dmv, birthday, karma and, guess what? doo wop

Wednesday, went to DMV, couldn't register new car w/out a bill of sale, but they did force themselves to accept my $345 in taxes. Then to Comp USA to try out Rio Karma, which I want, instead of an IPod, but they don't carry, so went to Sears, of which their electronics dept. is a joke, run by dumbo high school mentality girls and guys. So wasn't able to cash certificate, it'll just have to burn a hole in my pocket.

Thursday was a very busy day with Shea's birthday, which the four of us (Rick, Shea, us) celebrated with take out Chinese, wine and...well...wine. But it was very good and Sylvia came up with some great gifts, including two of the new 50s, with an accounting...us $40, Heather $40 and Brian $20.

New Beachcomber on Friday and I left a message at Prime Spot Radio show on KBCH as she had asked me to do.

Busy Saturday. Let me rephrase that. Insanely busy Saturday. It began when I committed to have as guests, members of the Five Boroughs doo wop group out of Fla., with Norman Fox, wow! of the Rob Roys as a special guest. They needed to deliver about 8 guys to the station, so that meant an absolute convoy. So we met at the front of the Holiday Inn at Lakewood Blvd. at 8 a.m...five Italian guys/New Yorkers standing out there as I drive up. Take 2, Sopranos.

They already had gotten the Beachcomber, my article about the show, at the front desk...they liked it.

So, Frank Iovino, Eddie Parducci and Fox decide to ride with me and off we go, with Dennis Bardone of the doo wop society riding with 3 others and Sylvia due to pick up the final two. It worked! We all got to the station well before showtime. What a thrill! Just got better.

Fox doo wopped "Tell Me Why" with the guys, acappella...and the group did about 3 more sets, including a WPMD theme that Craig Breit had asked for...he was...how do I say this? Pleased.

After the show, we dropped them off, and I dropped. It was exciting and exhausting and the day had just begun. What had started as a drizzly day turned typically perfect and that night, Sylvia and I attended the Doo Wop Society show, began at 8 on the dot. Great show, the group mentioned their appearance on my show to no response...no listeners? Sat next to Brian Bierne who couldn't have been more negative about KRTH...makes sense, he's leaving soon. You mean our 268 song playlist? Told a story about how they wouldn't play Conway Twitty's #1 hit when he died. And about Elvis - two records on the playlist!!!!

The fun began when Iovino called Kitty K. a pussy on stage when someone else told him she had changed her name...don't think that went over well with KK, since, when she met Sylvia in the women's room and was called Kitty again, it was jr. high school redux. KK approached Sylvia later on, who, to her credit, blew off the bitch. That was definitely that. Especially when Iovino dubbed her an asshole. So doo wop lives, just maybe not at the Petroleum Club which is raising the costs significantly.

Getting old, got to bed at 1, felt tired most of Sunday. Brian came by on his way to Pismo, watched a disaster movie. On that day, a reprint of the Johnny Flamingo article came out in the Observer, which I found out from Tony Burke from B&R. If he wants it, I'll do our take on the story. It's called "Looking for Johnny Flamingo" and I'll publish it in the next blog.

Cropp family shows up Wednesday for ribs.