Sunday, Jun. 26, 2005
More Fish In The Forest
I swear, this weekend takes the record for both the shortest and the longest on record.
How can it be both, you ask?
Well, the date was the LONGEST, creak-worthy, drawn-out, omg-why-don't-I-put-us-both-out-of-our-misery night of my life.
And I worked for several hours, both yesterday and today, so got virtually no "weekend" during the course of my weekend. I had been using the old system just to make sure we stayed on the air, but that wasn't cutting it, either - so I had to go in and reload the new playlist into the new software and manually edit out the coding that was almost certainly helping to screw things up. I just pray it holds until tomorrow morning.
Once I'm there I'm going to change something that I think will resolve the problem once and for all. I can't set the commercials to fire off at a given time, but I can set the top of the hour ID to hit when it's supposed to hit. It was when I tried to tack a "closest to this time" order onto the stop sets (commercial clusters) that everything went ka-plooey.
We're moving to the new studio location on Thursday, so I really need to get this stuff fixed and operating right by or before then. Everything looked good before I left - I just hope to goodness it stays that way. I did manually edit everything up through lunchtime tomorrow. Hopefully I can get it functioning right so that Tuesday's schedule isn't the bear that the weekend run has been.
I think Poolagirl was right when she commented that I hit rutting season in Arizona. I've spent so many years living like a proverbial nun that I didn't realize all it would take is a word in the right place and the floodgates would open! It's a man smorgasbord lately, I swear. I've been asked out by I think four guys this weekend alone. And those were just the maybe keepers! I also got hit on by the regular slimeball brigade: the married men and others who scraped themselves up from the pavement to ask me out.
Gaaaahhh!! What IS it with people who cheat??? Male, female, or whatever? It is the absolute LOWEST you can go, next to maybe pedophilia. Not sure I can even differentiate because to my way of thinking, they're flip sides of the same coin, both all about being a predator who doesn't care who they hurt. I mean, one of the guys who hit on me and was married was himself 29 years old.
That's a two with a nine after it. Barely past jail bait. Gag! I do NOT do babies and I do NOT do married men!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The closest of the wildfires here in town is fully contained, but a couple of others further out are still going strong. The Cave Creek fire, between here and Phoenix, is at about 86,000 acres and moving north. You're not seeing clouds on the horizon in the photo - that's smoke, and it stretches ALLL the way across the western horizon, from south to north.
So far the fires haven't threatened us here in town, though the one nine miles east of here was a little too close for comfort. Unfortunately it's drying out again, our short, rainy reprieve apparently on hiatus for several days. That might or might not be a good thing. Most of these fires are lightning-caused. Therefore if the storms don't build and there's no lightning (which doesn't automatically follow) then there's not going to be an ignition source. But it will mean once a fire gets started, it'll get out of hand all too quickly.
One fire south of us, at the northeastern fringe of the Phoenix area, has already hit about 86,000 acres. A second close to Roosevelt Lake (which is actually a complex of three) has burned about 20,000 acres so far.
What may be the most chilling detail about these fires is that they are huge fires in flash-fuel areas. Those are typically the ones that are easiest to extinguish and/or control. For the moment we've still got enough moisture in the local area that the fires in the immediate vicinity haven't gotten too large. But the monsoons are still a few weeks off and we've got temperatures of more than 90 degrees (Fahrenheit) in the forecast. That doesn't bode well for us, particularly after a wet winter that set off a virtual explosion of undergrowth this winter.
If the flash-fuel fires are out of control, God help us if it has a chance to really dry out here and a fire starts in the pines.
It was just about this time last year that the town was threatened by the Willow Fire. (Note: that page is a year old. No, the fire isn't still burning a year later!)
Darn - it's past 10pm and I have to be up at 5 as usual. Cross your fingers that our system cooperates and keeps things going overnight. In the meantime, while I talk bit about all the men hitting on me, I'd prefer to find just one halfway-decent one and settle down, relatively speaking. Not sure how "settled down" I'm ready to be right now but I know for a fact that I was not cut out to be with a different man every weekend.
Unless it involves a fishing trip. But that's another story.
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 - )