What should I be for Halloween?
Oct 8th
So I’m having a really tough time figuring out what I should be for Halloween. I’ve narrowed it down to a couple of choices but I can’t pick ONE.
I need your help!
Here are the finalist…
I’m looking for something that I could have for a long time and could wear for multiple, future Halloweens. And of course, I’m using BuyCostumes.com. You can save 12% if you use promo code “bcworsepod” at checkout!
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Another thing to keep in mind is that maybe I shouldn’t even bother getting a costume this year and get this awesome one for my girl.
You can give your feedback in the comment sections of this post! And don’t forget to check out All of TheAlexShow’s Great Deals at Mevio.
WTF is PoppyCock?
Sep 21st
Go ahead call me an infant, but this was just about the funniest thing I’ve seen in weeks! In all my life, I never heard of this snack. A couple things to notice on this packaging…
- 100% Natural…haha
- And my favorite quote (that is kind of blurred by the lights) “Its our amazing glaze.”
So I dare any man out there, the next time you offer a snack to a girl say;
“Would like some PoppyCock? It’s 100% Natural and mine is the best you’ll ever have because of the amazing glaze on top.”
And see if you don’t get smacked in the head!
Weekend at Bernie’s (at Yankee Stadium)! Featuring Jack Nicholson, Lorne Michaels, musical guest Paul McCartney
Aug 27th
The next time someone is near Saturday Night Live creator, Lorne Michaels, do me a favor and nudge him. Put a mirror under his nose to check his breathing, touch his skin and tell me if it is cold. Because he did not look alive as he sat in between movie legend Jack Nicholson and former Beatle and musical legend Paul McCartney at the Yankees 9-2 victory over the Texas Rangers in New York on Wednesday.
Look at the picture above. I don’t know exactly when it was taken but obviously something exciting was happening and there Lorne Michaels sits, sunglasses on and expressionless. The whole game was like a scene out of Weekend at Bernies. Michaels only moved when McCartney and Nicholson did so first. Like during the 7th inning stretch, all three stood up for the singing of “God Bless America.” But it looked as if Michaels was on strings struggling to stay upright and only moved in unison with the other two.
I know celebrities try to always act cool, but when McCartney is dancing in between innings and Jack is going wild for the action, it might be time to loosen up a little Lorne. Its OK to clap for a play, I promise we’ll still think you’re cool!
On a side note, most of you probably noticed McCartney’s girlfriend, Nancy Shevell, She is a 47 year-old New York heiress. A great cougar catch for McCartney. Once a Beatle, forever the women. And you can see why people spend their lives trying to become famous musician, the perks are endless!
Who is Alex?
Jul 16th
I would say that 99.9% of the people who come to TheAlexShow.com or reading “The Beat It” blog have NO idea who I am…so let me tell you.
I was born Alexander Stanley Balcerski Jr, shortly after midnight on August 19th, 1981. I was born four weeks pre-mature because, as my mother put it, “that Phil Rizzuto was so annoying (who was announcing a Yankees baseball game) he sent me into labor.”
I grew up in the same house my entire life in Linwood, a small shore town in Southern New Jersey. Most of my childhood I spent playing baseball, basketball, and soccer during the school year and working construction with my father in the summer. When I was five I got a really rare disease called Guillain-Barre, I survived.
I attended college at the University of Richmond (in Virginia), which is where I started my broadcasting career.
What started out as a professional wrestling radio show, “The Big Show” turned into one of the most listened to shows on WDCE. Which isn’t all that impressive since most people at the school had no idea that there was even a radio station.
After graduation, I landed my first job at modern rock station WJSE-FM in Atlantic City. I started out as the board operator for The Howard Stern Show, basically pushing buttons and occasionally squeaking out the weather and sports. It was there that I met the afternoon DJ, Scott Reilly, who originally turned me down for my job. After becoming friends and putting together some comedy bits, I joined Scotty as the co-host of what eventually became know as The Scotty and Alex Show (www.scottyandalex.com).
Within a year, we became the number one afternoon show in Atlantic City. The success helped us be named the successor to Howard Stern on WJSE in January 2006. Our run in mornings only lasted ten months as we were picked up by the legendary WYSP in Philadelphia to host nights on the newly deemed, FREE FM.
The show enjoyed success in Philadelphia, even releasing a compilation CD of parody songs and bits titled “Suck My Bit.” However in September of 2007 WYSP changed formats, and The Scotty and Alex Show was let go.
As the radio industry has changed so have I! This is why I developed TheAlexShow.com with a live weekly internet show on Friday nights, The Beat It Blog, the video series “It Could Be Worse…”, forums, and much more!
Take some time to check out the podcasts, watch some videos, read some blogs, and hanging out in the forums with other fans of TheAlexShow.com.
YouTube Related Videos?
