Bonjour!
Remember the radio before the internet? Much like I am now obsessed with calling into podcasts, when I was young I had my local radio station 88.9 on speed dial so I could request the djays to play my favorite songs or just call them up to talk. I would sing them songs and ask who the artist was so I could go out and buy the CD. How else was I supposed to do this before Google? We have Google now, but it’s still tough to track down podcasts we’d like to remember. This unnerves me.
Years (?) ago, Margaret Cho was on some podcast talking about how when she was little, she can remember hiding under the table while her mom was entertaining friends. Margaret would be comforted listening to her mom and her mom’s friends talk as women without their husbands, she thought the eavesdropping was delicious. (I also remember her mentioning that she would open up purses on the floor and eat lipstick tubes from them.) This is why Margaret loves podcasts, she says. This stuck with me. I am an…
