No news is…
I’ve mentioned this before, but it feels more and more significant every day. September 11 is arguably the biggest news story of all time. That makes all other news seem puny. That means we in the news business (that’s the local news business) don’t have much to do that means anything. We’re struggling to come up with anything that will make our viewers watch. I’m discouraged.
What’s worse, since I came off my short vacation I have been…um…less than motivated. Work feels so much like work.
Today, the only thing that may give me my jilly-jollies (not sure where that word came from) is the potential that I could take a ride in the world’s largest commercial blimp. Ordinarily I don’t take blimp rides as a part of my daily duties. And I never really wished for a blimp ride. But, the possiblity exists today and it would be a welcome diversion.
Now that my four days in the mountain have passed, I don’t have much to look forward to. I’m going to see a neat band on Friday, there’s a costume party on Saturday. I’m just less than rowdy right now.
My adrenal glands are on their way to atrophy.