All day, Carson would slowly say his good-bye’s and tell everyone that Raddley would be taking over for him once the big LA move went under way. If you live in the LA area, “Raddley” is the name that “DJ Brad” used when he was at KOME. So of course, every listener that thought Carson kicked booty (that obviously includes me) called in to say “waddup” and request a song. So when it came my turn, I told him that he was my fave. . . blah, blah, blah, and that he should play “Mable” by Goldfinger cuz he’s da bomb=) Hehehe, get it?!! Yeah well, he only ended up playing one song, and it was his farewell song which his best friend played right before he left KOME. Yup, his best friend was a DJ at KOME too, before he disappeared into thick air. I have no idea where he is now, but all I gotta say is, he’s a hottie man! I gotta bust out my tape and listen to his last show again. So after I got denied of him playing “Mable,” My bro, sis and I went to the station to catch him before he left. I brought along my camera and the “Kamp KOME” shirt I got like the week before. “Kamp KOME” is the San Fran Bay area equivalent to the “Weenie Roast.” It already had The DJ with No Name’s autoraph on it. Damn, that dude cracks me up cuz when we saw him there, he was wearing this buffalo hat thingy like on the Flinstones and he had this tee with a cartoon face of himself on it! The pic had him with this cute little pot belly givin a full moon on the back. He was hella bustin when I asked him, “Hey No Name, can I touch your ass?” hehe, and after he said “Hehe, YEAH!” I rubbed with tee=) So that explains that auto, then the blue stuff on the part where Carson signed is 4/5ths of 311 who performed there that day, see?
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It was pretty cool cuz absolutely no one was there besides us three, so we just talked to him during commercials and stuff. Bro isn’t all that big a fan of Carson, so to kill some time, he was like, “Hey Carson, can you get the station to give sis a job?” and he points to me, and Carson responds by saying, “Dude, go for it! Send in a tape!” The small chat is pretty much pointless to you, so I’ll just skip that part. But he goes back into his booth to announce some songs and while he’s gone, Raddley comes in with his kick-arse surfer hair and his bad self and of course I asked him to sign my tee. I thought the quote that he put was pretty funny at the time. . .I don’t know about now tho’, but it’s all good. So when Carson came back, I was pretty much done with the , “I think you’re really cool,” and the “You kick-arse" compliments so I asked him if he could sign my tee and added that he NOT put my name on it. That's just not right, I don't think. So if you want to see what he wrote instead, it's right here:
Carson's Autograph
I would put it on this page, but I couldn't find it in my heart to reduce the size like all the other pics, so it's on a separate page in full size. When he handed it back to me, I asked if I could take a pic with him and Raddley, so what is he gonna say, "NO?" So this is what they did, I stood in the middle of them with Carson on the left. (While bro was focusing, I stuck out my wrist and said, "Look Carson, I tried to kill myself when I heard you were leaving!" It was really a cut i got in school from a measuring tool that was in a pretty believable place if I said that. So Carson says, "Aww, put that away, don't do that to yourself." And Raddley says, "Pssshh, you did it the wrong way." Hehehe, he's cool) Carson had his hand over his own face (HaHa) and Raddley had his hands squeezing my face. I'd show the pic. . .but I'm in it so. . .it's just not gonna happen.
