WOXY.com is this absolutely bodaciously scathingly scandulously out-and-out fucking AWESOME Internet radio station. Me being the aging hipster chick that I am, I'm digging the WOXY Vintage playlist -- but the "regular" playlist is damned good, too.

Any station that plays Tom Waits, Ministry, Hoodo Gurus, the Smiths, Galaxie 500, and Paul Weller all in the past half hour gets my vote for goodness.

Running late. Agree to meet friends at restaurant. Fly out of work, jet five blocks up to DHL dropoff. Drop off overnight package, decide to grab cab, as am hot and sweaty. Don't want to arrive at restaurant hot and sweaty! Finally find cab. Pull up to block of restaurant. Don't recognize restaurant. Get out anyway. Walk to where restaurant...used to be...and now, clearly, isn't.

!!!

Spend next fifteen minutes searching for working payphone to find missing friends. Arrive at new restaurant, hot and sweaty, looking like what cat dragged in. So much for cab vs. sweat expenditure. Greet friends while simultaneously reaching for napkin to mop brow.

:(

Breaking radio silence with an important announcement: I'm totally 'whelmed. In the works is a sequel to the infamouse Patrick Swayze flick, "Roadhouse" -- Roadhouse II. Mike Nelson (of Mystery Science Theater 3000) cites the original as one of the "best worst movies of all time."

I'm totally going to need to see this one. Heeelllppp...