job.
Anyhoo, one day the phone rang and a very distinct voice was on the other end. He was asking me questions about landing an agent or some crap like that. I couldn't really focus on what he was actually saying because I began immediately trying to place the familiar voice. And then in mid-sentence (his), I blurted out excitedly, "Are you Kenneth Keith Kallenbach?!?!" And he was all, "Whooooooa! You knoooooooow me?" I do believe my voice recognition made his day. I don't normally engage in "guess the voice" games like that but, like I said, his voice is very distinct. It sounds sort of like Jeff Spicoli's, if Jeff Spicoli was from Philadelphia.
If any of you out there have Sirius satellite radio and can confirm the Howard mention and/or provide some more details, please email us. Our self-absorbed asses would appreciate it!
Labels: american midol, pop culture, television
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