DJDAN PODCAST JUNE 30th
Announcer: Coming to you live, from the fire in your belly...
Chorus: DJ-DAAAAAN!
Announcer: You're listening to DJ Dan, shutting down the man
DJ Dan: And I'm here talking to Russ...
R: Russell!
DJD: Yeah, yeah, Russell Andrews—
R: who's—
DJD: Who, uh—
R: —Who's here to tell you—
DJD: Russell...
R: —that we are in a lot of trouble and most of us don't realize it!
DJD: Russell.
R: We have an ecosystem that—
DJD: I'm trying to be polite here, RUSSELL.
R: Huh.
DJD: Tell us, what is your job?
R: Okay, I've already explained, I'm a mathematical forcaster, and—
DJD: Now, now, hold it right there, just hold. My listeners hear "Mathematical Forcaster" and [snaps his fingers] they're disconnected. Now Russ, tell me, what does a Mathematical Forcaster do?
R: Okay, basically I use algorithms to forcast systematic—
DJD: EEEH! You use math to predict the future! But Russ, nobody can predict the future.
R: Not true.
DJD: I repeat, nobody!
R: That's not true!
DJD: I don't care who you are. What you do. Who you pray to. What kind of computer power you're packing. What kind of degrees you're holding. What kind of tarot cards and star charts and tea leaves and coffee grounds and pig's blood and moon runes you—you'd never ever predict what is coming out of my mouth right now. Gimme—give it a shot, come on, try, try, try—
R: Uh....
DJD: SIX backward church dummies, you know, Madagascar? Huh?
R: So, so, so what?
DJD: So I just proved my point.
R: Look, DJ Dan, if what I'm saying is so far off the mark, tell me, why would the UN hire Enzo Valenzetti in 1963 to apply the laws of statistical probility to predict the future... of, of mankind?
DJD: Enzo Venza.. whata whata?
R: En—Enzo Valenzetti. He was the greatest mind in mathematical history.
DJD: Then—then how come I ain't heard of him?
R: Because he died before his prime. He was piloting a plane from Naples to Paris, and it just... disappeared. He—he was killed, KILLED, DJ Dan, uh, to hide the truth.
DJD: And what truth might that be?
R: Uh, okay, after the Cuban Missle Crisis, the UN decided to apply my field, uh to the problems of humanity. They hired this present (sp?) grad student, Valenzetti, to come up with an equation, that would help look into the future—
DJD: Alright, alright, alright, alright, Rusty—
R: —of mankind. Russell.
DJD: Rusty, Rusty, Rusty, uh, what did this equation say?
R: Well, nobody knows. It was an oral presentation to the UN, and then, then the whole thing's been suppressed. And he developed it on his own in seclusion.
DJD: Then how do you know this Valenzetti Equation even exists?
R: Because a book was written about it. I've been trying to get my hands on it for years, but it's out of print, and somebody just bought the original publisher.
DJD: Yeah, sounds like a real conspiracy theory, Rusty. And who, pray tell bought the publishing company?
R: The Hanso Foundati—
DJD: SHUTDOWN!! Very clever, Russ, very clever, but I've seen enough parlor tricks in my day to know when I'm being had. Next caller!
P: Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to shut down your callers, DJ Dan.
P: Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to shut down your callers, DJ Dan.
DJD: Oooh, a fiesty one. You, uh sound way too hot to be one of my ConspiraSpies, so who'm I talking to here?
P: Here's what I know. Remember your Vik Institute show?
DJD: Mm-hm.
P: Mental hospital run by the Hanso Foundation full of number-crunching savants in the mysterious third basement?
DJD: Yeah, yeah.
P: I know for a fact it's full of mathemeticians. And those savants? They're running an equation over and over. It's just like what you said. Mittlewerk doesn't want a data trail.
DJD: So, uh, so, so what. So you think they're running this, uh... Valentiki equation?
P: Guess you aren't as smart as you look.
DJD: Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh. If I wasn't married I'd take you to the puerto rican beach where I grew up and marry you on the SPOT.
P: [sarcastically] Too bad you're married.
DJD: HERE IS WHERE THE SPANISH IS...LOOK BELOW FOR TRANSLATION
P: You want to know what I'm wearing?
DJD: Oooh.
P: Something cute. Too bad the Hanso Foundation wants me dead. You'll never get to see.
DJD: Waiiit a minute, who is this really?
Persephone: Persephone.
DJD: Wha—Persephone? Tany—Quic—Perseph—Tanya, quick! Trace the call, trace the call right now, trace it, c'mon!
Tanya: Trace it?
DJD: Go-just-get-go—
Tanya: [sarcastic] With my pencil?
DJD: Jus—aww. [sigh] DJ Dan, more in love than ever before.
Announcer: You're listening to DJ Dan, shutting down the man.
harcar2001 said...
pues, eeeh, quiza me puedes coger la corriente y.... uuuh decir me lo que estas, uuuuh lo que tienes puesto, por favor?
translation: well, eeeh, maybe you can go along with me and... uhhh tell me what you're, uuuuh what you're wearing, please?
"go along with me" isn't exactly what it would be in english but it's the best i can come up with so far.
sarashaila said...
QUOTE: pues, eeeh, quiza me puedes coger la corriente y.... uuuh decir me lo que estas, uuuuh lo que tienes puesto, por favor?
translation: well, eeeh, maybe you can go along with me and... uhhh tell me what you're, uuuuh what you're wearing, please?
"go along with me" isn't exactly what it would be in english but it's the best i can come up with so far.
Hello, I'm spanish. Go along with me means: Sigueme la corriente. It is a sentence like humour me. It looks like he is seduction sb.
