Sunday, February 22, 2009

killer found in chandra levy case - about time

So 8 years after Chandra Levy went missing, police in Washington D.C. finally think they have the guy who killed her. And, no, it's not Gary Condit. Although, admit it, even YOU thought that he either had someone put a hit out on her or perhaps did it himself, to keep Levy quiet from spreading news of their affair.

Nope. Nothing of the sort.

The suspected killer is Ingmar Guandique, a now 27-year-old Salvadoran immigrant who was in jail for attacking 2 women in the same park in 2002.

Okay, so the guy attacks 2 women in the same park a year after Chandra is missing. Around the same time a jogger stumbles upon bones and a skull that are Levy's. Police at that time DON'T question Guandique about the Levy case, but instead brush it under the rug?? All the while Condit has sat guilty as can be, losing his political career? Not fair.

From the AP story cited below:

"One of his victims in the park attacks, Halle Shilling, told The Washington Post that new prosecutors and detectives apologized to her because prior investigators had never interviewed her in the Levy case.

"They said they were so sorry it took so long to talk to me," Shilling said. "They really want to get to the bottom of this, and they are not going to sleep well until they get a conviction.""

So let me get this straight. A girl gets attacked in the SAME PARK where Chandra Levy was last seen jogging and no one interviews her about the Levy Case? Even AFTER Levy's remains were found? Then the cops give the "sorry it took so long to talk to me" line. This is police work at its WORST. This was NOT a cold case. Not even lukewarm.

Condit deserves ONE BIG, GIANT, WET APOLOGY. Affairs and infidelity aside, a man does NOT deserve to be seen as a murderer when police had the right guy under their noses all along.

I'll start: Mr. Condit, I am very sorry that all these years I had you pegged as Chandra's killer. Shame on me.


Okay, now it's your turn.


Read the full story here.


Friday, February 20, 2009

farewell, klsx!

Today at 5:00 PM PT, LA's FM Talk station KLSX will be flipping over to a new music format.

http://www.ocregister.com/articles/cbs-radio-amp-2311999-jack-format

Am I surprised? No, not really. Am I sad? Yeah. I'm a bit nostalgic when it comes to that station. After all, it's where I met my husband. And - in turn - most of the friends who are in my life today. Without that job, my life would be a lot different than it is now. And for that I am grateful.


Twelve years ago I had a show on KLSX with a co-host named J.D. It was my first talk radio job in Los Angeles (I was previously with Mitch Albom in Detroit), and it was an exciting time for me. I had just moved to LA and was knocking around to a lot of auditions, comedy open mics, and hosting gigs at the Ice House - while temping by day - to try to make ends meet until my big "break" arrived.

I won't get into all of the minutiae here, but our show was cancelled when the station was sold to CBS and Tom Leykis came aboard. I rode out my contract overnights in the 1am to 3am slot (LOVED IT!) and got my first taste of what it was like to lose a job in radio. I was heartbroken. I especially loved my overnight gig. It was quiet, no one else around, and I had this great cast of characters who listened to my show each night. Perhaps my favorite part of coming to work each night was my board op, "James The Engineer." He was the Yang to my Yin. The Type B to my Type A. His voice was as deep as they come, and he LOVED to play funk music. We jammed every night and truly loved what we were doing.

After the station changed programming hands, I never quite got into it. It became a misogynistic gathering place for every gross guy in town. Titty humor. Fart jokes. And rarely a stitch of what I'd call thought-provoking radio. I always felt that they could have found a happy medium between AM Talk Radio and the brand of talk they were peddling. There is a middle ground for hip and smart people who just want to get a little news with a little humor every day. But they never quite mastered that. I'm not saying that's why it failed. But it obviously wasn't drawing the numbers it should have been drawing and I blame that on the "Tom Leykis" mentality and those who promoted it. They needed to take a lesson from people like John & Ken on KFI. Masters of talk. They are the perfect example of a show that can "do" talk radio without being stiff, conservative and stodgy. They rile up the masses better than anyone. I am truly a fan.


All of that aside, as I listened to the Adam Carolla show this morning, I got a bit sad. KLSX was where I started out here in LA. And it's yet another chapter closed. Will I be listening to "Amp Radio?" Most likely not. I'm a Jack, KLOS and KFI fan myself. But I wish it luck in this rocky land of radio in 2009.

And to Howard Stern I say "THANK YOU!" For if it wasn't for your movie premiere back in 1997 - and J.D. and I introducing Slash's Blues Ball - I wouldn't be Lisa Goich-Andreadis today.


Farewell.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

breast photos!

(now that I've got your attention!)

I - like most women living in the United States - have issues with my breasts. We're innundated with photos (especially here in LA) of perfectly symmetrical, full, perky, picture-perfect boobies on a daily basis. You can't help but compare yours to these and feel slightly inferior that yours don't measure up (no pun intended). Teenage girls are getting breast implants before they even turn 18 because they think that their breasts aren't perfect enough. Or at least as perfect as Lindsey Lohan's looked in that New Yorker / Marilyn Monroe shoot. Or Paris Hilton's in her infamous sex tape.


It's been awhile since I've been in a locker room or seen any breasts that weren't mine. So at my age I've had nothing to compare mine to. Except these ubiquitous pictures that leave me with one foot in Victoria's Secret and one foot on the doorstep of Dr. Rey.

Anyway, last night after seeing a nude photo of Naomi Watts on Perez Hilton - I was astounded at how great she looked. She had a baby in December, had a little pooch on her belly - but over all, she looked amazing. And her breasts were PERFECT. Many of these pre-pubescent losers on the message boards commented about how "gross" she looked, how her c-section scars were showing, how her belly was bloated, how her boobs were ugly. I, on the other hand, thought, "Geez, I've never even HAD a baby, and I look worse than this!" So I started searching for boobs. Don't ask me why, I just started thinking that perhaps I needed to spruce mine up or - at the very least - buy a push-up bra!

I ended up stumbling upon this website that all of you ladies (and men!) might want to take a look at. Real women, real breasts, real post-pregnancy bellies, real butts and thighs. Of course, in the back of my mind I am saying, "Oh, these photos must be the unattractive 1% of the world who CERTAINLY aren't the women who I come in contact with every day!" But maybe not. Maybe I'm normal after all. And all the photos that make it into the media - and all of the celebrities who parade themselves on the nude beaches of San Tropez - are NOT the norm.

http://www.007b.com/breast_gallery.php

You be the judge. But while you're at it, don't judge YOURSELF too harshly. You might be more normal than you think.