What does it take to be happy?

Original recipe? Where's the extra crispy? 


It's bad enough that I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. What does it take to be happy? I'm happy enough day to day, but I don't know where I'm going. I realize that most people have no idea what they want from life, but it's the kind of thing that comes to mind in the winter during the constant rain storms.

As a kid I always imagined the future as college and my 20's. Well college has come and gone and as freaky as it is to think, my 20's have come and will be over in 3 1/2 years. What have I done so far? Everything seemed to come to a screeching halt after college. Is that reality or just a state of mind?

So as the saying goes... It's not where you're going but the ride along the way... or something to that effect.

OK.. as if I wasn't emotional enough as it is, Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody just started playing. Isn't that a great song? Sad. OK. OK. ADD moment. I'm pretty sure that I have S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder), but then again who doesn't?

2006.

ACK!! 2006? That's kinda like 26.. slowly going downhill towards 2010 and 30. 2010 sounds so futuristic. I'm not sure if there is a point to this blog entry. I guess I'm just really focussing on thinking about what I'm doing during this journey called life. I'll just try not to freak out.

Oh, and by the way, Happy New Year!!! Please sign the guest book if you haven't done so already. ;-)

I'm off to work at 11pm.. yeah I know.. the life of a radio producer.

Uhhhhh?

Chillin 

As I attempted to make my way across the road at Market and 16th streets, this guy veered into "John Space" and totally cut me off. I was about to yell "What the hell is your problem?" but I decided to look up and see if he even noticed the egregious violation of my space. As I looked up, I notcied that the guy only had one eye. I realized "what his problem was" and secretly felt guilty that I almost asked him. How embarassing would that have been?

Look mom I'm on TV!

 

I was producing the morning talk show on Thursday and got a call from another producer. An ABC television crew was asking to come up and tape the production of our hour dedicated to the SFPD video police "scandal". This wasn't a strange request, as tv news likes to get footage of our "VU meters" moving, hosts discussing a political issue, or capture sound from dialog with a caller.

What I didn't know in advance was that this crew was a national ABC crew from World News Tonight. Good thing I was wearing a nice sweater and happened to style my hair that morning. That's the funny thing about radio. Usually we can show up in jeans and a hoodie on the weekends because it's radio. ;-) This will be the 3rd time in 6 months that I've been on national television. At this rate I'm going to have a get an agent.

That magic moment.

Do you know that moment towards the end of a party when you just know it's over? Something happens and all positive energy simply dissipates. I experienced said moment tonight and yet I persevered in respect of the hosts.

I really can't stand it when a person comes into a group setting and decides to dominate the conversation. Perverting and killing all that is pleasant and enjoyable in a given setting. I'm talking about the loud ass pseudo-intellectual. You know this person. You're probably thinking of a specific individual at this very moment. The pseudo-intellectual is so proud of his or her belief systems that this person feels compelled to take center stage and engender a false debate in order to obnoxiously preach to the masses.

Eventually I had enough and had to leave the room. I walked into the kitchen and asked my friend (the host) if I could help clean. He said everything was fine, so I headed towards the restroom. At that moment, four other people decided to get up and walk out of the room. We all raised our hands to our heads and shot ourselves with the traditional index finger/thumb action. It was a priceless moment.

And for the record... I have many intelligent friends who smoke pot. Some of them even read this blog from time to time. but.. But.. BUT.. Smoking pot does NOT a genius make.

Seacreast out.