May 14th
I was reading an article on Larry Holmes and was sent to this link. When I saw the related videos…something seemed out of place
Do You Like To Fly Kites?
Apr 29th
Yes, this was an actual question that was posed to me over the weekend. I wasn’t in a park or around people who were flying kites, I was in a bar!
Why was I asked this question? I have no idea!
Kites are FUN!
Sunday, April 26th, 2009 will go down as one of the nicest days of the year in beautiful Rhode Island. A surprisingly warm 80-85 degree day with low humidity and no wind. I was suppose to work a half day at my mall job but was told not to come in. Management felt that since it was the first “nice” day of the year, we didn’t need the normal staffing that a Sunday would require.
My girlfriend and I decided to take this opportunity to go out and enjoy the day. We packed a small cooler and headed to Jamestown, Rhode Island. Jamestown has a little spot called Beavertail (insert Butthead laugh) with a picturesque lighthouse and huge rocks on the ocean. We sat on the rocks, took some pictures, and had a nice picnic style lunch.
After an hour, we got the drinking itch and decided to transplant ourselves to a local restaurant that was near the water. The restaurant was an older establishment that was actually brought over in pieces from England and was put back together at this location. There’re famous for their Sunday brunch that we were unfortunately late for, but some empty seats at a cozy bar called our names. We sat down asking the bartender, who was a ten-year veteran of the restaurant, for a menu of their speciality drinks. This guy was a pro. He was able to size up my girlfriend and made a suggestion that opened her eyes in excitement, a fruity mimosa.
As the bartender engaged in small talk, I found myself captivated by the ending of Game 4 of the Bull/Celtics. During commerical breaks, for whatever reason, the bartender insisted on bringing up topics to discuss. First it was the history of the restaurant, than it was the famous people he had served, and then he said it…
“Do you like to fly kites?”
I don’t think I’ve ever been asked that question EVER! I was completely blind sided. I turned to my girlfriend with a puzzled look but instantly recognized that she had that same bewilderment that I had.
I kind of mouthed the words “What the fuck.” Together we both looked back at the bartender but no one said a word. Was this a trick question? Was this a way to test my intelligence? Was I being set up for a joke? Is this new swinger slang? All of these thoughts went through my head, as I tried to figure out what this forty year-old bartender was trying to accomplish with this questions.
In what seemed like an hour of silence, but in reality was probably about 2 seconds, I mumbled an incoherent word. I honestly couldn’t tell you what I was trying to say but I did make an audible noise. The bartender then begins a story about his friend who decided to leave a kite flying overnight and when he returned the next morning found the kite still in the air.
I still have no idea the point to his story. I think he might have been suggesting something for us to do or trying to impress us with stories of his crazy friends. Either way it was odd!
We left a few minutes after that, asking each other what was up with the bartender.
So if you had to take away a moral to this story; “If you don’t have anything good to say, don’t say it at all….or you can beat it!”
Beat it…Sloppy Baby Kisses!
Mar 11th
I rarely find myself feeling uncomfortable.
I’m not talking about the feeling you get when you’re in a room with a bunch of people that you don’t know. I’m not talking about trying to find something to do with your hands, when you are in a situation that is unfamiliar to you. My uncomfortable level is a mix of nausea and shock, disgust and contempt, confusion and anger all rolled into one.
It started with a simple conversation with a parent who was holding his child. The kid was adorable. He was somewhere in the 2-4 age bracket and had dull red hair. The father seemed normal enough and gave off the typical young father vibe, sleep deprived and disheveled.
Within the first few sentences the father was half-listening, as he was distracted by his child trying to grab everything in sight. Actually, it was an endearing scene… it reminded me of one of my nephews.
But then it got uncomfortable real fast!
In an effort to better focus on our conversation, the father picked up the young child and held him in his arms while resting on his hip. After the father would speak, he moved his head around and place a kiss on the child’s cheek. I didn’t notice anything odd at first as I was busy formulating responses, but as the frequency of the kisses increased I couldn’t help but become totally focused on these kisses.
They were not normal parent-to-child kisses. This was not a simple lip to cheek embrace. These were not even extended kisses that typically last 3-4 seconds…These were big, wet, sloppy kisses. The type of kisses that are normally practiced by middle schoolers, who wag their tongues and push their lips against one another without any sensualism. But this father was breaking a cardinal kissing rule between family members. Never let your inner lip touch a family member.
With extended family members, I’ve run the gamut of family kisses; the kiss on the cheek, the kiss on the lips, and the “air kiss.” BUT NEVER have I rolled my lips apart and given any family member the wetness of my inner lips.
If I’m lucky, I’ll have the good fortunate of someday raising my own child. I will love them with plenty of hugs and kisses but they will never get my inner lips, because it’s just wrong!
PS – The man wiped a long stream of snot from the child’s face at one point and then insisted on shaking my hand when he left…gross!
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