I check the Houston news about once a month to keep up with things happening back in Texas. I want to be on top of current events and important developments happening in the city, so I know what’s affecting my family and friends.
Sometimes I think I should check the news more often than once a month, and then a story like this pops up as one of the top headlines and I think, “I really don’t think I’m missing anything.”
I grew up in Baytown, Texas, just outside of Houston. I usually just tell people I’m from Houston since it’s more well known (and I pause for the required, “Houston, we have a problem” statement I get from each person thinking they’re the first ones to ever say that to me).
But now maybe Baytown is going to be on the map! As I googled the town today, I found this movie gem from just a few years back. Yep, once this movie catches on, I expect Baytown to be a tourist destination. I mean, look at the poster – it’s obviously high quality. I must have missed this movie’s Oscar nomination. It’s a proud moment for my hometown. (I think that guy in the tank top used to be my daycare teacher.)
When I lived in Houston, I enjoyed listening to the college radio station. You never knew what they would be playing. It could be anything from Robert Johnson to the Muppets. The best part of finding the channel was the DJs. After most blocks of songs, there would be at least a 10 second awkward silence before you would hear, “Uh… yeah… uh… that was the Moody Blues covering the theme song from Flash Gordon….. uh…. up next… uh….. Mike with the Chamber Music hour….”
Who runs these college stations? I always thought the point of the stations was to train students going into radio. I suppose this might be why radio is phasing out now and continious music on Sirius and Spotify is more popular.
I’ve missed the creepy college station here in Stockholm, but yesterday while driving in the car (I blame you for that McDonald’s), I found an odd station in English playing old 60s music. It’s not common to find English speaking radio here, so I listened for a while as the British DJ talked about the songs. Imagine my joy as I heard the completely inexperienced man say in a drawling, monotone voice, “uh….. that was The Doors…. Hello, I Love You…uh…kind of short song….. most of their songs were longer….. not that one….. uh…. going to play some blues next….. the blues are not so happy….. usually men compaining…… uh…. not good relationships…… yeah….. um…. here’s Buddy Guy.”
What sort of station is this?! It’s now on Pre-set number 1 in the car. I’m not sure if it’s an English learning station or some lonely British guy in Stockholm stuck in a basement with his old records. But this is what I’ve been missing. Good for you, creepy British radio guy! Our kids need to live in a world with mysterious, confused radio DJs. Keep up the
Ok, I understand that parents are outraged, and I probably would be too, but you have to admit it is a little funny. I think we’ve all had days where we felt like doing this:
“Baines Middle School students on the bus said it started when the driver became angry because several children on the bus were being loud. The students said the driver stopped the bus on a busy bridge in traffic, packed up her purse and got up to leave.
“We asked her, ‘Why did you stop the bus?’ And she turned off the engine and threw the keys at me, and said, ‘No, since you want to ask questions and make problems, you drive the bus.'”
I went to the movies this week which started me thinking of the differences between movie theaters in Stockholm and Houston. So today I have a list of pros and cons.
One of the best things about the movies in Houston are the giant Del-Dixi pickles. I have always gotten a pickle at the movies since I was a kid. I was so disappointed when I moved to Sweden where no pickles are sold at the movies.
We took a trip to Seattle where I enjoyed having much of the American food that I was missing. I decided we should go to the movies to get a pickle, but while trying to decide what to see, I remembered to ask if they even sold pickles. They did not, so we did not see a movie. What a shame to realize that pickles at the movies are not a national thing. I guess that might have been obvious to everyone else, but you never think about these things until you live somewhere else.