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Friday, Apr. 22, 2005
Grrr Aloha My Dreams

TGIF and thank God it's payday. Not that I'll have the luxury of spending any money. The whole check has to go toward a vehicle. Whether or not I decide to take the job in Payson, I've got to have transportation. I had hoped to have $1000 or thereabouts in hand as of tomorrow, but I'll be shy of that by a fair margin, no matter what I do.

I shouldn't need a lot of groceries, though I'm the world's worst about grabbing something fast instead of cooking something at home. At least I'm getting better about grabbing HEALTHY stuff. I bought a hot, whole roasted chicken and a veggie tray tonight, stopping at the grocery store to get them. When I don't do that, I generally grab a dinner salad - cobb, caesar, etc. Subway's spinach-chicken salad is wonderful with shredded provolone and a vinagrette, and Wendy's chicken blt is good.

The out-of-the blue message from up north really took me by surprise. I had gotten the message a couple of months back that KMOG had no openings, so I didn't really pursue the issue any further in that direction. Then along came the inquiry Thursday and I still don't know quite what to make of it. I'm not sure what kind of a deal they want, and while I'm not opposed to pulling overtime when it's needed, I'm not going to re-commit to the same kind of grind there that I'm trying to get away from here. (Incidentally, the offer didn't come from KMOG, per se; it came from another station, same ownership.)

At the very least I will be asking for some things in writing: salary, benefits (I really insist either on health insurance or on making enough to AFFORD health insurance) and days off, including an annual paid vacation. And definitely the details of a partnership. They want me to help them build a radio station. I've done that for two people and swore to myself that I would NEVER do it again unless I owned my own station. That's one promise I intend to keep.

It is a BEAR to build a radio station. It requires impossible hours and the ability to clone one's self so one can be two places simultaneously.

There are some all-too-real pragmatic factors, too. I will probably have to either live out of the car or camp out in a back room at the studios for a while. The latter is actually preferable to living in the car, but obviously still not an ideal arrangement. We'll have to discuss the possibility of a signing bonus so I can rent a place instead. I'm not holding my breath, mind you, but hey - gotta give it a shot.

I worked for a station in Phoenix that was atrocious and wouldn't ever have considered something along those lines - but this isn't Phoenix and they came to me, so maybe.

I never heard any more from Wyoming, but considering I haven't had time for a follow-up, I'm not too terribly surprised. I should at least make a phone call to show some interest. I may do that Monday, as tomorrow's a day of doing about a bazillion other things. I've got two weeks left at the station here and tomorrow I need to reformat one day's programming (a fiasco at best,) get our FCC quarterly reports caught up, finish up the weekend logs, reload Windows on the traffic machine, and get all updates and software installed on it.

In my spare time I need to get together news programming and continue training the new kid.

Next week I'm having the new kid do absolutely everything I normally do, gradually tapering off and letting her do it alone. She's sharp enough to pick things up VERY fast. She is even a passable writer. Not Pulitzer material, but not too shabby.

The following week will be billing, which is its own joy.

Then I join the ranks of the unemployed. Hopefully at least I'll be among the unemployed who's got a car to FIND work.

My friend Lisa - the one from Canada - swears I'm a cat, that I'll always land on my feet. I suppose she has a point. I've been something of an alley cat for years - minus the yowling and sexual escapades, for the most part. But dang... I've gotta be running low on spare lives these days.

The one thing I'd really like is the opportunity to travel, even if it's only a week's vacation. That looks pretty darned unlikely, unless I win the lottery; and it's admittedly much simpler to win the lottery if you buy a ticket now and then. The local grapevine conveniently forgot that part when they attributed me with winning.

I suppose it's time to call it a night. Since flying off to the tropics isn't in my immediate forecast, I will have to settle for dreaming of a vacation!

Random haiku (each line is a separate and unrelated verse):

Hidden treasure found      Silver ripples on the lake      Whispering my name.                  Clouds awakening day      Ruffling in the rising sun Red feathers skyward      

Love will come again
Wakes me with a new desire
One deep morning wish

Grand willow dancing
Bowing with the rising winds
Nature's autumn ball

Incidentally, I haven't forgotten about the questions asked here. I had an entry all written out, questions, answers and all - and my computer crashed completely. I hate when that happens.

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 - )