Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. An old T shirt that brought back such radio memories. I put some of them in today’s podcast. I found out that it was the Duke of Shrewsbury who first figured out that you could make something tasty and handy if you put a hunk of meat between two slices of bread. So I explained how the evil Earl of Sandwich stole the Duke’s idea. We needed to re-name the sandwich. We needed to call it a Shrewsbury. And I gave the top crumb award to listeners who spread the word. The top crumb was from my lunchtime Shrewsbury. Lots of restaurants actually put Shrewsburies on the menu. That was kind of fun “Theater of the mind.” But we did “Theater of the heart” too. I was on the air when Martin Luther King was murdered. There was such anger and hate on the phones. The city was ready to explode. At a time like that, Theater of the Heart can help. Sometimes you do Theater of the Heart not so much by what words you say, but by how you’re saying those words. I like to think I helped a little. Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. Memories from radio…from long, long ago.
T.G.I.F, so it’s time for one of today’s podcast’s most popular features, Dick’s Details – a bunch of totally un-important stuff for you to stuff in one ear, so you can squeeze the important stuff that’s no fun in your life out the other ear, and you can grab a grin and win. When a male chimpanzee spots an attractive female chimpanzee, the guy climbs up the nearest tree and tosses twigs down at her. If she’s interested she climbs up the tree to meet him. So if you guys haven’t been having too much luck at a singles bar, try taking a walk in the park and climb a tree. But if a lady climbs up a tree toward you, do check to see if she’s excessively hairy. If the answer is siss, boom, baa, what is the question? I just saw a commercial that said “Four out of five dentists recommend sugarless gum.” I think it would be interesting to meet that fifth guy who says, “Go ahead kids. Chew up that good sugary gum.” And I’ve seen so many Viagra commercials that I’ve been waiting for some chemist to write a tell all book, claiming that Viagra is really a placebo. That would leave a lot of guys love lives..pretty limp. If the answer is siss, boom, baa the question is “What is the sound that an exploding sheep makes?” Credit…or blame as the case may be…for that one is due to the late, great, Johnny Carson. All Louie Louie Generation folks remember Johnny Carson…don’ t you? Dick’s Details. They take your mind off your mind.
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Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. An old T shirt from my radio days. What memories it started in my head. We did theater of the mind radio.” We had “lovin touch cards.” Like the one below. And we also had the boy/girl watcher post cards with the hole punched in the middle so you could “hide behind the card and watch un-observed.” Obviously if the watch-ee giggled, the watch-er had a good start because giggles are good. And if the watch-ee ignored the silly thing the watch-er didn’t have to feel rejected. Watchers and watchees would write or call with the results. Lots of imagination went on there. Theater of the mind. But we also did stuff that I called, “Theater of the heart.” I was really missing the lady who is now my Lady Wonder Wench. It hurt…how I missed her. It turns out lots of the people listening were missing somebody too. Lots of the people listening there in the middle of the night were hurting…bad. It sometimes helps if you know you have company when you hurt. That’s what I call “Theater of the Heart Radio.” It was “Theater,” but it was very real. There’s a sample of it in today’s podcast.
Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. That old T shirt I found started lots of fun radio memories going around in my head. Lots of stuff I used to do on the air is in today’s podcast. Toilet paper unrolling contests, ice cube tossing contests, slinky races…the Grape Aid Society…as in what’s purple and hides in the ocean…Moby Grape…and my password. I told my listeners that any time some nasty guy threatened them just say the password and the nasty guy would back away. Here’s the password:
thequeezyattheverysametime. (Case sensitive)
And I very well remember the night the picture on the cover of my book was taken. My Lady and I had been apart for months, and the only way I could talk to her was in messages in the night on the air. It was “Theater of the heart.”
Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. An old T shirt from my Radio days. Radio memories. Lots of them in today’s podcast. I had a Venus Fly Trap that I kept in the studio. They eat flies as you probably know. So I decided to call my Venus Fly Trap Irving the Second…”Superplant. Faster than a speeding clump of crab grass. Able to leap tall garbage heaps with a single jump.” We had sound effect fights between Irving and “Super Mosquito.” I usually had a caller on the phone who rooted for “Super Mosquito.” Here’s a picture of Irving. That’s me dangling from one of his leaves.
Oh my gosh what I found in the wash. A radio memories T shirt. It’s in today’s podcast. I was lucky enough to work at stations that had remote trailers that we used to get out to amusement parks, and landmarks around the city, and beaches in the Summer time. We got to meet the folks who listened, and we had fun with them right on the air. I especially enjoyed the broadcasts from the beach. One of the fun things I did was wet bikini contests. Yeah, I know. Sexist. But as Big Louie says in my book Staying Happy Healthy And Hot, if God didn’t want us to be sexist, why did he give us sex? Here’s a picture of one of the best bunch of radio guys the Lord ever un-leashed on the public. WBZ’s guys from the Sixties. Back row left to right, Carl deSuze, Dave Maynard, Jay Dunn. Front row left to right, Dick Summer, Jeff Kaye, Bruce Bradley & Bob Kennedy. God Bless them. I’m the last man standing. It was such a time.
Oh my gosh what I found in the wash! It’s an ancient T shirt from my WNBC radio days. It says, “The Dick Summer Holy City Of Brooklyn Stick Ball Championship and Doo Wop Festival Extravaganza!” And it still fits. As a matter of fact it looks a little chesty. I called Brooklyn the “Holy City” because I was born there. “What” you might say “was the Dick Summer Holy City Of Brooklyn Stick Ball Championship and Doo Wop Festival Extravaganza?” And that would be a reasonable question. It was FUN, that’s what it was. See, there was a time when we used to have fun on the radio. Want to remember fun on the radio? Try today’s www.dicksummer.com/podcast.
Early Spring is a smiling, happy, pretty girl. Early Summer is a WOMAN…soft, sexy, smiling, strong. She’s in today’s podcast.
It’s T.G.I.F so here’s one of the most popular features of today’s podcast, Dick’s Details, a bunch of totally un-important stuff for you to stuff in one ear, so you can squeeze the important stuff that’s driving you nuts out the other ear, and you can go grab a grin. If you are the average American guy, you drank 24 gallons of beer last year. That was some party. If the answer is there’s a thin ice sign in the middle of the lake, what is the question? A British doctor by the name of Pierre Marshall has applied to the government for funds to open a school for sex. I’ll bet all the students are busy studying for the final exam. There are more psychiatrists per person in Washington DC than in any other American city. And from what’s coming out of Congress I think those shrinks should hang their heads in shame. If the answer is there’s a thin ice sign in the middle of the lake, the question is who put the thin ice sign out there in the middle of the lake. Dick’s Details. They take your mind off your mind. Speaking of your mind, a quick re-minder…if you like these podcasts, or the spoken word CDs at Dick Summer dot com, please tell a couple of friends. They might like them too, and you’ll be doing me a favor. Thanks. AND…if you’re on the road this weekend, try on these wheels: