Greetings from the dining room table.
Welp, here it is, another year, another opportunity to make a new beginning although it may just be more of the same if I am being honest.
Actually, I am being rude. How was your holiday? Did you do anything special or unusual? Sorry about that, it is only too easy to get caught up in the routine during something as emotionally charged as the Christmas and end of year thing. Won't happen again, I promise.
So, the update on the state of the union here is that the shows are still produced from home. It's not that I don't want to experience the terror of live to air broadcasting* ever again, it's just that this Covid thing continues to circle menacingly and illness would be a good thing to avoid given my commitments to fresh programming and of course looking after the doggo. Yes, Cally is doing fine, thanks for asking. We had a couple of months of unpleasantness but seem to have stabilized the situation although I expect she will never eat standard dog kibble again. Cooking chicken every other day for her is hard to deal with as a vegetarian but I figure she isn't one and it's only fair not to force my lifestyle on her. (Dog nods head in agreement and goes back to sleep)
So what to expect from this little slice of community radio this year? Artists continue to create amazing stuff constantly and I am amazed and happy as all get-out that they send it my way. It's only right to then share with you and I suppose that is really what the next year will be about. Of course, in the event that I do summon enough courage to head in to the studio occasionally, there will be co-hosting gigs with people far more interesting than me but at present, what with trying to get the automation system up and running, one (or two or maybe six) extra bodies in the studio may not be appreciated. Hence, things continue to be produced right here, right now (as the CIUT tagline used to say) and I am resigned to not eating dinner at the table in the foreseeable future.
Now about this week's obvious elephant in the room. If you are listening to the show for Jan 6 it will become crystal clear that being in isolation has encouraged the side of me that chases obscure stuff to the ends of the earth. As a "Painting with John" and "How To with John Wilson" fan (both on HBO, and no, this blog is not sponsored although that would be sweet) the tendency to wander down more offbeat and meandering paths has been reignited with a vengeance. Hence, "The Last Unicorn". That in itself is a long story the origins of which go back many many years but perhaps I will save that for another day. What odd memory sparks your imagination? Think about that!
Enough already. Thanks as always for listening (and reading) and continuing to support community radio here in Toronto and right around the globe.
Stay safe and be kind.
Cheers
carol and Callydog
* believe it or not, I still sweat bullets every time I go live to air, not only because of the fear of saying something inane but also because it is never certain that the CD players or any of the equipment for that matter will trigger when I need it.
