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Thursday, August 30, 2018
One year ago, Phil describes the events of Saturday night August 26-Sunday morning August 27, 2017, when he was dispatched by ambulance to get his head sewed up. Oh yeah.
The BSP Classic Hour is from October 2001. Pacifist Dean Wheeler (from the Northern California Rejuvenance Conference) is upset over the recent influx of public prayer. His solution is Audial Interference: covering his ears with his shoulders, holding his hands up in the air, and saying “AHHHH LAAAA AHHHAAHAA” whenever he hears anyone praying.
Episode 1235 of The New Phil Hendrie Podcast
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10 minutes and 12 seconds into the classic rerun Phil Hendrie says… He’s an idiot… An American idiot… This was several years before the Green Day song American idiot Phil was syndicated back then maybe they caught that title somehow who knows whatever … Maybe somebody can tell Phil about this
I know hindsight is 20/20, but hearing Phil talk on the classic hour about how we were going to have to give up stuff (rationing, etc.) in the wake of 9/11 is interesting.
It seems to me that this “sleep paralysis” is in the same family but at the other end of spectrum of “sleep walking”. In both instances the person afflicted is asleep but the mind of the individual is controlling the experience. This would answer how Phil saw the walls of the room change color and even someone lurking in the corner. The key remedy I feel would be to force the individual to regain full consciousness before they could do harm to themselves by installing some type of barrier on the side of the bed and basically reducing the whole event to a bad dream
Poor thing. Seeing your pic looks like you lost a fight 😥
comments about Pat Robertson….we’re basically living it right now
I, unfortunately, can sympathize and empathize with Mr. Hendrie regarding sleep paralysis. For me, it’s a terrifying sensation of being metaphorically buried six feet deep and wanting to claw oneself out and get oxygen. I got prescribed Ambien, but I almost burned the house down while fugue state cooking a meal that would satiate Patton’s third army. And then there’s the screaming; god bless my wife for putting up with that fun stuff, haha….