Radiogurl a la Carte

Sunday, Jul. 17, 2005

Ahh... the sweet smell of success.

Well, of successfully doing the laundry, anyway, hehehe.

There were other minor successes to recount this weekend, too, though. I finally made it to the movies with my son - and, as it turned out, with my sister. Said Youngest Son also met my sis's new boyfriend, who regaled us with horror stories about why nobody messes with the women in his family. I will refrain from retelling them here. Suffice to say that if you're a guy and a consummate jerk, you really shouldn't marry an RN. They know just how and where to make it hurt in the worst way, and will do so without compunction should you given them a reason.

I also won the new Harry Potter book on eBay. Possibly could've bought it for cheaper at Wally World - didn't check to see if they had a copy locally. But what the heck, I still only gave $20 with shipping. I imagine I couldn't have gotten it much cheaper than that even at Wally World, and this way I don't have to futz with the ungodly long lines there.

Sadly, it wasn't peaches and cream all weekend. The @#$%& software crashed at the studios, apparently dying while I was on my way back here, driving in the mountains. I think that's the third crash this week. I emailed tech support tonight and got the stereotypical, "What? OUR software??? NEVAH!"

I emailed back with, "Don't even go there. I've used the aptly-named Simian; Pristine; Scott; and several other broadcast automation programs for radio. Every tech desk says they don't have crashes, they don't know what I'm talking about, and every one of 'em is lying. Just tell me how to fix it." I was only slightly more civil than that. I'm sorry, just don't tell me a whopper of that magnitude if you don't want me to call you on it.

In other earth-shattering news (NOT!) this weekend. I actually had a European pedicure, the first time I've had a pedicure of ANY kind. The little piggy that went to market is now adorned with a white flower and very neutral-toned polish. Very nice experience and a sweet surprise from my little sis. I owe her, and in time I'll pay her back - if not one way, then another.

Guess I'd better go get the last of the clothes out of the dryer and put them away, which means I need to get my butt moving.

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 - )