I bet you didn't expect to see anything here.
This is just a quick post to explain why I wussed out and did a Best Of show this week. I'll go more in-depth about it later (hopefully).
You can view the entire play list
here.
I've had the music selected for the show I wanted to do today for 3 weeks. Basically, when I picked the music for my show on the 7th, I picked more music than I wanted to play, so I broke it into two shows, and kept the list for future use. Since February is Black History Month, I wanted to do an all-Rap/Hip-Hop show. This was to be that show. I had all the music converted to mp3 and ready to import into Audacity. I had ideas of what to talk about during the breaks. I had ideas for bumpers/drops for my wife to record for me. And I was actually going to start it before 11pm, so I'd have it finished Midnight, 1am at the latest, instead of my usual 3-4am completion time. My wife and I were about to run to Whataburger for dinner, after which I was going to do my show while she watched either the Olympics or Catholic TV.
Then my neighbor called needing help moving his new Moroccan sofa. We helped him, figuring it'd take 5 minutes. Except we started talking, and before I knew it, it was 2½ hours later, and we still hadn't eaten. So we said our goodbyes, took our leave of our neighbor, and headed to Whataburger.
When we returned home, my wife wanted to get on the computer to check on an online friend while she ate her #1 with ketchup, mustard, onions & lettuce only. She said it would only take her 10 minutes.
So 1½ hours later, she said she's going to bed, and could I bring her a tissue when I come to the bedroom. I told her ok, but I'm not coming to bed, at which point it dawned on her that I still have to do my show. She apologized profusely, but it didn't change the fact that I had work to do.
It wouldn't have been such a big deal, except I'd stayed up until 2:15am Sunday night/Monday morning, and got up at 6:15am to do laundry. So at Midnight, I'd been up for almost 18 hours, and I knew I had at least 3-4 hours of work to do on the show. I was exhausted, and knew that I wouldn't be at my best, so I said Fuck It, I'm doing a Best Of.
I was in bed 2 hours later.
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I talked about cursing/swearing. I mentioned that I swear a lot IRL, just not so much in work settings. I tend to keep my show rather clean (other than musical choices) for the simple fact that I don't know who is listening, or where they listen, and I don't want to get anyone in trouble at work. That being said, I do tend to say fuck a lot. Just not on the air. Utopia and WebKittyn also say fuck a lot, so I thought I'd provide a link to a site they might find funny. The problem is, the site has gone away. When I first discovered it, I actually made up some buttons for my blog, but decided not to use them:
During the show, I was talking about a swarm of pigeons eating some bread in the street. As I was describing them, a car drove through them and squashed one of the birds. I was able to get a semi-decent picture of it. By the time I'd taken the picture, it had been run over a few more times by traffic. 
