Today I'm presenting my "word of the day" in tech class. My "word" or words, more accurately, are digital / analog. I know a lot of people already understand what they mean, but not me, so that's why I picked them. Let me tell you, I had a hard time getting my head around the definition, but I think I've got it now. I had researched using Wikipedia and this other site, "HowStuffWorks," but I think what helped the most was talking with Sweetie. He kept explaining it to me in different ways, and finally, it just clicked. He's such a good teacher.

Speaking of Sweetie... poor Sweetie. On Thursday someone from the station called asked if he could fill in on the Friday night / Saturday morning 12 - 3 AM show at WWUH, and he said he'd do it. No big deal. He slept for a couple hours last night, and then figured he'd come home after 3 and go back to bed. However, I woke up at 4:30 this morning and realized he still wasn't home. So I turned on the radio, and after a song finished playing, there was Sweetie's voice. I guess the person doing the 3 - 6 AM shift didn't show.

I figured he must feel kind of stranded so I decided to call him. I wasn't sure of the phone number and we only had a yellow pages upstairs so I crept downstairs to the look up the number in the white pages. We have like 50 million phone books that companies keep stupidly sending us and not being fully awake, it was difficult for me to find the right one - oy. But I found it, found the number, and then went back upstairs and called it. He answered sounding kind of tense, and I said, "Hi Sweetie." He told me he was so glad it was me and that he'd been hearing from "freaks, drunk people and maniacs" all night. Evidently, the 3-6 AM person didn't show, but what could he do? The show must go on.

After we talked, I put the radio on "sleep" and went back to bed. Sweetie was playing Gram Parsons' music from when he was in a group called the International Submarine Band and when he was in the Byrds. I didn't know he was in the Byrds. In fact, I didn't even know who Gram Parsons was until I got to know Sweetie and he read Hickory Wind: The Life and Times of Gram Parsons. As I said, Sweetie is a good teacher.

He's upstairs sleeping now, and I'm drinking coffee and getting ready to face the day.

Labels: busy life, family, listening, school

posted by Miss Rachel 10/20/2007 09:04:00 AM

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