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Monthly Archives: November 2011
November 28, 2011, 17:25
John Bailey did not know his work voicemail could accommodate a message two-and-a-half minutes in length. Now he knows. Now he knows. … Now he knows.
November 27, 2011, 13:04
John Bailey has a BlackBerry that on a good day will hold a charge for six hours, and he’d be lucky now to get through this sta
November 25, 2011, 09:06
John Bailey is finished wading through a sluggish early-Friday-morning-after-Thanksgiving on air, and will chalk it up to being strung out on tryptophan.
November 23, 2011, 17:43
John Bailey isn’t saying he’s out of shape, but he did become winded and sweaty while manually pulverizing graham crackers for pie crust.
November 20, 2011, 20:33
John Bailey is in the middle of Indiana at a Paul Simon show that you could stream live from anywhere at wttsfm.com. These are the days of lasers in the jungle, lasers in the jungle somewhere.
November 20, 2011, 13:27
John Bailey is Bloomington-bound with my traveling companion, who’s eight years old. Maybe there’s a reason to believe we both will be received in IU Auditorium tonight for Paul Simon!
November 18, 2011, 19:57
John Bailey finds he needs a moment to collect his thoughts on some occasions, such as when his eight-year-old asks for the last name of the singer McJagger.
November 18, 2011, 15:05
John Bailey thinks it’s been almost two years since he spun around the dial and did not hear the 1:15-and-I’m-hammered-and-amorous hillbilly song. Looks like we’re stuck with this boot-scootin’ bootycall for a bit.
November 17, 2011, 22:31
John Bailey just ate a piece of leftover Halloween candy so old that you’d think the wrapper would have read “Master Goodbar.”