Saturday, August 20, 2016

I think I overdid it a bit last night

Oh what a few drinks do to a mans head, not to mention stomache. Last night before we were to air on our Spreaker.com channel, I started a system scan to find a little computer pest that's invading my old Betsy here. So since that takes a spell, figure go up to Legal Tender with a couple of our guys and have a Johnny Tightlips steak, and a brew. That Johnny Tightlips is a medium sized steak that when cooked extreme welldone with the spuds and gravy is just right for my appetite. So Up I went. Got there didn't see any body I knew. So while eating my clam chowder sour saw Jonny Pentz. followed by good old Pam and a few. Didn't go take a peak, nor investigate my dealings there are done. But this started the reunion. So saw Donna, whose voice can melt ice, her melodic singing voice really should be recorded. But any way gave her a shout, here she came over talked a bit, then after I ate and all meandered over to the bar. Started with a beer, seem as though we have a new crop of hotties there that need to be harvested. So got to talking, and decided to be adventurous and got my Lynchburg Lemonade. The concocsion may sound easy, but few know how to combine the ingrediants just right. Donna did, and tanked that down watched the Dallas/Dolphins game there for a bit longer. When Pam and her bunch decided to hover overhead I decided it was time to head here to the Wolf's Lair. So got here, and heaved just about everything in my stomache into both the toilet, then the kitchen sink. Yes I cleaned it all up, but I was pukey all night long and now just in recover mode. Will be on air this evening as usual in the usual places.
But yes, we made our first ad sale here yesterday. Cat calls up who fixes cars down near our old shop. Told him our ad rates, he agreed, and came over to the Wolf's Lair. Gave me a $100.00 for the month and as soon as I recover will carve out the ad script and be on air with it Monday night.
After the week I have had with the AllWest bill, now fully paid ty to the Knytes, then a couple computer problems, plus staffing problems, I needed last night. Thing is it smelled and tasted good, but now feeling its sting. Again today in recovery mode.
Then saw that Andrea, one of our budding interns wants to rejoin the AyreWolf A-Team. Which is fine, but several questions enter in. First how sure is she in rejoining our team? Second is she dedicated enough to make the scheme dream happen? and Three, how flexible is she? The reason I'm trying to find a domestic resident person here is, the radio station must stay here, but I do not. As such I've pretty much determined that HCC/Cooter's A1 along with myself and eventually Shelly will move to Montpelier or there abouts. But the radio op, can stay here under the roof, of a facility owned by my landlord of the shop. So I need someone to mother hen over the radio station, and keep the candles lit on that here in Evanston. Andrea if she got her head screwed on straight could be that person.
Last this morning. One of the Security guards at the Legal who is a good friend of mine, and I were talking of fixing up his Toyota pickup. The conversation flowed out to the discovery that sweet Lexi
 is still living here and working for a tiny sports bar. Oops near said sports bra. (maybe she wears one?) the talk is, she has maybe to sell a S-10 Blazer that has a 4.3l-V6 in it. Not only the engine, but the doors, and those treasured bucket seats would be Heavenly, so am going to see if I can move to smooze to buy the little rig from her. The parts woul go purrfect in LiL Wolf 
 So any way, going to get away from this direct sunlight here, like I said I think I overdid it a bit last night and now for a few hours am in recovery mode.
TTYLY

   

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