What
the F is a podcast? I'm still not sure exactly what it is, but
basically it is the equivalent of an AM station for an Ipod.
Podcasters record shows with topics including movies, sports, politics, etc.
People download these shows in the form of MP3 and listen to them on their
computer or iPod. Certain websites have a directory of all the
different shows and a program called iPodder allows you to subscribe to the
different shows to automatically download new shows daily or weekly.
If this is too much trouble you can always just go to the individual
websites and download the shows directly. For a better explanation,
check out the Podcast
Guide which basically directs you to other websites to
explain everything. My site will have a variety of Podcasts including
a sports talk show featuring my two friends known as the Catfish and the
Lobo will premiere soon. Other shows are still in the development
stages, but will be broadcast in the near future.
Xtrera.com History Lesson
I found out about podcasting the day before I created this
site. I was reading an article in USA Today while taking the Metro
North train to New York City. I was with my buddies Barton, Dieff,
and Ralph on our way to see the Maury Povich Show. The show was
unbelievable. As we waited in line you could feel the excitement in
the air as people began to flood the lobby. As we waited we all signed
a the most slapass waiver form that none of us bothered to read. I
noticed a few keywords on the liability form
such
as "not responsible for" and "maiming and disfigurement" and "all rights
lost". We waited around for about an hour until this guy who was a
poor man's The Rock with a backwards Kangol hat led us through a metal
detector that I don't think was even plugged in because I forgot to take my
keys out of my pocket. We waited for about 2 hours while they
played a number of contemporary rap hits with the entire audience singing
along. Maury finally came out and called about 15 women on stage.
The next five minutes were probably the most bizarre five minutes of my life
as I found my self cheering on Maury as he danced with 15 women while
Usher's "Yeah!" played over the loudspeaker. Unbelievable. So anyways
the show went on with a lot of stories about men and women cheating on each
other and also the use of paternity tests and lie-detector tests, which
apparently for this show had the technology to not only find out that this
guy was cheating, but was also able to utilizes some sort of algorithm to
calculate that he cheated 25 times. Unbelievable. After the
sixth segment of "The father of our son is your best friend" and an hour of
cheering for the misery of these poor people, I began to think to myself
"Maury Povich is Satan and we are his minions all sentenced to an eternity
in hell for partaking
in this ritual of sin". When all was lost, Maury did a feelgood
segment on a little girl who survived a pitbull attack after her own dog
rescued her. Maury promised her a shopping spree at a toy store and
everyone felt good leaving the show except for this production assistant who
Maury bitched out in front of everyone for taking to long to set up. After
the Maury Show we went to Chinatown to buy some nunchucks, but they didn't
have any so we got these cool hats instead. It also happened to be the
Chinese New Year.
The point of the story is that Maury inspired me to start this website
because if he can put his crap on TV and people will watch it, then I can
put my crap on the internet and people will read and listen to it. So
thank you Maury Povich. By the way if you didn't know, Maury Povich is
married to Connie Chung and also roomed with my friend's dad in college at
Penn. Unbelievable.
and Ralph on our way to see the Maury Povich Show. The show was
unbelievable. As we waited in line you could feel the excitement in
the air as people began to flood the lobby. As we waited we all signed
a the most slapass waiver form that none of us bothered to read. I
noticed a few keywords on the liability form
such
as "not responsible for" and "maiming and disfigurement" and "all rights
lost". We waited around for about an hour until this guy who was a
poor man's The Rock with a backwards Kangol hat led us through a metal
detector that I don't think was even plugged in because I forgot to take my
keys out of my pocket. We waited for about 2 hours while they
played a number of contemporary rap hits with the entire audience singing
along. Maury finally came out and called about 15 women on s
tage.
The next five minutes were probably the most bizarre five minutes of my life
as I found my self cheering on Maury as he danced with 15 women while
Usher's "Yeah!" played over the loudspeaker. Unbelievable. So anyways
the show went on with a lot of stories about men and women cheating on each
other and also the use of paternity tests and lie-detector tests, which
apparently for this show had the technology to not only find out that this
guy was cheating, but was also able to utilizes some sort of algorithm to
calculate that he cheated 25 times. Unbelievable. After the
sixth segment of "The father of our son is your best friend" and an hour of
cheering for the misery of these poor people, I began to think to myself
"Maury Povich is Satan and we are his minions all sentenced to an eternity
in hell for partakin
g
in this ritual of sin". When all was lost, Maury did a feelgood
segment on a little girl who survived a pitbull attack after her own dog
rescued her. Maury promised her a shopping spree at a toy store and
everyone felt good leaving the show except for this production assistant who
Maury bitched out in front of everyone for taking to long to set up. After
the Maury Show we went to Chinatown to buy some nunchucks, but they didn't
have any so we got these cool hats instead. It also happened to be the
Chinese New Year.
The point of the story is that Maury inspired me to start this website
because if he can put his crap on TV and people will watch it, then I can
put my crap on the internet and people will read and listen to it. So
thank you Maury Povich. By the way if you didn't know, Maury Povich is
married to Connie Chung and also roomed with my friend's dad in college at
Penn. Unbelievable.
