I am the world’s eccentric memessenger this week… First the bearistas, and now a phone call from NPR. A brief re-creation:
Unidentified 212 number: Hello, I’m calling from NPR. We are doing a piece on Mr. Softee.
Me: (maniacal laughter)
NPR: We know you hate Mr. Softee. Google told us. Don’t you think it marks you as an out-of-towner?
Me: Oh, probably.
NPR: Can we put you on the air tomorrow for All Things Considered provided nothing happens in world news that bumps this total potboiler doily-burgher piece off the lineup?
Me: (to self) I’m gonna come off sounding like an evil streetlife-hating suburbanite. What was it they taught me in all those activist trainings about giving good soundbite? Probably something about don’t talk to NPR…(to NPR, giggling) Okay.
So, keep an ear out for me on All Things Considered, the evening show, tomorrow.
UPDATE: It’s on! But none of my better quotes really got used. Oh well. Look for it around fiveish (may be earlier if you don’t have much local news) on All Things Considered. If you missed it in the Eastern timeslot, you could try streaming it onKCRW at 8ish Pacific.