I’ve been doing a little bit of tweaking over at K-IRB. Cosmetically, I think the new layout there makes it a little better to do what you want to do, which would be to listen, chat, or check the schedule out. On the broadcast end of it, I added a couple of new jingles and have been trying to get new music to air. I want to (again) phase out the non-rock and eventually add some new indy music to the format.

Speaking of web stuff, I’ve also been toying around with a couple of things over at Radio X. I want to get the show more exposure, so I’m trying a couple of weekly updates there. Maybe I can con see if Christie would do some kind of drunken update every weekend…

There’s been some minor e-drama involving a couple of friends of mine and a girl who couldn’t tell the truth if you wrote it out for her and paid her to read it word for word. In part, this girl had some not-so-kind words for me, but instead of making a big mess about it I kept my mouth shut because I knew the truth would come out in the end… and it did.

Apparently, the Lil’ Moo went to go see his first movie ever this weekend. Mommy took him to go see Shrek the Third. I’m pretty sure he was a great boy in the theater. He’s usually quite remarkable when he’s in public.

Lindsay Lohan is cute, but I’d probably avoid her like the plague. She’s got more problems than God, and I’m starting to get sick of her much like I’m sick of Paris Hilton. She (Lindsay, though you never know with Paris) was in a car accident and apparently given a summons for a DUI. A summons. The best part is that they found cocaine in the car. Whoops!

Blake whateverhisnameis is now bragging about how glad he is that he didn’t win American Idol. Yeah, who needs a guaranteed record contract and a million dollar prize, right? He now wants to do original new stuff like, and this is a quote from him, “Jamiroquai.” How is a 90s band ORIGINAL TODAY?!? He’s the musical one-trick pony. Vanilla Ice, move over. There’s a new chump in down, and his name is Blake.

Did you hear that Hillary Clinton refused a divorce from husband Bill? Apparently, Slick Willie wanted to leave her for a marketing executive in the ’70s, but she said no. In fact, she was considering running for Governor of Arkansas just to piss him off. Sounds a little like Jeanine Pirro…