Chorus: DJ-DAAAAAN!
Announcer: You're listening to DJ Dan, shutting down the man
DJ Dan: And I'm here talking to Russ...
R: Russell!
DJD: Yeah, yeah, Russell Andrews—
R: who's—
DJD: Who, uh—
R: —Who's here to tell you—
DJD: Russell...
R: —that we are in a lot of trouble and most of us don't realize it!
DJD: Russell.
R: We have an ecosystem that—
DJD: I'm trying to be polite here, RUSSELL.
R: Huh.
DJD: Tell us, what is your job?
R: Okay, I've already explained, I'm a mathematical forcaster, and—
DJD: Now, now, hold it right there, just hold. My listeners hear "Mathematical Forcaster" and [snaps his fingers] they're disconnected. Now Russ, tell me, what does a Mathematical Forcaster do?
R: Okay, basically I use algorithms to forcast systematic—
DJD: EEEH! You use math to predict the future! But Russ, nobody can predict the future.
R: Not true.
DJD: I repeat, nobody!
R: That's not true!
DJD: I don't care who you are. What you do. Who you pray to. What kind of computer power you're packing. What kind of degrees you're holding. What kind of tarot cards and star charts and tea leaves and coffee grounds and pig's blood and moon runes you—you'd never ever predict what is coming out of my mouth right now. Gimme—give it a shot, come on, try, try, try—
R: Uh....
DJD: SIX backward church dummies, you know, Madagascar? Huh?
R: So, so, so what?
DJD: So I just proved my point.
R: Look, DJ Dan, if what I'm saying is so far off the mark, tell me, why would the UN hire Enzo Valenzetti in 1963 to apply the laws of statistical probility to predict the future... of, of mankind?
DJD: Enzo Venza.. whata whata?
R: En—Enzo Valenzetti. He was the greatest mind in mathematical history.
DJD: Then—then how come I ain't heard of him?
R: Because he died before his prime. He was piloting a plane from Naples to Paris, and it just... disappeared. He—he was killed, KILLED, DJ Dan, uh, to hide the truth.
DJD: And what truth might that be?
R: Uh, okay, after the Cuban Missle Crisis, the UN decided to apply my field, uh to the problems of humanity. They hired this present (sp?) grad student, Valenzetti, to come up with an equation, that would help look into the future—
DJD: Alright, alright, alright, alright, Rusty—
R: —of mankind. Russell.
DJD: Rusty, Rusty, Rusty, uh, what did this equation say?
R: Well, nobody knows. It was an oral presentation to the UN, and then, then the whole thing's been suppressed. And he developed it on his own in seclusion.
DJD: Then how do you know this Valenzetti Equation even exists?
R: Because a book was written about it. I've been trying to get my hands on it for years, but it's out of print, and somebody just bought the original publisher.
DJD: Yeah, sounds like a real conspiracy theory, Rusty. And who, pray tell bought the publishing company?
R: The Hanso Foundati—
DJD: SHUTDOWN!! Very clever, Russ, very clever, but I've seen enough parlor tricks in my day to know when I'm being had. Next caller!
P: Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to shut down your callers, DJ Dan.
P: Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to shut down your callers, DJ Dan.
DJD: Oooh, a fiesty one. You, uh sound way too hot to be one of my ConspiraSpies, so who'm I talking to here?
P: Here's what I know. Remember your Vik Institute show?
DJD: Mm-hm.
P: Mental hospital run by the Hanso Foundation full of number-crunching savants in the mysterious third basement?
DJD: Yeah, yeah.
P: I know for a fact it's full of mathemeticians. And those savants? They're running an equation over and over. It's just like what you said. Mittlewerk doesn't want a data trail.
DJD: So, uh, so, so what. So you think they're running this, uh... Valentiki equation?
P: Guess you aren't as smart as you look.
DJD: Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh. If I wasn't married I'd take you to the puerto rican beach where I grew up and marry you on the SPOT.
P: [sarcastically] Too bad you're married.
DJD: HERE IS WHERE THE SPANISH IS...LOOK BELOW FOR TRANSLATION
P: You want to know what I'm wearing?
DJD: Oooh.
P: Something cute. Too bad the Hanso Foundation wants me dead. You'll never get to see.
DJD: Waiiit a minute, who is this really?
Persephone: Persephone.
DJD: Wha—Persephone? Tany—Quic—Perseph—Tanya, quick! Trace the call, trace the call right now, trace it, c'mon!
Tanya: Trace it?
DJD: Go-just-get-go—
Tanya: [sarcastic] With my pencil?
DJD: Jus—aww. [sigh] DJ Dan, more in love than ever before.
Announcer: You're listening to DJ Dan, shutting down the man.
harcar2001 said...
pues, eeeh, quiza me puedes coger la corriente y.... uuuh decir me lo que estas, uuuuh lo que tienes puesto, por favor?
translation: well, eeeh, maybe you can go along with me and... uhhh tell me what you're, uuuuh what you're wearing, please?
"go along with me" isn't exactly what it would be in english but it's the best i can come up with so far.
sarashaila said...
QUOTE: pues, eeeh, quiza me puedes coger la corriente y.... uuuh decir me lo que estas, uuuuh lo que tienes puesto, por favor?
translation: well, eeeh, maybe you can go along with me and... uhhh tell me what you're, uuuuh what you're wearing, please?
"go along with me" isn't exactly what it would be in english but it's the best i can come up with so far.
Hello, I'm spanish. Go along with me means: Sigueme la corriente. It is a sentence like humour me. It looks like he is seduction sb.
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