I got stood up. It’s an awful program anyway. Never mind.
I spent some time in Tulsa in the late 1980’s and developed a fondness for the town. You could walk around the city at night safely. There was a convenience store near the hotel where I stayed where you could get a big pack of iced cherry rolls and play the Galaga video game. That’s where I first saw the movie Koyaanisqatsi in a theater across the street from the hotel. Nelson’s Buffeteria had the best chicken fried steak and the thickest lemon meringue pie in the country. My arteries clog up just thinking about it. Here’s a photo.
I got an email from the station apologizing for the scheduling snafu along with an offer to be on at another time. I declined. While waiting to get called, I listened to the show, and it’s a poster child for the dumbing down of America. I am serious about what I do and there is no fit between me and them. A more fitting guest would be Orly Taitz; they could talk about her boobs.