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pixiecrinkleI had a piece of paper in the car with me this weekend (actually the sound instructions from the drive-in last weekend) and I scribbled all kinds of stuff on it to remember for stories and such. In no particular order:
Get a CD player in your car. The radio north of Columbus sucks. I finally heard "Magic Stick" though. Ick. It was so bad, that I was thrilled when a J. Lo song came on because I knew the words. Thank you, Union Station.
Random scary snippet from the Christian Rock station as I was scanning stations: "I am a soldier in the Army of the Lord." Uh, yeah.
Studio360--I need to petition the local NPR affiliate to carry this show. Both times I've driven to Cleveland this year, I've caught this show, and loved it. I think it's a little better than This American Life.
Tidbits from today:
Driving home from work, saw a tow-truck with "I love you!" written in lipstick on the driver's side mirror.
Calling to activate a credit card, the automated voice used the phrase "Personalized PIN" after explaining that PIN means "Personalized Identification Number." Um, OK. That's even more bizarre than "PIN Number" I think.
I need to start typing in my little conversational tidbits too from this story idea that's in my head. I want to write the non-saccharine romantic comedy. I have no idea why.
The doc gave me a scrip for Vioxx today to replace the Celebrex that did not make my stomach happy. We'll see how this works. I have to fill it via mail order, so I won't have it for a couple of days yet. I also decided not to even mess with the Imitrex tabs anymore, because they do nothing, so I just went with the icky tasting nasal spray. At least it works!!!
Get a CD player in your car. The radio north of Columbus sucks. I finally heard "Magic Stick" though. Ick. It was so bad, that I was thrilled when a J. Lo song came on because I knew the words. Thank you, Union Station.
Random scary snippet from the Christian Rock station as I was scanning stations: "I am a soldier in the Army of the Lord." Uh, yeah.
Studio360--I need to petition the local NPR affiliate to carry this show. Both times I've driven to Cleveland this year, I've caught this show, and loved it. I think it's a little better than This American Life.
Tidbits from today:
Driving home from work, saw a tow-truck with "I love you!" written in lipstick on the driver's side mirror.
Calling to activate a credit card, the automated voice used the phrase "Personalized PIN" after explaining that PIN means "Personalized Identification Number." Um, OK. That's even more bizarre than "PIN Number" I think.
I need to start typing in my little conversational tidbits too from this story idea that's in my head. I want to write the non-saccharine romantic comedy. I have no idea why.
The doc gave me a scrip for Vioxx today to replace the Celebrex that did not make my stomach happy. We'll see how this works. I have to fill it via mail order, so I won't have it for a couple of days yet. I also decided not to even mess with the Imitrex tabs anymore, because they do nothing, so I just went with the icky tasting nasal spray. At least it works!!!
