wkrp in cincinatti
a show i watched a lot when i was younger. probably as a re-run directly following afternoon cartoons. i don't remember much about the show (blonde hair, big bosoms, cool shades the most prominent). but i do remember the immense satisfaction i felt with the fact that my initials were the exact same as the radio station's, minus the "w." in fact, it was even a source of pride for 8-year-old me. anytime the show came up in conversation, (which my memories lead me to believe happened fairly frequently. although thinking about that now, it seems just weird for 8 year olds to be discussing that show ever) i was always very quick to point out the fact that my initials were KRP. i mean, i practically was that radio station. it must have been impressive because i was really proud of that for a long time.
and even still, there remains a strange little flutter of something, some tiny little residual surge of that pride, whenever i am reminded of the show. of course, i'm only reminded of it about once every six years (a fact i consider a good reflection on my life). but last night chip flew to cincinatti for work. naturally, i had my weird 8 year-old pride and the little theme song and jingle running through my head all yesterday afternoon. today i'll be making up different words to the song and trying to get the girls to sing along. by tuesday, eve will be telling me she doesn't like that song anymore. i'll agree, but won't be able to stop myself from singing it over and over and over until chip finally gets home. at that point i'll be completely disgusted by it and ready for the burial. . . but deep down inside that little bit of pride will swell as i lay the song to rest. and maybe in six years when eve is 9 and ruthie almost 8, (the perfect ages, if my memories aren't completely fabricated) i'll tell eve and ruth all about my ridiculous and secret glory, that i was once KRP. just like the pretend radio station in a tv sitcom that aired 30+ years earlier. then they'll know how cool i really am.
Monday, August 27, 2007 at 07:08AM
Reader Comments (5)
you're so hilarious. i love to read about your odd thoughts. ;-)
I never knew you had such notions. SO funny, I want to hear your words to the wkrp song!
Uncle Bryce, Aunt Cheryl, Mary and her new hubbie, Scott Darnell, are headed to Cincinnati tomorrow for their reception with Scott's family and to see the big River Fest the city does over Labor Day. Looks like a big weekend in Cinci for our family!
I have clear memories of your glory days as "KRP" and I think you are right about the girls getting it when they are older, 9 yr old Ethan LOVES that kind of thing. Bryce's initials are BPJ, which OBVIOSLY is "PBJ" mixed up, AWESOME.
"PBJ" stands for Peanut Butter & Jelly, that's common knowledge right? I lose track of which words and acronyms I've made up and which are generally accepted in public.