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Haw, Tricky Taylor! I am now on the air from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. I don't want the listeners to get comfortable.
The Star of the Southern Tier finale is tonight. It has been a lot of fun, except the part when I was forced to sing My Ding-A-Ling by Chuck Berry. Poor Chuck, I butchered that song.
Just because I am the full package; handsome, talented, manly, sensitive ( I cry at beer commercials) doesn't mean I can sing. I really can though, but I don't want to make everybody jealous.
You might have noticed, I am now on weekdays from 1-3. If you haven't noticed, WAKE UP! The sound of the MIX has changed a little, but we are still dedicated to giving the public what they want. That is great music, fun DJ's and your hometown events. If you have a problem with the new sound, feel free to let us know. We do take our listeners' comments into consideration.
The weather in the area has been typically horrible this January. My goal is to completely bury the parking meter in front of the station when I shovel. If the Man Meter Maid complains, I will blame it on the girls from Ray's. Take that system.
My birthday is coming up in March. All good MIX listeners should pitch in to get me an X-Box 360. Just 25 cents from everyone in the area should do it. Just drop of your contributions to the MIX office during business hours.
A new year has started, but I am the same old Taylor. It is hard to fix fat and ugly in just a few days. I hope everyone is enjoying the new website. I like the new look.
I love my job at the Mix. Like Tom recently said, DJ's have a job and opportunity that many people only dream about. I get to listen to music, watch Sabres games and throw my odd opinions out to the world all at one place and get paid for it. It is like getting paid to eat potato chips, which I occasionally do at the station. It is just a part-time job because I like to share myself with as much of the worls as possible. If you were as great as me you would do the same thing.
It would be much easier to do this blog if I knew how to type, or had opposable thumbs. Oh well, we can't all be perfect.
December 1, 2008
The new website is not up yet, but I am going to post anyways. This will please any tech savvy fans, stalkers who have my passwords, and Tom (is Tom all of the above?). I have yet one more form of media to use and express my often strange and unusual opinions. It is also one more chance to complain about Mary Smith and Yada, Yada, Yada. Man that show is horrible. It is like watching a small child eat spaghetti. It is disgusting, but strangely compelling, and I just can't take my eyes away.
Anyways, if you have seen my on-air picture, you know I wasn't hired for my great looks, but my sparkling personality. I will try to update this blog as much as my schedule and chronic laziness allow. Keep checking in, because, knowing myself, and let's face it, nobody else wants to know me, I will say a load of disturbing and offending things to say.
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