Crash sent me the the following parody of a certain former coworker's latest blog entry. Crash prefaced it by writing "I love Jimmy and wish him well but felt like being a smart ass."
Well I didn’t the gig at NPR; it came down to me and another guy who wasn’t labeled a sexual deviant in the city of Atlanta. I respect their decision and they were very complimentary saying, “we won’t press any further charges is you agree to stop sending us tapes and resumes.” The whole experience was quite exciting for me having a chance to come back to the city where I spent 20 years of my radio career. As I was being led away by the Atlanta police I asked if I could fill in part time for anyone, on air, behind the scenes, promotions, a baby sitter or even a copy boy in the mail room. You win some, you lose some right? Or as I like to say, “Hey, quit your bitching, you got front row tickets to 311 didn’t you?” I’m sure I’ll Blog more once I do something equally exciting.
