ok... so this is all new to me.  not just the blogging thing, but this thing.  this thing where i'm at home on a monday with nothing to do. that's not true.  i've got a lot to do.. going to work isn't one of them though.  need to do laundry, dishes, try to get rid of all the exclamation points that come up next to songs in my itunes, need to call some long lost associates of mine.  i'm really bad at keeping contacts.  i'm the guy that says, "yeah... let's get together sometime. soon, too! we always talk about it but never do."  i'm the guy who never does.  ironic.  so... yeah, not going to work tomorrow.. i was laid off, fired, terminated... whatever you wanna call it... last week.  just turned 41 the week prior.... unemployed last week.  ok... back to the stuff i have to do... call colleagues... renew my business license (screw the man)... dummy up some aircheck tapes... make some lunch for my stepson.. pick my daughter up from school.... the last one is tricky... she doesn't know daddy doesn't have a job anymore.... but she'll loooooove the fact that i get to pick her up from school everyday and she won't be hanging out by herself.

blogging.... i ain't a good writer.  lots of short sentences... you'll see lots of these ..............  i write in thoughts... not sentences.  megan (my lovely wife) says i should have an audio blog.... like a podcast.  maybe.  actually i will.  i gotta stop saying maybe.  it's a sign of poor self confidence.  do it or don't.  back to blogging... i have friends that are picky about font... i guess i can use anything but comic sans.  that'll look silly... new times roman just looks like you're not trying.  i don't know what font this is...it's called trebuchet.... could be a font or a french cheese.  (i really wish that was my joke... it's not)  i think at some point i'll talk about radio... why i did it, why i don't, what i like, what i don't.  can't do that right now, because i'm distracted by this video of a cup-stacking otter.  

oh... the name... jingle out... radio term for the end of a break.... you, um, jingle out. (thanks to Sean Copeland for this)  take the first exit.... more on that later.