So Monday's show is up and ready to go. I am listening to it as I write and, unfortunately, I had to crank up the volume up as high as a hippie and it is still running quiet. I will take the disc in the studio tomorrow and try to boost it. Then, reload the thing. Which is a pain but I love you all the best and want you to have a pleasant listening experience. I also re-interviewed Ahri Golden, co-founder of Thin Air Media and co-producer of BIRTH, this afternoon and will have that up and running tomorrow. It is a wonderful 20-ish minute chat and I can't wait to share it with you.
Monday I interviewed Danielle, a local LLL leader. Not only was our interview, er...conversation, effortless, but it was fun. She also gave me an idea on how to help deal with my son's biting phase. I really enjoyed having someone in the studio to visit with. As you may or may not know, all the interviews up until yesterday were via the telephone. Having someone in the studio was a treat. I can't wait to have my new friend back for another chat.
There were some problems, though. We have the current volume fiasco and when I did the playback in the studio last night, I could not hear my bumpers or songs. I had just figured out how to get the songs to record and *poof* they disappear. Again. I hope to figure it out next week. The good news is that I feel each show gets better. And I enjoy doing it.
Next week, the 2nd, I get to talk with the fabulous midwife, author and innovator, Ina May Gaskin, assuming she is not called to duty. Then, April 9th, Danny D. Williams will be live in the studio. Danny D. is a candidate for CC City Council and a really cool guy.
Now, I do not know him that well. However, if the way he initially presents himself is true to who he is and not a facade, then I guess I do know him pretty well. He is a great guy. Down to earth and completely approachable - what more could you ask for? Well, I guess you could ask for a lot more but when you consider most candidates for local office, you're lucky if you can count on anything. Now I know that is a generalization but this is my website and I can say whatever I want. So there. Anyway, he is not representing me or my district. I do not get to vote for him. He is not paying me to say nice things nor has he volunteered to watch my son so that my husband and I could have a date (shame on him!). I just want to tell people how human the guy is and that he doesn't hide behind an agenda. He does not feed you bull.
Let me tell you a story. All details and happenings are true but the names have been changed to throw you off the scent.
This beautiful, charming, ravishing radio personality was at the Cracker Barrell one afternoon with her angelic 18-month old son. The little boy really wanted a piece of the Coca-Cola Chocolate Cake and being a great mum, the fabulous radio personality, "Gwyneth" said, "why not?" Upon pulling in the parking lot, Gwyneth noticed that there were SUVs parked in the lot with those anoying magnetic signs on the sides of the doors. They were bright and one of them, the SUV not the sign, was parked in a handicapped space. The signs? They indicated that a candidate for city council was present. Or, at least, her minions were. Gwyneth and her extraordinarily well-behaved, non-biting son, "Hugh Grant, Jr." went into the restaurant, got a table, and ordered the cake. Knowing that Ms. Candidate was in the restaurant, Gwyneth scouted the area. Now, it is important to note that Gwyneth has been helping out this crazy Irishman, also a radio personality, only he happens to be a politically active one. She helps schedule all of his guests for interviews on his show and called all the candidates. All but 5 responded and those 5 were avoiding her. Ms. Candidate, with her vehicular propaganda parked out in the handicapped space, is one of said people who claimed they'd call back but never did. Gwyneth wanted to get a look at this person and, perhaps, have an opportunity to introduce herself. You know, "Hi, I am Gwyneth and I work with Irish Man and I have called you several times for an interview with him but you never return my calls. Since we are both here, let's schedule it now." Yes, I admit that Gwyneth's tactic might be a bit harsh but she just wanted to see how cool and collected Ms. Candidate would be. Back to the 5 candidates... now, it is possible that they were not really avoiding her, just super busy. However, if you want to serve on my city council, ack like it. Take it seriously when a member of the media calls your butt to schedule you for an interview. If you can't take 30 minutes to answer some questions and tell me why I should vote for you, then you do NOT get the job. What you do get is a highly irritated, but stunningly sexy girl who will not only NOT vote for you but she tells all of her friends how you dropped the ball. But, I digress.
After enjoying the cake (and boy did we ....errrr, I mean they
enjoyed it), Gwyneth and Hugh, Jr. got up to pay. Well, if you've ever been to Cracker Barrel, you know that there is a store inside and you pay at the registers within the store part of the building. Well, who should be waiting to pay but Ms. Candidate! Joy! Pure joy! Gwyneth knew it was her because her face matched the picture plastered all over the giant SUV outside.
Now, not wanting to cause a scene, Gwyneth played it very cool. She held her baby in his sling (wow, this Gwyneth sure sounds great!) and patiently waited for Ms. Candidate to make eye contact. Patience. Patience. Patience. No eye-contact. It is not like she was talking to anyone, her peeps were off shopping. She looked impatient as she waited to pay for her outfit (yes, she was buying an outfit at Cracker Barrell). Finally, she looked at Gwyneth. Well, through
her. No hello
, no boo
, no wow what a handsom little guy you got there
. Nothing. Just a vacant glance and a turn away. Hmmm. Gwyneth could have said something but felt the time was not right.
Now, if you were running for city council, wouldn't you think you would say hello to those around you? Those who might vote for you? Just out of the "hey, I am running for city council and I must be nice and say hello to everyone and coo over babies and win votes" spirit? Or, just out of habit?
I know that if I give someone my vote and tell them that I want them representing me, I expect them to be approachable and nice.
Now, I bet you think you know who the people in the story are. Maybe you do, but I doubt it.
Anyway, on to other things.
Don't ask me how (I am a member of the media now
) but I came across a website that linked to me. It was not the most flattering of articles, not about me, but for the station and its decision not to continue with Air America broadcasting. The fact that they linked to me has helped with my traffic. My counter stats go up big time, daily. If you would like to read the article, find it here
. I also left a comment for the author.
Now, today. I got my hair cut. I went to a local slaon, actually, the owner hosts a radio program on KCCT, Thursdays from 7-8pm. Her name is Denise Miller
and she did a great job. Problem is, my hair was down almost to my butt and now it is a few inches past my shoulders. It had not been this short in a long time. I told her that I wanted to grow it out, all one length, but needed a good cut. Pre-haircut, it had lots of layers in it and she levelled it out to the shortest layer. I am feeling remorse. It looks fabulous and she did a great job, I am just missing it a bit. However, today is the 28th of March. And, if you have been listening to the show, I cut my hair according to the advice I found in the Old Farmer's Almanac. Yeah, sounds as crazy as my mother but she (my mother) claims that a wealth of information can be found in the almanac. Based on the moon cycles, the season, and whether you keep eye of newt in your pantry, you can successfully accomplish tons of things by following the almanacs advice. So, in honor of my mom, I have decided to consult with my trusty almanac before I make inportant decisions. For the next few months at least. We'll find out if this old-timey advice works. The reason I cut my hair today is because today is the best day to cut it if you want to encourage growth. I feel a tingle in my scalp already!
Hmmm.... the almanac. Check out some fun things here
. According to the table, if you want to procreate, your best boot knockin' days for April are the 4th and 5th. Just in case there is something to this, I am making sure I look my ugliest, most unattractive on these days to prevent any advances on my husband's part. You see, since we are convinced that our son dislikes us (at 18 months he already requests that we drop him off at least two blocks
from his babysitter's, we are that uncool- I thought I had 12 more years before that started!) and that if we have more children, at least one of them is bound to love us and want to hang out with us. I am still not so sure on the logic so I think it is best, assuming that the almanac is right, that I come down with dysentery on the 4th and the 5th.
Thanks for listening!