If you watch the video, it's quite hilarious in that he's having what I'm sure in his mind is a witty and brutally exposing verbal back and forth with a collections telemarketer that has called him at his home while he's doing his hobbyist radio show.
To, I guess impress her, on how "important" he is, he notifies her of the fact that she has called him in the midst of his broadcast and is now being beaned out on the airwaves of Central Florida.
A little bit of digging and I found out what should be pretty obvious just from clearly looking at the video. He's definitely a Quirkyman. He has no legitimate radio station or radio announcer job. It's just something he “broadcasts” from his free website. If you happen to stumble upon his free website and click on the link. And he happens to be broadcasting live. So in any given moment are there even a handful of listeners? Especially back in the late 2000s early 2010s? Further investigation proved this guy was essentially unemployed, living in a cheap apartment in Orlando (managed by the same slumlord corporation that my apartments at the time were) and being an overweight gay guy in his forties, it seemed, we had so much in common (although at that time I did have a job).
I kept following this guy for years and, believe it or not, his loner lifestyle actually improved. He got a job doing tech support. Well, probably glorified call center work, but heck, been there done that. Although he had to move in with his mom due to rising rents and lack of income, he eventually met some guy who was pretty stable being a nurse from Texas and they moved in together out there and got married. Oh, did I mention all along that PJ was not only an amateur radio host but he was also big into the Improv “comedy” scene in Central Florida. I say “comedy” with quotes because I watched videos of some of his acts…he’s got no talent. So unlike a lot of Quirkymen, he did have family, friends, and healthy relationships. Heck, things were even looking up as far as his physical health as well in that over the past five years he'd gotten lap band surgery and lost quite a bit of weight pushing back on his diabetes, doing regular exercising, and overall posting on his Facebook page that he was feeling the best yet in years.
And then, suddenly this year, out of the blue, like for others, Here Comes Mr. Cancer. Or at least his kissing cousin Mr. Cirrhosis. Stage-4 non-alcoholic liver disease. Now, I'm not totally sure about the non-alcoholic part. With his lifestyle, you can't tell me he didn't hit the bottle, but that's another story. And we know what happens if you continue to hit the bottle after a lap band surgery…totally not good. Anyway, however he got there, he's there. And yeah, he looks bad, he's definitely dying. The picture above is a snap of him from a quick Facebook video he posted rambling about how he feels they're out to get him at the hospital he's in. Now PJ's been kind of a cunty cunt from the get-go as we can see even in this early video of him being all uppity with the bill collector on the phone but I think that when you go through the mind altering effects of a debilitating disease like end stage cirrhosis and all the toxins it puts into your system, it makes you even more of a cunty cunt with a big dose of paranoid schizophrenic thrown in. Sad really. I don't expect he'll make it to the end of the year.
Oh well, Merry Christmas.