Me! On the radio!
Oh goodness gracious. I was on the radio tonight. Not here in Chicago, oh no. That's too easy. I was on the radio in Los Angeles. Because I am a dork.
I have the numbers for the nightly countdown for the KIIS in LA, and figured what the heck? I'll call. I'll just talk to some studio assistant, no biggie. Natalie, for the record, is super-cool. She cut me off as soon as I said Chicago, and said "Let me guess. You're voting for JC." People all over the country have been calling in to vote for Blowin' Me Up, thanks to the lovely Alicia.
So, Natalie and I chatted a bit. She thinks JC has the coolest fans, and if she was famous, she'd want his fans. She really is a sweetheart. Anyway, after we chatted, she said, "hang on, I'm putting you on the radio." (!!!!)
I sat on hold, long-distance, mind you, for 25 minutes. Then JoJo came on the line. We talked about how COLD it is in Chicago (that made it onto the radio), he had me record a bit about his "thing with toes" (no clue what that is, but he had me do it twice), talked about JC's album (due out this summer), OnlyArtist, and the fact that JC is currently in the studio (recording, not radio), which is pretty cool. Then he had me hold on again.
I heard myself over the phone, and then on the live streaming (they're on a couple-minute delay). I sounded like the biggest goober EVER. God. I am not cut out for radio. After the HUGE freak-out I had while waiting on hold, I'm impressed that I got out "JC Chasez's Blowin' Me Up" without stumbling over it completely.
So that was that. I was on the radio in LA. That makes me laugh.