Alexis and I went to Indy yesterday. She picked me up from WJOB after an unremarkable two and a half hours of radio and we headed for the Borman.
Don’t you just wonder sometimes how whack job killers come about?
Is it biological? Is there something wrong with their brains so that they wind up shooting a bunch of people or chopping them up or blowing them up?
I am an exhausted individual. It takes all of me to keep the stations humming and to innovate for the future. There is little time and little of me for anything else but running on the hamster wheel.
That’s how I feel on a Thursday morning in which I didn’t do the show. The overworked and overloaded reality hasn’t been helped by my behavior in the past couple of days… and the fact that I’m enrolled in a graduate MBA program. My life choices and my pursuit of education only serve to further fill an already filled life.
I don’t suppose that with all that is going on in the world and in the Region that you’ve noticed how wet it’s been the past couple of days. There’s the sound of dripping water outside my window. It’s peaceful at first, then quite annoying.