SUNDAY, May 20

Charlie L. Brown will be with me again Sunday.   Charlie's a retired peddler.  Salesman.  The story of the show "Music Man", about a salesman who was so good he could sell musical instruments and band uniforms in small town America....could have been written about Charlie.  For several years, Charlie was a commentator on a program I hosted on another station, and now he's back with me.  His topic?  Whatever he wants.  Roughly 2 minutes of  his opinions on whatever he wants to address.....the cost of gas, the long lines at the fast food drive-up, the pot holes on I72, the excess rainfall or the lack of rainfall....Charlie has an opinion, and its his - not mine - whether I agree of not.  That's what makes it fun.  And now that Charlie's back, I hope to add more folks doing the same.   Wanna join us with your opinion?  Give me a call.

Curtis Greco will be back with me Sunday.  11 o'clock hour.   Author, commentator, speaker, political analyst, financial advisor...all those things.  He travels the world, has extensive speaking schedule, and is on radio & tv all over the country.  Been with me before, and he's fun to talk with.

Music?  Yep.  Don't yet know what show I'll play in the 10 o'clock hour, but it'll be a well-known Broadway show or a film version of one. 

And don't forget to send me your dime rhyme!

 Email continues to be a source of good stuff (and some bad)....like this story.....

A tourist in San Francisco's Chinatown....drawn into the look, the feel, the excitement, the colors, the sounds....yes, even the fear of evil in this strange community....went into a Chinese curio shop.  It was filled with treasures, old and new.   He was strangely attracted to a large, bronze statue of a - RAT!  What a great addition it would make, to his collection of unusual objects he had at home.  The detail was outstanding, the patina of this aged bronze was a bonus to this collector.  He asked the shopkeeper "how much?"

"$1500", said the shopkeeper in his strong Chinese dialect.

"$1500 dollars?  Wow...thats way too much for me.  Why is it so expensive?".

To which the shopkeeper explained "only $500 for the rat.  The $1000 is for the STORY."

"I only want the rat", the guy said.

"You sure you don't want story?"

"Yep, just the  rat".

So...they concluded the transaction and the tourist left the shop and started walking down the street with this large bronze statue of a rat, under his arm.  As he stopped at an intersection, he happened to look behind him, and noticed 4 live rats, following him.  He picked up his pace a bit, but kept an eye out behind him.  And lo & behold, more rats were following him.  They're climbing out of sewers, from cracks in buildings, from alleys....hundreds...then thousand of rats, follow him as he carried the bronze statue down the street.

Frightened, he turned a corner, to see if they would follow him.   They did.  and more joined in.  By now the police are directing traffic to avoid a catastrophe.  Ahead, he can see the waters of the Bay.   He pick us the pace...down the hill...across the Embarcadero....out to the end of the dock near Fisherman's Wharf......he's got to get rid of those rats!   In desparation, when he reached the end of the dock...with a mighty heave he throws the bronze statue of the rat into the harbor!  And all of the rats followed the statue into the water - and drowned!  That day, this midwestern tourist in San Francisco's Chinatown, rid the city of San Francisco of thousands and thousands of rats!  A bit of a hero, actually, but not sure why.

So....he went back to the Curio Shoppe in Chinatown.  The shopkeeper saw him coming, and met him at the door.

"Aaah....you come back for story"?

"Naw"...said the tourist.  "I came back to see if you have a statue of a politician".

   Keep the emails coming.  I use them on the air.  Its live radio.  Anything can happen.  Most  radio stations are recorded/automated on Sunday morning, but I'm there live.  And usually awake. 

Oh...did I tell you about the baseball catcher who got married?   Promised to love, honor and squat.   Or the scientist....who invented a potion to grow hair?   It was so strong it'd grow hair on a billiard ball.  Didn't work though....slowed the game down too much.

And don't forget........where ever you go - there you are!  See you Sunday.

                  Orv g.

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