So, for some reason I fell for some scamster of a travel agent who sold me on fishing trip on the Hudson River. Needless to say, the fishing there sucks as I realized pretty quickly so I was forced to go and do non-fishing things in New York City.
In addition to my usual wandering around while thinking "why won't someone pay enough so I can live here in style," I put on the Groucho glasses to conceal the secret identity and paid a visit to the Sirius radio studios to say hello to Michelangelo Signorile.
The Sirius organization was quite impressive in a spooky sort of way. They take up a couple of floors in the McGraw Hill building in Rockefeller Center. It's one part NASA and 4 parts sweatshop for DJs. The giant satellite tracking screen in the front lobby with the associated knobs and buttons which do who knows what was stunning. The rest of the place is row after row after row of soundproofed studios - some of reasonable size, some tiny closets - filled with people chained to their microphones.
Anyway, even if you lack a satellite radio system you can listen to Signorile's show streaming on the internet from 1-4 EST here at SiriusOutQ.
and no red snapper
