First: Tomorrow’s show is going to be pre-recorded, so if you have a request for your favorite song from the ’50s. ’60s or early ’70s, queue up early, as Phil Musick used to say, and post it in the comments.
You also can call 412-385-7450 and leave a voice mail with your name and your request.
Second: I’ve been having some weird-ass dreams lately.
I woke up this morning with a start and realized that when Bill the Cat was running for president of the United States in “Bloom County,” Opus could not have run for vice president; because, canonically, he was born in the Falkland Islands and therefore was not eligible to serve.
I gotta lay off the politics for a while, I guess.
Third: My boss asked me yesterday to explain the “brat” thing to her, and specifically why Kamala Harris “is brat.”
I was like, “you’re asking the Gen X white dude to explain current slang? Ask me about 1980s sitcoms or something.”
I know it has to do with a new album by the British pop star Charli xcx. Brat supposedly means being a little bit messy but self-confident — “accepting your imperfections but embracing the chaos.” I’m just not sure how VP Harris embraces chaos; if anything, she seems super with-it.
Unlike me; I was never with it.
