So, all I do is work and stuff. Stuff including drinking coffee and contributing to severe malnutrition and such. Each December I get myself into a situation where I fill in at the radio station to cover various responsibilities while the full time staff is involved in charity events and vacations and the like. All this after working job number one from 4:00 am til about 1 or 2 in the afternoon. Am I insane? I'm not rich. It's keeping me from skiing.
Ahhh skiing. We're about to get hammered with snow, maybe less up here in the North Country than down in the New York Metro area and Boston. Skiing on Monday will be great.
Too bad I have to fucking work.
Belated congrats to Traffic and George Harrison on their long-overdue entry into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
I says to Joey Molland, "so, your old pal George finally got into the Hall, eh?"
Priceless.
Ahhh skiing. We're about to get hammered with snow, maybe less up here in the North Country than down in the New York Metro area and Boston. Skiing on Monday will be great.
Too bad I have to fucking work.
Belated congrats to Traffic and George Harrison on their long-overdue entry into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
I says to Joey Molland, "so, your old pal George finally got into the Hall, eh?"
Priceless.
