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01/27/08: king britt (0)
 

marathon afternoon

Today was just one of those days. This morning I had to prepare for today's Jerome Kern tribute show. I had a rough idea of how much time it was going to take, and felt like I had just enough time -- and then remembered in mid-morning that the schedule changed today and I had to be there an hour early. Ack!

I did get everything done in time, barely, got to the station on time, got started -- and then discovered that I had screwed up the CDR I had just burned, with about 10 songs I had bought on iTunes and needed for the show. Ack!

Georg saved the day: he fixed what I had done wrong, reburned the CDR and brought it to me. I was able to rearrange the first couple of sets to work around the songs I didn't have. I don't think the chaos behind the scenes was apparent on the air, at least I hope not! And after that the show went well. Still, all that stress at the beginning got my nerves all wired up.

After that I had a meeting at 6 at the station, so I was stuck hanging around for a couple of hours. Santa Salsera was there too and we ended up going over to Ninth Street for about an hour. Where we witnessed a pair of well-meaning customers totally hassling the lady who runs International Delights. She handled it pretty well actually. When they asked her where she was from, she said "Why?" They persisted and she told them her family was Lebanese. Then they said "you've been here a long time" and she replied "Because I speak such good English?" Santa Salsera and I were like, you go girl!

The meeting went pretty well and I got home a little after 7 to a dinner of chicken saag Georg had made. Which was wonderful because I am sooo tired. When I stopped moving and sat down, it just hit me all of a sudden. I had been planning to do some work on my website tonight but I think I'm just going to stretch out on the couch and watch a movie (Young at Heart with Frank Sinatra and Doris Day) until I pass out.

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