A fellow who's never shy about "SHOOTING" off his mouth, Peter Franklin-The Gabby-Cabby will be joining me from the streets of New York this afternoon (Thursday) around 4:40 on the Puffman Program. Pete always has some great LARGER-Than-Life True Tales from the Big Apple & some strong opinions. Sp
We sat through this whole thing video of a high-speed police pursuit in Inglewood, Calif., waiting for something horrible to happen, because it's the internet. Magically, nothing horrible does happen
If only something this entertaining happened at every primary school band concert. Usually it's just kids blowing half-heartedly into recorders while the audience longs for the sweet release of death. But not this time. This time there is a xylophone bashing maniac onstage, and it is the most glorious thing we've ever seen.
Looking over the latest True Tales from the Gabby Cabby, (they're on the web at: gabby.com), Peter Franklin, the Gabby Cabby, the driver of the yellow mobile conveyance writes, "I run a credit check on everyone getting into the taxi & that is no joke! That information goes directly to the credit bureaus who know where you are going & coming". Oh boy
For the past seven years, Doritos has sponsored a 'Crash The Super Bowl' contest in which amateur ad-makers compete to have their 30 second spots for the tortilla chips played during the big game. For 2013's Super Bowl commercial, the competition is fierce.
Actually it's a WHALE of a True Tale from the Gab Man, Peter Franklin-the Gabby Cabby. Pete will be joining me tomorrow (Saturday) morning around 9:30 for our 1st broadcast of the new year. I haven't called Pete lately, it seems like (1) I upset him or (2) he upsets me whenever we talk
Welcome to the new year, y'all! We survived the Mayan Apocalypse, went to our office holiday parties without going totally nuts and witnessed Kathy Griffin trying to get in Anderson Cooper's pants. We're still trying to get that image out of our brains. Regardless, we made it to January, and that's pretty impressive.
Reality TV has seemingly invaded all corners of our vocational universe, offering shows based on a slew of jobs from funeral home director to meter maid to car dealer and just about everything in between.
But there are still a wide variety of occupations missing.
Peter Franklin, the Gabby Cabby, survived another Christmas. He stayed out of Wilkes Barre/Scranton, Pennsylvania(!) & he'll be joining me this afternoon (Wednesday) at 4:40 on the Puffman Program. Our "Predictor" is on a "sports vacation" this week & instead of the usual "Predictor Program" in the 4 o'clock hour, we'll be getting an "ear full & then some from this wacky driver of the yellow mobile conveyance lounge
Sorry kids. It appears as if your presents are on back order this year because Santa Claus isn't coming to town in 2012. He's too busy prepping for the upcoming (and supposed) apocalypse, according to last night's episode of 'Conan.'
Every year, hours are spent scouring the Internet and local stores for the perfect present that will change somebody's life, be the material representation of true friendship, and bring joy to humanity. Every year, that never happens. Every year, the unwrapping of gifts is an occasion met with dread. Every year, it's gift cards for everyone, and here's why.
I was up at the Heritage Center reading "Montana History" last evening (Tuesday) enjoying Kareen Bratt's book "My Home's In Montana". I've blogged about this great book several times over the past couple of months & it looks like we have only about 80 pages to g