Non sequitur: Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio…

Laura asked me to pick up some dinner on the way home from work this evening so I decided it was time for the baconating. I was listening to Nuketown Radioactive when I got to Wendy’s, but the iTransFM blocks the cupholders in the MVoD, so I turned KJToonz off and switched on the radio, flipping through the stations and—because the guy at the window rudely interrupted my station surfing by asking for my order—stopping on 104.1, also known as Q104.

I ordered my Baconator combo with a Sprite and Laura’s Big Bacon Classic combo with large fries and a Diet Coke, pulled through, paid with my MasterCard, grabbed the food and headed home, stealing a few fries out of the bag as I drove. Wendy’s is about two miles from the International House of Johnson and there are six traffic lights on the way, but I only had to stop at two of them.

As I backed the MVoD into the driveway, I realized that I hadn’t heard a single song since turning on the radio. I’m estimating somewhere between seven and ten solid minutes of advertisement between the time I turned my iPod off and the time I pulled into the driveway at the International House of Johnson.

And that’s why I don’t listen to the radio anymore.

11 thoughts on “Non sequitur: Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio…”

  1. This is why I listen to Sirius Satellite Radio.

    I’ve toyed with the idea of getting XM for a while, but 99% of the time my iPod and the podcasts I subscribe to provide more than enough aural entertainment and information to keep me satisfied.

  2. No. Doubt. I haven’t listened to the radio in ages either.

    I wouldn’t have listened last night, but I had no CDs in the MVoD with me. I finished listening to Stephen King’s The Dark Tower VII: The Dark Tower last week and those were the only discs still in the van.

  3. Holy high school flashback! I haven’t even thought about built this city on rock and roll for years.

    Colorado actually has a couple decent 70s rock stations though. Better than the stations in Hartford were. Strange that I don’t listen to them – I listen to 90% podcasts, 10% NPR. I love my mp3 player.

  4. I’m finding less and less material to listen to on broadcast radio; even the subscription stuff. (My previous job as an itinerant automation programmer allowed me to rent vehicles with that kind of equipment installed.) Listening to podcasts by Mr, Miller, I’ve come to appreciate pod-safe music and Magnatune.

    Shockingly cool!

    I’m still a bit unskilled at listening to previews of tracks. Yeah, amazon and Magnatune are helping. I’m learning slowly. Nowadays, it’s just a matter of investing the time.

    And I think it’s a real shame that this is the method forced on consumers – but I guess it could be worse.

    iPod 85% / NPR 15% (note: that iPod percentage includes specific NPR podcasts, but I’m not interested in cyphering that out. One may not successfully recurse until one first curses.)

  5. Mrs. M. and I used to wonder who actually ordered the Baconator at Wendy’s. Now we know. We hope you live long enough to see your child grow up. I think I can hear your arteries clogging from here!

  6. Mrs. M. and I used to wonder who actually ordered the Baconator at Wendy’s. Now we know. We hope you live long enough to see your child grow up. I think I can hear your ateries clogging from here!

    Well, now you know. And knowing, as they say, is half the battle.

    Honestly, it’s not the most unhealthy burger I’ve eaten, but it’s certainly nowhere near being good for me. I could have ordered a salad, but no conversation ever comes from a salad. Ever.

  7. So true! Salad conversations are like certain business meetings. If everybody would just shut up, we could all get out of here but no, it’s going to be long and dull, isn’t it? Ha ha. I can’t bring myself to order the Baconator (I actually suffer from high cholesterol, as skinny as I am) and am pretty sure I couldn’t handle the bacony-goodness of that burger. Please don’t tell me how good it was. It was probably like a bacon-burger marinated in bacon and then served with a light bacon sauce with just a hint of bacon.

  8. Holy high school flashback! I haven’t even thought about built this city on rock and roll for years.

    I think about that song on a shockingly regular basis. Weird.

  9. … Please don’t tell me how good it was. It was probably like a bacon-burger marinated in bacon and then served with a light bacon sauce with just a hint of bacon.

    As with most fast food burgers, the actual product can’t possibly live up to the saliva-inducing images and words presented in the advertisements. On the other hand, it’s bacon, and there’s a baseline expectation with bacon that it’s damn near impossible not to meet.

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