Posted by: Roman Mars on October 30, 2004 03:44 PM | Comments (0)

It's 3am, I'm in the Holiday Inn hotel lobby, and a gaggle of degenerate public radio producers are passing around a bottle of leftover Chardonnay. Most are drinking directly from the bottle. There's the incessant roar of a vacuum cleaner running in the background.

Earlier in the evening, I went to see Joe Frank. I'll leave BW to comment on that. While watching the performance I got an idea for a whole new radio show. That's the best possible result. I wonder how many stories and programs begin as a germ of an idea first formed right here at Third Coast. We should draw up a chart.

The PRX party at WBEZ was already raging when the group of us arrived. Security was tight(ish), and all us forgot both our badges and our postcard invitations. We offered to show the guard our IDs, and the guard responded, "What will that do? I don't know who you people are." This was a good point. Around this time, Andrea found a conference badge at the bottom of her purse and she vouched for the lot of us. That seemed to satisfy the guard, and we were in!

There was dancing, an iPod was given out, and Jake Shapiro (Pusherman) encouraged us to drink as much as possible.

There was a short detour to a pseudo Irish pub across the street, but we closed down that lame joint and ended up back here in the hotel lobby. Benjamen's getting surly. Wish you were here.

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