No One’s Listening Show Ep. 25
We reach a milestone: 25 episodes. We go on a little long on weekend talk but come back around with some insight on new Oasis plans, red light cameras, and more.
01:05 – Weekend Talk
09:05 – Frisbee Talk, more Weekend
20:00 – A whole new Oasis is on the drawing board
32:40 – Island House is made for Rat Radio
33:33 – Red Light Cameras: 50% of infractions are by Key residents
38:15 – What the ‘RK’ means on all the Key Rats sports uniforms.
40:20 – No respect for crosswalks
43:25 – Jauregui for mayor
44:05 – Charter High School talk
47:50 – Segafredo coming to the key?
56:50 – Are there too many food trucks on the island?
1:01:15 – Fireworks and Village Manager talk
1:04:00 – Key Biscayne trivia
1:06:35 – Stiltsville’s legal status
Length: 01:11:26s (32.5MB)
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No One’s Listening Show Ep. 24
I teased this show with a rumor about Segafredo coming to the Key, but we never get to talking about it. That will have to wait until next week.
We go a little long as Eddie explains to us the intricacies of the sports programs on the island.
00:45 – Weekend talk
05:25 – The slow death of the Oasis
13:45 – What to do with the entrance to the Key (Carreta, Stefanos)
16:35 – The investigation into the Fire Dept.
20:20 – Police have your lost bike
22:45 – Dock Talk
29:00 – Random Caller
30:25 – Village Manager Selection
32:50 – Vice Mayor divides council
40:50 – New Landscaping on the Key
44:45 – Art in Public
47:10 – Christmas Trees for sale
48:10 – Eddie joins us to give a Key Rats football wrap-up
1:01:30 – Sports bureaucracy on the Key
Length: 01:13:51s (33.8MB)
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In honor of the Easter holiday, I thought we’d take this time to reaffirm our beliefs as Key Rats. Please, read and speak aloud:
“We believe in one Key, the Island, the Village, maker of condos and houses, of all that is rich and less rich. We believe in one Home, Key Biscayne, the only important Key, eternally begotten of Key Rats, Key from Key, Isle from Isle, true Key from true Key, elitist, not inclusive, one in being with its Rats. Through It all things were made…better. For us Rats and our salvation It has really high property tax, limited space, and a ten-mile toll road separating it from mainland trash: by the power of the Rats, It was born of the county, and became Village. For our sins It was given its own overly-funded police department; we were tailgated, pulled over, and ticketed for no reason. On another day we were followed out of 7-11 and our licenses and registrations were checked—again, for no reason: we are still Rats, still hard, and still live on the Key. Even if we move, we will come again in glory to buy condos and/or houses, and the Ratdom will have no end. We believe in boating, the Ski Hole, and Regattas on the sandbar by Nixon’s house. Our friend with the boat: he is worshiped and glorified (and, mostly likely, used). He doesn’t really care as long as you bring girls and/or alcohol. We believe in Sir Pizza, crustless, square-chopped, and possibly dipped in Ranch. We acknowledge one option for going out during the week: Greenstreet. We look for the promotion of clubs, and the free bottles that are to come. Amen.”
Happy Easter, My Fellow Rats. Don’t worry, Jesus would have wanted it this way.
P.S. I’m going to hell for sure.
P.P.S. But, I’m going to talk to Barry about opening a Sir Pizza franchise there. I’m gonna be riiiiiich!