Is Amanda Bynes crazy is or is she just freaking brilliant? I’m starting to think she is crazy like a fox. There is no such thing as bad publicity—unless ya end up pulling an Aaron Hernandez. In the past year Amanda has pulled all kinds of stunts that may lead you to think she should reside in a rubber room but she has yet to be in trouble with the law.
It’s no secret that I am looking for a talk radio job—whether that be in topical talk or sports talk. I’m honestly thinking of getting a blonde wig, wandering around the streets of Buffalo mumbling incoherently and throwing a flower vase outside of my window. Sadly we live in a society where good news and talent doesn’t necessarily lead to us to rewards. If I dress up like Sideshow Bob, get on a pogo stick, weave a few baskets out of cooked spaghetti and juggle a few bowling balls on a street corner I’m gonna be able to get my name out there because I know the local TV stations will send out the satellite trucks for a live shot at five.
They say ya gotta be crazy to want to be in radio today—maybe I need to put a stop at the wig store on my “to-do” list for today.