Notes for Tuesday:Updated

This time I stayed one step ahead of the law. The WIXYmobile was running very loud and I was afraid that I would get around some overzealous Cleveland policeman again. Mrs74 told me to stay off the road I was spotted on the last time. I told her this wasn't possible since it was the road my work was on. I took it to the muffler shop and they told me that the catalytic converter was disconnected but could be welded back on, which set me back about 80 dollars, which beat the price of a ticket.

My father in law will be having surgery Thursday. They will be replacing his defibrillator and he will stay in the hospital until his coumadin level is back up to what it should be. Cliff Note: This has been updated.

Thursday is the Mogadore Band Show, which is the beginning of season 9 for me as Rittman marching band announcer. It will also be season 3 of "From the Pressbox," where I review the show as I see it. Bands performing at the Mogadore show will be Hudson, Newcomerstown, Akron Garfield, St. Vincent-St. Mary, Manchester, and of course Rittman and Mogadore. Admission $2 for students and seniors, $4 for adults. Show time 7:30.

Post 800: Time to chat

Hi Guys, It's hard to believe that this is post number 800 for this blog. I started this blog out of my desire to communicate. Since radio and television is becoming more and more automated and less and less personal, I'm glad I made the decision to go in this direction as it has given me many blessings. When I first decided to write my musings, a friend from the radio and television boards who goes by the name of newsnomore, told me not to be discouraged if I didn't get any readers. The fact that I did in the early going made me surprised and grateful that anyone was enjoying what I wrote. I've had people tell me that maybe it wasn't meant for me to ever be in radio, that maybe my calling was blogging. Nowadays I think blogging makes for better two way conversation than terrestrial radio, especially the way I do it, non confrontational. The closest I come from any confrontation is the innocent digs that Pat and I shoot at each other. On an average day I get betwee...

My job

I have worked at my company for, unofficially, 17 years. When I first started working there in June, 1992, the average work week was 55-57 hours. Sometimes you worked more than that. I was 36 years old at the time and I could handle the long hours and short nights of sleep. 17 years and three knee surgeries later, I need less hours work and more hours sleep. Even moving into a quasi desk job, I still find it difficult to crawl out of bed at 3am. I could get up later if I wanted to put up with both rush hours. But this morning, things will change slightly. I received a call from my department manager yesterday. I was notified that I had to cut my time down to 40 hours. This would be down from 44-45 that I normally work. No surprise there as all the other departments got notified before I was. And I had to split my time between plants, doing calibrations at the other shop 1-1/2 days a week. I'm actually looking forward to the change. I also like the prospect of getting an hour extra...

From a "Battleground State"

I am going to make this one short and sweet. I live in Ohio, in this election season, one of the so called "Battleground states," a state crucial for any candidate presidential hopes. Of course we have had many visits from presidential and vice presidential candidates. Other blogs have dissected both campaigns so I will not. The only questions I have is will the promises made by either of these candidates exclusive to these states be fulfilled, or will they prove only to be hot air?

WIXY's Gone Bananas

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