Hey There, Tiger

I missed yesterday's show, which makes me a little sad. Big Mama had some business to attend to, though, and I alerted the station, etc. Still, if any listeners were counting on delicious, smart pop music to get them through the morning, they probably felt abandoned. Forgive me, folks.


Let's be honest, though. You know as well as I do that all I would have played is Paddy Roberts. Ah, the fifties. (You know I'm kidding, right?)

This weekend I get to do a bit of travel again. I'll be heading up to New York at some point and hope to catch up with a few friends. If you need anything, let me know.

Ah, and there's a bit of good news. It turns out that only the mirror part of my poor, misbegotten car's side mirror was damaged, not the entire housing. For a mere $79.43, I can have it repaired. Eat THAT, Philly!

P.S. Ah, radio show...