There was some fascination with a clip of the Stay Puff marshmallow man from Ghost Busters this morning.
Otis: “I think I wanna eat that marshmallow man.”
Nico: “I can teach you how to say that in French.”
When I was a sophomore in high school my older sister and I rode the bus together to school. Our bus stop was about 100 yards up the street (Arnsby Road). I don’t remember much of my high school days, especially the freshman and sophomore parts, but I do remember that bus stop. I remember once that Beth’s hair was wet and it was so cold outside that it froze and we tried to break pieces of it while standing at that bus stop.
What I remember most though is getting ready for the bus. Beth and I had rooms next to each other in the basement and she would turn on NPR download diary of the dead movie divx drillbit taylor
every morning. She used to say that if the NPR guy went off and the local sports guy came on we were going to be late for the bus.
That NPR guy was Bob Edwards and Friday was his last day as the anchor of that morning show – Morning Edition. Even though Beth was the only one who knew what he was talking about in the mornings, I grew to love that guy’s voice. Many years later, when I actually began to understand some of what he was saying, I started to understand why she listened every morning. Morning Edition is almost like an audio cup of coffee. Probably not 100% healthy but it is really nice on the senses.
Since I’ve moved to NYC I began an every-once-a-while habit of waking up and bringin up WOSU, the station we used to listen to in Columbus, and listening in to the mix of Bob, the Morning addition folks and the local Columbus news. That’s what I was doing Friday morning when Bob Edwards signed off for the last time.
So I tuned into the ultra-mega super exclusive Diane Sawyer interview with Mel Gibson the other night. If you didn’t see it, well let me tell you, it was a strange affair. Maybe it’s only strange to me because I don’t watch Sawyer and I wasn’t used to that face she can make for extended periods of time. The face says, you’re a liar and the whole world knows it and I’m so clevah that I’m making this face – boo. Or maybe it’s because I’ve never watched Gibson try to sit still for an hour. That didn’t work so well either.
But the thing that really made me go hmmmm, was when Sawyer started to grill Gibson about a series of articles written by NY Times columnist Frank Rich.