Radiogurl a la Carte

Friday, Mar. 31, 2006
Over and OUT

Could anybody loan me a caffeine drip for the day?

No?

Darn.

Fridays are normally my short days, the days when I can finish things up quickly and go home to veg out. Not so today. I had my short day at the studios, sure enough. Got out of here around 1:30-ish. Only then we had an appointment at the college at 3 about the TV deal. And I had to be back here at 5 to handle a live remote until 7.

Urg.

I was supposed to work tomorrow - but between the fact that 1) my voice has been fading progressively through the abnormally-long day and 2) that wasn't the deal my boss originally approved, I begged off and will NOT have to come traipsing back tomorrow after all. So I only have to keep it going for another few minutes tonight, in [thank GOD] short snippets. Sometimes the best part of doing an interview is letting somebody else run off at the mouth!

In in interim I'm downing gallons of hot tea and pretending it's not making my voice worse to talk to everyone and their brother who comes through the studios right now.

I'm down to less than ten minutes tonight; we decided all things considered, we're going straight from here to the art show so we don't have to come back into town tomorrow. That way, too, MC can have a glass of wine and some hor'deurves and then go home and relax. As it turned out, he's had as long a day as I have, thanks to a major computer crash. (And this time, I didn't have to fix it, thank goodness.) He's still got several more hours of work ahead of him, in fact, though doubtful it will be done before tomorrow at earliest.

Well, time for me to sign off for the night. One more remote broadcast to intro and I'm outta here, baybee!!!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )