When Cory was "RoadKill"
Mar. 8th, 2004 09:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
csberryWhen Darrell came to Nashville, he said that he wanted a "danger boy" for us to do stunts with. Guess who volunteered to be that person... :)
During the years that I got to be "RoadKill," I:
(incomplete, and in no particular order)
*fished in the Delta inside the Opryland Hotel and was escorted out by security
*went to a nudist colony and played horseshoes naked
*rode my bike the 15ish miles into work one morning (it took the whole 3 hours of the show w/ all the hills)
*walked around Kroger asking people their opinions on Charmin
*quized the students on Vanderbilt's campus
*"vandalized" a yard, later to be revealed to have been our newsman's yard (while he's unknowingly cheering it on the whole time)
*filled condoms at the fountains at Bicentennial Mall
*bobbed for rubber duckies
*went around getting tourists to join me in doing The Chicken Dance
*a few games of "Where's RoadKill"
*got a body make-over with: hairstyle and color, manicure, facial, massage, wine, and waxing
*Converting Listeners - I would approach a car stopped at an intersection downtown and ask what type of music they liked listening to. I would be on the phone w/ the studio and relaying this info to them. If the person liked classic rock, the board op would put on some Led Zeppelin. I would then tell the person that we played that type of music and for them to change their radio to 99.7FM. They would do that, hear the Led Zeppelin and drive off. Hopefully, after Darrell started talking after the song the person would hear what we were doing and get a kick out of it. We received several emails from people that I had converted saying that they started and continued to listen from that moment.
*tested the honesty of people on the street by having me smoke while talking on the phone with Darrell and (unsolicited!) lie for me on the air (by telling D that I wasn't smoking). - one of the few RK stunts to which I go back routinely to listen.
*mingled with country music fans at Fan Fair spreading false rumors about the stars
*threw donuts into passing cars
*tied ugly ties across the Cumberland River
*drove a monster truck
*had people on the street sing song parodies (one time they were all songs from an imagined Hannibal Lector musical)
*was arrested while riding the baggage claim belt at Nashville International Airport.
Here are some pics of some of my adventures.
Halloween morning I was sent to WalMart to find any costumes that they still had in stock that I could wear. The only thing close to my size was a Poison Ivy costume. I stood on the side of Murfreesboro Road w/ a bag of candy begging for drivers-by to give (or throw candy at) me.
One of our loyal listeners owns a bridal shop. She invited me to be a living mannequin. So one morning during the show, I hung out in the window of her store wearing a wedding gown. At the end of the show, she let me keep it. I've worn it a few times since then and still have it sitting in a wardrobe box in storage waiting for me to rescue it.
One year on the anniversary of Elvis's death, I drove (in costume) from Nashville to Memphis to visit Graceland. I called into the show during the trip. Each time I sounded more and more like Elvis. By the time I was at Graceland to do interviews w/ the King fans, I was in full Elvis mode. I must say that I make one of the most awkward looking Elvis impersonators.
One year, for World Vegetarian Day, I dressed up in a cow costume and grilled hot dogs and cheeseburgers. I also was wearing a sign that said "Eat Me." By the time I was kicked out of the mall parking lot, enough listeners had come by to eat up all of the food I brought (the security guard that kicked me out got my last dog). This is me after my return to the station.
The final one for this post is from our trip to D.C. when Clinton was going through the Senate trial after the House impeached him. One of our Congressman friends gave us tours of some of the nether-regions of the Capitol. He took us to the top of the rotunda to look down at the tourists assembled below. Then we went up more stairs to the base of the Statue of Freedom that sits on top of the dome. One of the best views in D.C.... Anyways, this stairwell that goes into the base of the statue had this sign posted. It was the perfect RoadKill picture opportunity. This picture sums up my life as RoadKill...the poor innocent boy doing stupid things and getting caught while doing it.
During the years that I got to be "RoadKill," I:
(incomplete, and in no particular order)
*fished in the Delta inside the Opryland Hotel and was escorted out by security
*went to a nudist colony and played horseshoes naked
*rode my bike the 15ish miles into work one morning (it took the whole 3 hours of the show w/ all the hills)
*walked around Kroger asking people their opinions on Charmin
*quized the students on Vanderbilt's campus
*"vandalized" a yard, later to be revealed to have been our newsman's yard (while he's unknowingly cheering it on the whole time)
*filled condoms at the fountains at Bicentennial Mall
*bobbed for rubber duckies
*went around getting tourists to join me in doing The Chicken Dance
*a few games of "Where's RoadKill"
*got a body make-over with: hairstyle and color, manicure, facial, massage, wine, and waxing
*Converting Listeners - I would approach a car stopped at an intersection downtown and ask what type of music they liked listening to. I would be on the phone w/ the studio and relaying this info to them. If the person liked classic rock, the board op would put on some Led Zeppelin. I would then tell the person that we played that type of music and for them to change their radio to 99.7FM. They would do that, hear the Led Zeppelin and drive off. Hopefully, after Darrell started talking after the song the person would hear what we were doing and get a kick out of it. We received several emails from people that I had converted saying that they started and continued to listen from that moment.
*tested the honesty of people on the street by having me smoke while talking on the phone with Darrell and (unsolicited!) lie for me on the air (by telling D that I wasn't smoking). - one of the few RK stunts to which I go back routinely to listen.
*mingled with country music fans at Fan Fair spreading false rumors about the stars
*threw donuts into passing cars
*tied ugly ties across the Cumberland River
*drove a monster truck
*had people on the street sing song parodies (one time they were all songs from an imagined Hannibal Lector musical)
*was arrested while riding the baggage claim belt at Nashville International Airport.
Here are some pics of some of my adventures.
Halloween morning I was sent to WalMart to find any costumes that they still had in stock that I could wear. The only thing close to my size was a Poison Ivy costume. I stood on the side of Murfreesboro Road w/ a bag of candy begging for drivers-by to give (or throw candy at) me.
One of our loyal listeners owns a bridal shop. She invited me to be a living mannequin. So one morning during the show, I hung out in the window of her store wearing a wedding gown. At the end of the show, she let me keep it. I've worn it a few times since then and still have it sitting in a wardrobe box in storage waiting for me to rescue it.
One year on the anniversary of Elvis's death, I drove (in costume) from Nashville to Memphis to visit Graceland. I called into the show during the trip. Each time I sounded more and more like Elvis. By the time I was at Graceland to do interviews w/ the King fans, I was in full Elvis mode. I must say that I make one of the most awkward looking Elvis impersonators.
One year, for World Vegetarian Day, I dressed up in a cow costume and grilled hot dogs and cheeseburgers. I also was wearing a sign that said "Eat Me." By the time I was kicked out of the mall parking lot, enough listeners had come by to eat up all of the food I brought (the security guard that kicked me out got my last dog). This is me after my return to the station.
The final one for this post is from our trip to D.C. when Clinton was going through the Senate trial after the House impeached him. One of our Congressman friends gave us tours of some of the nether-regions of the Capitol. He took us to the top of the rotunda to look down at the tourists assembled below. Then we went up more stairs to the base of the Statue of Freedom that sits on top of the dome. One of the best views in D.C.... Anyways, this stairwell that goes into the base of the statue had this sign posted. It was the perfect RoadKill picture opportunity. This picture sums up my life as RoadKill...the poor innocent boy doing stupid things and getting caught while doing it.
