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Special thanks to Lauren Fitzgerald for taking and sending this picture, via cellphone, from NYC!
Remember those nights when you used to remember those nights? That’s because you didn’t go out and get plastered. It all starts with that one text or phone call. Here’s how mine starts and ends.
“Hey Fed, you want to go out for some drinks?”
“Nah, I’ve got some work to do.”
“Alright man.”
Moments later, after surfing through Facebook and adding some finishing touches to yet another Facebook Status, I get another call.
“Yo, bro. You want to go to Happy Hour?”
This time I’m thinking about it. They got me thinking about it.
“…Nah man, I’ve got some reading to do.”
At this point, I feel they sense my reluctance and fear of yet another night of debauchery. So this is when they insist.
“C’mon, bro, stop being a bum and let’s go drink.”
Now I’m being challenged. Who reads anyway? But I want to prioritize. I must do my work. I cannot have another morning in which I have to wake up at six in the morning to bang out some chapter questions and readings. I cannot! I will not! As I’m thinking all of this in my head, I have to muster the words back to them. The other voice is starting to get antsy.
“Yo, you there bro?”
No I am not here. I am trying to avoid another defying decision towards my life obstacles. I am involved in crucial judgment making when it comes to my career motives. My perseverance, self respect, and determination to make a career out of my studies will not be hindered by your shenanigans. I don’t want to use up one of my lifelines tonight. Not tonight.
So I respond.
“What time?”
I’ve lost this round.
I listen to a fair amount of music. When I’m on my computer, it’s coming from my computer; iTunes, Pandora, whatever. When I’m at a party, I’m listening to music only made tolerable by Natty Light. But when I’m in my car, that’s when I pay some respect to radio and tune in to WICB.
I generally like the music on WICB, plenty of Jane’s Addiction. Jazz Impressions is great, too. The station is very accessible if you want to make a request, you can IM the station (wicbrocks) or call the DJ. Since I solely listen to the radio in my car, I have come across two (maybe three) problems.
1- I don’t have a computer in my car. Ergo, I cannot IM in a request.
2 – In New York, a driver cannot use a cell phone behind the wheel. Ergo I cannot call the station.
(3) – I’m a big Jane’s Addiction fan, my only request would be more of it.
In the great state of Massachusetts, you’re allowed to talk on your phone while driving. Massachusetts has more requests per radio station than any other state in the country. I just made that up, but you get the point – no cell phone use in cars means less interaction between radio and audience. So if you’re a proponent of radio and you think iTunes and mp3 players are to blame, think again. It’s the police that are oppressing your medium.
I wouldn’t be caught dead using a bluetooth headpiece and I think that doing the maneuver where you put the phone on speaker and hold it away from your face is lame as hell.

lame maneuver
Until then, I guess I’ll just keep up with Jane’s Addiction and Regina Spektor.
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