Request Line: Flight Plan

INT. RECORDING STUDIO – EVENING The radio booth sits empty.  CONNOR, THE INTERN sits in front of a large piece of electronic equipment, sipping coffee.  The PRODUCER sits in front of the exterior control panel, getting things ready for the evening's broadcast.  DJ 3000:  Oh, man!  I'm so excited.  It's my first time

DFO Radio: Literature

  Greetings!  Since we had such a surplus of #content yesterday I held off on DFO Radio until this morning.  Last week, Amari Cooper showed us what Mark Twain* meant when he said "Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and to remove all doubt" and

DFO Radio: Chatter

Good morning, and welcome to a delayed edition of DFO Radio.  Last week's topic was "chatter" and since I was off gallivanting in London I wasn't around to post it on Monday as is typical.  I was actually home yesterday, but I didn't have much of anything to say on

Request Line: Chatter

INT. RECORDING STUDIO – NIGHT A producer moves around the interior of the booth, showing the basic features to its occupant, a physically perfect specimen of a man. PRODUCER: ...and so mostly everything is controlled from outside, so all you need to worry about is chatting with the callers.  Sound good? ADRIAN PETERSON: NO PROBLEM! PRODUCER: Actually, you're

Request Line: Free Agency

INT. RECORDING STUDIO – EVENING The radio booth sits empty.  A pair of radio professional are chatting casually in the outer office in front of a massive new piece of equipment.  CONOR, THE INTERN: ...so when does she get back? PRODUCER: In two weeks.  It's been pretty great.  I've been letting the animals sleep upstairs,

Request Line: Delusions of Grandeur

INT. RECORDING STUDIO – NIGHT A producer sits outside the recording booth, sipping coffee.  A redheaded young man is seated inside the booth. PRODUCER: So I'll count it off, and then you'll be live.  I'll feed you a few interview questions to get things started, and then we'll start taking requests.  Sound good? —[door