Holy crap summer is here. You can tell this because it’s cold in the station and sweltering outside. You walk into the place sweating. Ten minutes later, you’re freezing. I feel bad for leaving the apartment with a t-shirt, pants, and flip-flips on, walking past all the folks with the shorts, but I have to plan accordingly. It sucks, but life could be worse. At least I don’t have to dress up for work. Nothing wrong with it, but it seems that anytime I decide to wear something nice, those are the days that see me getting my hands dirty out at one of the transmitter sites or something. Weird thing today… Standing in the tech room, there are three phones on their own lines for myself, Steve, and Jim. All at once, they started ringing. Freaked me out as I was standing in equal distance of them all. Stupid telemarketers.
I bought a new blender. It’s a mighty fine blender. Kind of loud for these apartment walls, but oh well. Nothing will stand in the way of me and my smoothie. It even has a travel cup that you can blend in, as well as a forty-eight ounce pitcher. Great for the margaritas, which was already pointed out by my mother. If some one were to come over, say a good friend, I would blend something for them with my new blender. It’s a good blender. It might not be the best, but it’s my blender. You could be my friend, and I would blend something for you.
“Things that make John happy” number one has arrived. My very own MIDI keyboard. Let the fun begin. Two more to go.