Uh, Champ... Who's Mikey, and why is he the Mid-Atlantic Champ?

Yesterday's post was a combination of two inside jokes between me and my friend Mikey back in DC.

Joke #1:  He was a little upset that he didn't get a shout-out like Kazzy and Jimmy did from last week's trip to DC.  So, I had to let it be known that he is awesome, too.

Joke #2:  As you've probably noticed, I jokingly refer to myself as the "Champ."

Is it really a joke, Champ?

Okay, no.

Anyway, Mikey's decided that he's a little version of me, and so, he's also a Champ.  I maintain, though, that one cannot refer to themselves as a "Little Champ."  We determined that, upon my departure from DC, he had become the Champ of DC and the surrounding area, and thus, we came up with the title of Mid-Atlantic Champ.

And so, Mikey, the Mid-Atlantic Champ has now been given his due for being... well... him!

Okay... What else is going on?  You have that disturbed/scared look about you.

Well, I heard two very disturbing things on the radio this morning.

1) New Kids on the Block have reformed and are going on tour.

2) Beverly Hills 90210 is being recreated for the CW network.

Oh, wow.  Are they going to dig up Reagan, too?

No, they already did.  He's running as John McCain.  Except that he's lost a step or two.

Bad joke, but I had to feed you that line.

Thanks.

So, you're disturbed about the resurgence of the 80's.  I get it.  But, c'mon.  You had to see it coming, Champ.  I mean, I Love the 80s has been on VH-1 for how long now?

That's true.  Sigh...  It's just that... well... the 1980s were great years (right up until September 1988).  And I don't think I can recreate that magic.

Well, no kidding.  You're 20 years older.  Besides, I remember the glasses you wore back then.  I wouldn't necessarily call those your halcyon years.

Hey!  Those glasses were cool. back... wait... no, they weren't.  Okay, you're right.

Besides, Champ.  You're having a blast.  In a way, you already are reliving the 1980s in the sense that you're having the time of your life, French diplomats notwithstanding.

That's true.  Other than the French diplomat incident, I am kicking more @$$, raising more hell, having more fun, and loving every minute of it!

Good.  Now, get to work, Champ.  You have some @$$ to kick, some hell to raise, and some fun to have. And if you see a French diplomat along the way... well... 

Because I'm not.

This is a headline in a local daily newspaper.

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Scientists: Nothing to Fear from Atom-Smasher
The most powerful atom-smasher ever built could make some bizarre discoveries, such as invisible matter or extra dimensions in space, after it is switched on in August.

But some critics fear the Large Hadron Collider could exceed physicists’ wildest conjectures: Will it spawn a black hole that could swallow Earth? Or spit out particles that could turn the planet into a hot dead clump?

http://www.gazettextra.com/news/2008/jun/30/scientists-nothing-fear-atom-smasher/
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OMG.

Where am I?  Is this article supposed to be a re-posting of something from the New York Times, circa 1930?

In what I hope is news unrelated to the locals' fear of technology...

You'll see from my post last night that our webstream was down again, so my radio show did not broadcast beyond the local airwaves.  I did, however, get a call from some local listeners praising my musical choice.

Um, Champ... Were they drunk?

Yeah, I think so.  Anyway, I won't be posting the playlist because I'm just going to play the same songs again next week, assuming that the webstream is up.

That's all the news that's... ahem... fit to print.

So, Champ, how was your 5-day weekend in DC?

Up and down.

To make a long story short (and 5 days would make for a long story), I'll summarize with a numbered list (negatives first):

1.  The DC scene sucks.  Completely.  Bitchy queens.  And while it's true that, here in my small town, I may get hit on by a 50-something year old man wearing a toupee that looks like a sponge with goat-hair sticking out of it, at least he's genuine.

2.  Jimmy informed me that, even though Mike moved away almost a year ago, and I moved away 8 months ago, he and I are still a topic of gossip.  According to gossip Jimmy heard last Monday night, Mike and I recently got back together.  WTF?!?  This just goes to show that what other people think about me is not my business.

3.  Kazzy and I actually reminisced about a wondeful idea Pookie had.  We would get a 1967 Cadillac convertible, paint it hot pink, and then airbrush two lesbians in mid-coitus on the hood.  Then, we'd drive it around DC, with Pookie standing in the backseat wearing an American flag bikini and pasties, firebombing all of the popular DC gay bars while dancing to "The Milkshake Song."

4.  This one is a neutral to positive one.  Alex-the-Ex and I had a cordial dinner together, but the conversation reminded me why he and I are not well-matched, so I'm thankful for that reminder.

5.  I love that I no longer work in my old office.  I visited, and the tension there was palpable.

6.  Filip is the sweetest guy in the world.

7.  Jen is still absolutely hilarious.

8.  I love spending time with Kazzy.

9.  I had a wonderful time with Jimmy at the National Gallery of Art and the Sculpture Garden.  He and I can talk and talk and talk.  Oh, and the conversations are actually meaningful.

10. I was very happy to be met at the airport, even though my flight was three hours late.  It's always nice to come home to something friendly after an emotional up-and-down.

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