I have my placement for Reading Foundations. :D It's a semi-inner city school in downtown Lancaster, and I got kindergarten! I was hoping for third grade (third graders are the funniest kids in all of elementary school), but kindergarten is my next-favorite age range (various classmates think I am crazy because of this. The main source of "trouble" in that regard, however, is a Yankees fan so I disregard almost everything he says on principle alone*), so I am happy. That's two days a week for the next four weeks, starting Monday.
Only two weeks to go in my radio training! Both me and my fellow trainees got our first chance at running the boards last Tuesday. My time lasted a grand total of fifteen minutes before one of the departments in the SMC got the idea that they were going to be jolly jokers and started calling once every thirty seconds. WIXQ has two phone lines, so you'd barely get off one before the next was ringing. So I was trying to cue songs, fade songs in and out, find songs, check lyrics (the clown who requested Jane Fonda by Mickey Six was especially unappreciated! Talk about slow burn FCC violation!) and answer phones for a little while before my trainer realized what was going on, went back on air and ordered them to stop calling.
There are technically now three trainees on Dave the Pirate's show, and
one of them** is only going through the training as a courtesy, he's been hanging out at the station since he started and he knows how to do everything. I was getting flustered because I accidentally left the mikes on, and accidentally restarted one of the songs and he kept telling me to calm down, and went off on this tangent about how he'd be freaked out if I sat down and did everything right the first time.
All the people at the station are pretty nice, though sometimes it's awkward being the only female there. The other not-me not-Matt trainee is Roger, who working on a fantasy novel about a dwarf assassin in modern times***. We spent the last bit of the session playing oldschool Tv theme songs:
Power Rangers,
Duck Tales and
Darkwing Duck. Darkwing was the most amusing, as it meant I got to watch Roger, Matt and Alex (another DJ who I hadn't met before but who came scurrying in to say "There is nothing like driving through downtown Lancaster with my windows open, the breeze in my hair, a cigar in one hand and the theme song from Power Rangers blaring out of my radio) do this epic air guitar (and keytar) dance to "Let's.Get.
Dangerous." It led into a conversation on "
Der Fuehrer's Face," and Alex admitting he's writing a parody of "My Humps" called "Mein Kampf" that is just...augh. I wish I could remember the whole thing, it had me laughing hysterically.
My nano is attempting to rewrite itself again. It still wants to be Hogan's Heroes with science fiction elements, but the treble plotlines idea has phased itself out because I realized I liked Sking**** and Skint MacDonald***** too much to want them in a fanfic before I'd done anything else with them. We'll see, though. I predict at least two more idea shifts before next Sunday. It seems that NaNoWriMo has popped up on someone else's radar at the library now; I'm going into the library to talk to someone about it sometime next week. Which is actually pretty cool, because I can't make it to any of the kickoffs this year. It'd be nifty to have a local group, even though I will not be able to be a ML this year, even if I hadn't missed a deadline (which I am pretty sure I did). If you're nanoing this year,
you should totally add me already. :P
So that's about the State of the Sarah right now. I need to get off my butt and start reading
The Book Thief, since it's 522pages and I have a paper to write on it,
Nazi Youth and two biographies on Amelia Earhart...
*Really, though, I do listen to him. Except when he's making our entire children's lit class look like a herd of slackers by turning in papers that aren't due until December...
**Our library is absolutely hideous when you're in a hurry. The elevators take approximately 20years to get to you, and the stairs are killer. I ran up them when they were doing library fest. It took me an hour to stop feeling like I was going to puke on someone. It claims it has four floors. That is a lie, it has eight. Nine if you include the basement.
***He wants to call his show, once he gets it, "Green Fisted Goblin Vengeance." Station head says it's too long, but if there's the "Golden Pony Power Hour" I don't think Roger's is pushing it. I have found my people. They are not in ElEd, they're in Communications. Oh, well. Someone's gotta take that brand of crazy to other careers, right?
****Pint sized heroine of Valley of No Moons
****Washed up hero of Summer Smells Like Fireflies. Name similarities are not coincidence.