Signs, Signs, Everywhere the signs…
Today was a day of signs for me.
Some were easy, like STOP : stopping myself from calling the ex
Caution: Being patient with a friend who I’d like to get to know better but she is still dealing with the death of her dad.
GO: I did things for me tonight.
I called my friend Kerri and we went to the Las Brisas Steakhouse.
Pricey, but I had “comps” from the station and I wanted to treat myself.
We had Surf and Turf with her taking a filet, while I had a ribeye with the bone still in it. It was incredible. We finished the night with Bananas Foster.
We caught up, her on dad, and me on her dad and her new job with Family Life Radio, the Christian Radio Group in Lubbock. I am so proud of her. I’m even impressed with the guy that she is dating. He’s a poker buddy that every time she mentions his name, I confuse him with another friend that shares his name.
“He thinks, you’re great,” she said as she laughed.
“Tell him , I’m only interested in women.”
We laughed and caught up, then came home to watch a new show that I had DVR’ed “Eli Stone”. Not bad. It had just enough in corniness and seriousness that had me intruiged.
The real test of if a show is good is not the first episode, but the seocnd and third. Anyone can make a pilot. But the person who can make me feel the passion I felt for the first will have me watch it.
But I hope Damon a co-worker doesn’t get into the show. If he does… It’s doomed.
Anything Damon watches goes down in flames. It’s sad to watch. But this also is the man who until 2 years ago NEVER saw Top Gun and to this day has not seen a Star Wars, or Star Trek movie. It’s sad, I tell you , so SAD!
I did have the line of the day on the air today…
“Yes folks Players, the strip club is opening back up. The sign said opening soon.. Hiring all positions. I asked for missionary but it was already taken.” Bu Dum Bump.
I have CMN family interview tomorrow and I can’t wait. I’m knawing at the bit to get Radiothon in and done this year for the 10th time.
I may go and shock pop tomorrow. I’m not supposed to because that would mean I would be driving during the Super Bowl.
Who cares. it’s my dad.
Like something that happened had work. Someone asked me what was more important my kids or my job. Before they could even get out anything else other than my kids, I answered my kids. The same thing for my family.
They are what make me strong and help me when I am at my weakest. Nothing and nobody can have that strength. Family, even those who you dislike, always come round when the going is tough. Because that’s what makes you family.


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Damn straight. Keep your priorities straight and the rest will follow. Family always first and foremost, as they’ll be there from the beginning to the end.