11/21/2006

I was just going through some files in my desk, and found various newspaper articles that have been written about your little tv pal, Mr. Goolie…so, if you need something for the bottom of the parrot cage, you’re in luck. I’m always amazed that we’ve had so many articles written regarding yours truly…and , of course, some are good, and some are…interesting. I’ve always been surprised by how some reporters will set a tape recorder in front of you- tape every word you say- and the proceed to misquote you. I’m sure that’s pretty common, but there’s a big difference when you’re just Mr. Rubber Chicken Target, but- when you’re a political figure, or the head of a big company? That’s kind of scary. Another favorite was a guy who asked for a list of my favorite movies- then proceeded to either replace a few with HIS favorites, or give different reasons of his own why I liked certain films. I’m all for artistic license, but- come on!!! Don’t get me wrong- there have been some really nice, really fun articles- it’s always cool to find that a reporter has some insight into the show, and isn’t just regurgitating stuff everybody knows already. Some of the writers are long-time fans, and their enthusiasm and enjoyment of what we do can come across very well. I love the folks who aren’t taking it too seriously (“what do you see as the art form of the horror host?” -uhhh…I’m just trying to do something that makes people laugh…)-and who understand that it IS work- but it’s also fun (most of the time, anyway!) Occasionally, we get somebody really off the wall- we had a guy who came here, took notes and pictures all day, and asked us to pay for his parking…then a month later called and said he lost all his film, and wanted to start over. We started doing more stringent checks of people who asked for interviews after that. Speaking of parking, (and this has nothing to do with the previous part of the blog)- the other night, I’m waiting for the elevator at the parking garage. The elevator arrives, and a guy wanders out, looking confused-he asks where a certain business is (it’s right in the same building as the garage)-then asks if he parked in an “allowed” area. I told him it was a pay lot, and he whined “does it cost 25 bucks an hour?” I told him I didn’t think so, and he proceeded to tell me how little he makes a year, and how he unfortunately has a degree in a dead filed- mentioning some sort of scientific jargon. All I could think is “if you’re so smart- how come you couldn’t read the garage signs that said it was a pay lot?” Maybe he has potential to be a writing partner for the guy who lost all his film… Enough blog whining from me for now- come back tomorrow for more whining- or whine for yourself by writing to me at svengoolie@wciu.com …sorry, no interviews right now… # # #