Yesterday was a great day, and I nearly said adios to the stress of radio

Yesterday after doing a near 2 hour show on Livestream.com and the program freezing, I ventured out and headed to church, yes penetrating oil on my jeans and all was working on LexiBelle night before, in the shop. So got to church all the greetings and all, and as usual when it came to Sunday school class Dave's wife sat next to me, and twice had to grunt at Jay Welling, to acknowledge that Dave's wife wanted to make a comment. Class ended, went to Priesthood meeting sang and all, but left when it broke for Quroms . Came home, after stopping at McDonalds first to eat. Here's a page out of a place that I think has gave up. McDonalds is a landmark in most towns. Fast food for reasonable prices. Most of em are good places except maybe the one in downtown Tooele Utah and the one here in Evanston Wyoming. But Sunday here in Evanston, it was absolute stupidity. The fries had been overcooked in oil that had not been changed for at least several hours. You could taste the oil in the fries. McDonalds fries are a staple of McDonalds. Without them the rest of the items on the menu really are drab. So got done there. and came home. 
Went back down to church to do the ceremonial setaside and be put into service as indexer for the family history unit of our Ward. With that set back out to the shop. 
It rained here for many hours, except the little bit at the shop. All it did was tinkle. hardly much wind, plenty warm with that big heater in there, and my only worry of figuring out how to run wire. I thought for a few hours, what it would be like to just sell out or reassign the responsibilities of the radio thing I do, to someone else, have this old computer cleaned out of all those kinds of files, and just flat give up radio all together and just run the tow trick and build bikes. To hell with the rest of it. I can tell you this, if it were not for the duty that I promised to the Knytes to do this radio thing and all I have went through to get here to do that radio duty, that is exactly what I would have done, gave up the radio thing, and just tow and build Harley's . Who cares about radio ? The medium that I got into once was grand. Radio was a gas, you played music, you flirted with women and all on air and you could be creative. Today, its you have to behaive all the time on air, spectrum is being swallowed by big conglomerates like IHeart, Cumulus and so on, you can't flirt, tease or enjoy. Few even our new gal just plays music, seldom seguaying between music selections, talking up local politics as few even care anymore, the list goes on. Face it like many things, a custom bike is like radio , its not a need its a luxury, however if there's a breakdown people need really need that tow truck. If I were to add up the money I have lost , really lost on towing versus radio I have lost thousands of dollars not being able to go tow. LexiBelle should have been completed mid Spring, not near the start of the cold snow season. But I put in many hours and even my own pocket money to keep the radio thing going. And for what? Had to import someone all the way from Arizona, to be involved and the same person, now I can't pay until mid week, due to the mess created by Amscot depositing money into an old account of my lady Shelly's new account. As it is the money got from her will have to go to saving the shop, which means my new hire might just walk. Do I need this stress? No. Am I going to keep it together here? Probably but I think my

 when radio was enjoyable to do, and the numerous revenuers stayed out of your business's. Hopefully today or Tuesday the money from my lady Shelly will be recovered and bills paid, I know myself and TwinkerBelle will be relieved. 

TTYLY

 

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