Monday, March 31, 2008



The picture of Hartman really has nothing to do with this post. Due to contractual agreements with Hart, she must get a certain amount of face time per month or I get a few bites mixed in with hisses at 5am. ;)

The following stories all happened this week and all made me laugh. :)

Scenario 1: Microphone-gate

I experienced a new one last week. After so many years, when you witness something original while meeting people it is usually blog worthy! The way you mic somebody up with a lav is to say "I need you to take this mic, run it up underneath your shirt and pull it out the top.". This hides the cable underneath their shirt and looks nicer on tv.

The usual end result of this situation is the following:

1) You look back to see how they are doing and discover they did not run the wire underneath their shirt. They clipped it to their shirt with the cable hanging down the front.

2) The subject is male and jokingly insists he'd rather I run it up his shirt for him.

3) You look back to see how they are doing and discover they did it right.

Last week, we were interviewing a 65 year old woman. I tried to hand her the lav and give her instructions-- As soon as I said 'run it up underneath your shirt--- she lifts her shirt up all the way past her breasts (yes, she had a bra on) and just stood there. I repeated she just needs to run it up underneath her shirt. She just stood there with her boobs hanging out and said "Go ahead! Hahahahahhahaha!". The reporter politely laughed with her. I politely chuckled as I mic'd her. Wierd.

Afterwards, in the truck, I said to the reporter: "Well, that was a new one.". She responded with, "Ha! While you were out grabbing the lights she asked me which outfit she should wear. I told her, then she stripped right then and there and changed.".

Scenario 2: Look at me!

Another typical thing you run into a lot is the 'Look at me!' crowd while driving around in the live truck. If I hear a honk, I will usually look, mostly to make sure a crash is not imminent! Not once have I responded to a honk to find a near accident or a 'hey, your tire needs air'. No, when you turn your head to look it's usually a group of guys shouting one of the following:

1) Ahhhhhhhhhh! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Loook at me!!!!!!!!!

2) Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Put me on tv!!

3) Hey baby!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Haaaaaaaaa! Go out with me!!!!!!!!!!!

Now, this is when I hear a honk. If I hear a car next to me full of guys shouting, I ususally ignore it. Trust me, this is the better route to take! (I sure do miss driving unmarked cars!)

While driving on the 101 heading back to the station I heard a car pull up!! Loooook at meeee!!!! Ahhhhhhh! Haaaaaaa!"

I commenced Operation Ignore. However, the reporter I was with, commenced Operation What-Are-They-Shouting-About-I-Think-I'll-Look. She immediately started laughing. So I turned my head and looked. It was a guy hanging out the window with a sign that said "I Heart Dan Rather". We laughed all the way back to the station.

Driving back from a story the other day, there was an old man crossing the street. He was extremely thin and wirey. His socks were pulled up to his knees. His shorts were too short. One of his arms was bent at the elbow,sticking out, with his fist balled up on his hip... kind of like...a wing. And it was flapping. The people who would pass by him had this 'oh my god' look on their faces. The poor old man with white hair down to his waist was talking to himself. Shouting even. We listened in as he passed. We heard:
"Be-Gaaaauk! Bock-bock-bock-bock--Be-Gaaaaauk!"

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