Last night I was getting ready to lift weights and was having a coffee with whey protein (52g) and tuned into Music for Human Beings. (The young lady on air is a luscious breeze of diaphaneity, intellectually-some young minds are.) Why I didn’t lift is because I was their guest on air, live. For a lot longer than I thought I would be. Her show is archieved for the next to weeks if you should wonder what the topic was, but I don’t know how I sounded as the radio was off during the phone call.
http://www.wmbr.org/cgi-bin/arch
http://www.wmbr.org/shows/humans
I saw Roger Daltrey on Boylston Street. He was walking with two other men (like the Abbey Road cover) and I had long hair and was wearing my Ralph Lauren leather jacket. I gave him a cool, laid back wave, which he spotted and, grasping the situation immediately, returned. I thought it was exciting because of the longevity of his carear, I saw the Kids Are Alright first run, but moreso, because he is an actor, my having also seen The Legacy, in which he starred with Katherine Ross first run.
The premise of her show is new age thinking. I jotted down the note, “Dial tones are nothing but another facet of existence.” In mundane reality, I was the caller that gave the dial tone and was going to ask why they had two lines open, my having guessed that I would be on air live if the other caller was. Then the discussion became interesting, so I decided to talk with them. My being on a college radio program itself was a suprise in regard to the Female-For-itself negating the In-itself and negating it again as percieved by both Female-Initself and Male-For-itself. Are dial tones necessarily absurd as men and women make themselves in the Man is:Woman is God duality of mind and matter with or experience of the freedom of soft determinism.
After midnight I thought of bringing her flowers; I thought of leaving them in the lounge for her, but honestly I don’t know if it is still open at night, and the other idea was a bulletin boad across the street in the basement, but I know if they are still there and if I would have access. A random act of thoughtfulness.
Thanks to the very gifted people that allowed me to visit last night and hopefully I can later invite them to a far from forbidden scone. (geometriclly the scone is a metaphor for the sundry, mundane, materialist stationary world that because its shape accepts non-revolutionary concepts, much like the European Renniassance that had no idea it would soon being sailing our civilization off the edge of the milky way.)
Peace, Love and Diligence,
Scott
