Tuesday, June 21, 2005
I Can't Cope!
And neither can the rest of Pittsburgh
I was quite bummed to hear that Myron Cope is retiring. Anyone from Pittsburgh knows who Myron Cope is, and those who are not from Pittsburgh don't care, so I won't take the time to explain. All I'll say is this. I have fond memories from childhood... riding in the car, my dad behind the wheel, with Myron Cope "yoi"ing away on the radio, and my mother... all like, "BRUCE! Will you PLEASE turn him off? I cannot STAND that man! He has the most IRRITATING VOICE!" And my dad would be like, "It's almost over." Thirty minutes later, the Copanut would still be "Hmmm ha"ing my mother all the way to the funny farm. Ahhhh good times.
Anyway, we'll miss you Myron. (Fun trivia: Myron Cope lives on the same street as my grandmother.)
I'm a little scared. I have to send 2 short stories off to school by the end of June so they can pick ones to work on for the residency. I'm really scared... my short stories are all kinda freaky 'cause that's the way short stories should be in my opinion. I feel so naked - shipping my weird freaky words off to the unknown. I'll have to choose carefully which ones to send. Yikes.
I like grape juice.
The end.
I was quite bummed to hear that Myron Cope is retiring. Anyone from Pittsburgh knows who Myron Cope is, and those who are not from Pittsburgh don't care, so I won't take the time to explain. All I'll say is this. I have fond memories from childhood... riding in the car, my dad behind the wheel, with Myron Cope "yoi"ing away on the radio, and my mother... all like, "BRUCE! Will you PLEASE turn him off? I cannot STAND that man! He has the most IRRITATING VOICE!" And my dad would be like, "It's almost over." Thirty minutes later, the Copanut would still be "Hmmm ha"ing my mother all the way to the funny farm. Ahhhh good times.
Anyway, we'll miss you Myron. (Fun trivia: Myron Cope lives on the same street as my grandmother.)
I'm a little scared. I have to send 2 short stories off to school by the end of June so they can pick ones to work on for the residency. I'm really scared... my short stories are all kinda freaky 'cause that's the way short stories should be in my opinion. I feel so naked - shipping my weird freaky words off to the unknown. I'll have to choose carefully which ones to send. Yikes.
I like grape juice.
The end.
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Hi Claire,
Thanks for the comment... not going to call the girl back...
as far as Cope is concerned, I heard Marty and Steve (the Reds anouncers) talking about it on the radio on the day he died, and immedietly I wondered how you took the news... hmmm... that sucks...
As far as your stories, good luck... Im sure they're eight shades of nifty...
I wouldn't mind reading them if you want to send them my way. Ill let you know what I think of them...
just a thought...
Michael
P.S. I like Grape soda... (it doesn't actually have any fruit in it :( )
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Thanks for the comment... not going to call the girl back...
as far as Cope is concerned, I heard Marty and Steve (the Reds anouncers) talking about it on the radio on the day he died, and immedietly I wondered how you took the news... hmmm... that sucks...
As far as your stories, good luck... Im sure they're eight shades of nifty...
I wouldn't mind reading them if you want to send them my way. Ill let you know what I think of them...
just a thought...
Michael
P.S. I like Grape soda... (it doesn't actually have any fruit in it :( )
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