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Leave it to those playful Anheuser-Busch distributors to put on a live show, hire me to write and direct, and then add a quartet of Hooters girls. Turns out it really didn’t matter how well I wrote and directed. It’s one of the more spirited portions of the tale I call “The Time I Made Six Figures in Six Seconds.”

So here’s MY Lou Jacobi story.
Among a zillion things in his career Lou performed on an obscure comedy album from the ’60s called “You Don’t Have To Be Jewish” along with Valerie Harper (The Mary Tyler Moore Show; Rhoda), Frank Gallop (“The Ballad of Irving”), and others. I used to play the bits from the album all the time on my show on WTBU (where I met Jon).
One of the bits was called “The Hobby”, about a guy (LJ) who tells his friend that he has a hobby – he collects bees. Every day he gets a gallon jar, fills the jar with bees, screws on the cap, puts the jar on the mantlepiece, and sits and watches his bees. And that’s his hobby. His friend asks “Do you poke holes in the top of the jar so the bees can breath?”. LJ replies “No”. His friend says: “If you don’t poke holes in the top so the bees can breath they will die”. Lou delivers the punch line: “So let ’em die it’s only a hobby”.
30 years later I’m having lunch in a coffee shop in NYC when all of a sudden I see Lou Jacobi coming towards my table near the door. I had to stop him and say something. So I stood up and said “Mr. Jacobi, I’ve been a big fan of yours for many years since college. I used to play the “You Don’t Have To Be Jewish” album on my radio show.”
He paused for just a moment, trying to place this in his life. Then he nodded his head, gave me a big smile, and said: “Oh the bees!”
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During that time in the late 60s, there was a DJ in Boston named Ken Mayor who played comedy records on Sunday nights. The album you mentioned got a lot of airtime. I remember the cut where the young Brooklyn wife calls up her mother crying that the kids and husband are all sick. The woman on the other end says don’t worry, she’ll take the train and three buses to bring her chicken soup and take over. After further comforting words, the wife realizes she called the wrong number. “Does this mean you won’t be coming over?”
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