Let's see...local DJ shtick. I grew up in a small town in Ohio - not unlike Smallville, but without the mutants. Okay, maybe there were a couple of mutants...but I digress. We had this DJ (AM, of course. I think this was either before or in the early days of FM, but I could be wrong.) His name was Marty Larson, and he used to sign off every night with the extremely lame phrase, "And remember...kissing can be habit forming." I also remember that Marty's dad was a minister. There was a DJ in Cleveland that I liked, but I can't get a clear focus on him in my mind....which might have something to do with the weed I might have been smoking during that period... *coff* I remember that he owned a club in the flats in Downtown Clevelend where he'd broadcase live from on the weekends. He'd have beach parties in the middle of winter...brought in a truckload of sand and poured it all over the floor. Heh. Those were the days.....
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10/8/05 01:03 am (UTC)Let's see...local DJ shtick. I grew up in a small town in Ohio - not unlike Smallville, but without the mutants. Okay, maybe there were a couple of mutants...but I digress. We had this DJ (AM, of course. I think this was either before or in the early days of FM, but I could be wrong.) His name was Marty Larson, and he used to sign off every night with the extremely lame phrase, "And remember...kissing can be habit forming." I also remember that Marty's dad was a minister. There was a DJ in Cleveland that I liked, but I can't get a clear focus on him in my mind....which might have something to do with the weed I might have been smoking during that period... *coff* I remember that he owned a club in the flats in Downtown Clevelend where he'd broadcase live from on the weekends. He'd have beach parties in the middle of winter...brought in a truckload of sand and poured it all over the floor. Heh. Those were the days.....