Greetings & Salutations

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a writer.  I love to read, and my favorite subject was English.  I always got A's without even trying.  It would have been a natural progression.  I went to college with a double major; English & Communications.  Instead of elective courses, I took more English courses than I needed, because I loved them.  I took honors seminars that consisted of reading the classics and writing papers that required you to compare/contrast the themes of three authors (ie. Plato, Socrates & Aristotle, etc) - I always wrote my papers the night before they were due, with no outline or rough draft.  I never proof read them, I just spell checked, turned them in and without fail received an A or B+.  Ironically, this is also how I learned to type, at a rate of 90+ words per minute.  Somewhere along the line, reality set in (probably with the birth of Melissa between my sophomore and junior year) and I considered journalism.  I applied for an internship at CNN, and thankfully I did not get it.  I am sure it would have led to the job of a lifetime, but after doing my college internship in the news room at 610 WIOD /97GTR I learned that I hated the news and journalism was not the career path for me - and I did NOT enjoy getting to work at 4am most days).  I loved working at the radio station, but I spent every spare minute possible in the booth with Nick the producer for the Steve Kane show.  I got my first tattoo live on the air on the Steve Kane show - he wanted a guinea pig before he had his done.  If it hurt too much, he wasn't doing it.  So as Tats Taylor started drilling, I did not allow myself to flinch or indicate in any way whatsoever that I was in any kind of pain.  That tat was small and only took about 10 minutes, but it felt like an eternity.  When Steve asked me if it hurt as they were drilling, I lied my ass off & said 'no, it's kind of a tickle....a hard tickle.' Needless to say, when they started to outline the bumblebee that he was putting on his ass, they had to bleep out about 10 minutes of the show as he called me every dirty name in the book.  Sorry, Steve..couldn't let you back out.   I still don't watch much news, it is much too sensationalistic and depressing.  I get my news online.  However, I still do not quite understand how I ended up doing what I am doing today.  God definitely has a sense of humor.  I have never really blogged before, except for a few small comments on my myspace blog long ago, but I have decided to give it a try.  Maybe if I let some of the monsters that live inside of my head out it will lead to fun & entertaining reading.... Peace!