I keep a transistor radio in the kitchen on 24/7. Most of the time it hums with classical or jazz. This morning I woke to that tune everyone knows from the movie "Breaking Away," Mendelssohn’s Italian Symphony.
Since that movie takes place in Indiana, I was painfully reminded how badly the Pacers were losing when I went to bed. Down ten points well into the last quarter looking outmatched the entire game.
Might as well check the damage…
“The Pacers bested the Omaha Thunder by a score of 111-110 yesterday. They take a one to zero lead in the best of seven series.”
Hot damn. That is a fine way to start a Friday.
I was going to talk about D-Day and Mark Twain. Today’s quote paints with a broad brush....both personally and in the world. There are a lot of idiots on the path of life. Sometimes we are walking on someone else’s path and they might think we are the idiot.
This morning, I am a ecstatic idiot.
Tomorrow, maybe I’ll wake up holding a winning lottery ticket. Sunday, maybe I will wake up to my ex moving to San Francisco to “find herself.”
And Monday, maybe just maybe, I am going to meet Hazel’s new stepmom, Julia Roberts for a role in her next movie?
A movie called “The Morning Chalkboard” in which she plays a pain in the ass ex-wife who moves to San Francisco to find herself. Leaving her children behind with their father who just won the Mega Millions.
Wishful thinking…
...But hey, the Pacers won.
Mark Twain would probably have a satirical field day with today’s crop of horrible politicians. He might not even have to exaggerate very much.
Happy Friday Chalkheads....
....Go do something this weekend that makes you feel mo betta!
I talked about my transistor radio on today’s Morning Chalkboard.
My dad gave me a Grundig Yacht Boy forty years ago that I handed down to George. They don’t make Grundig anymore, so it is a family heirloom now.
I’ve bought four of these thirty dollar Chinese Amazon specials as cheap beaters. Fritz has one in his bedroom. I have one in the kitchen and one on my nightstand.
Then I have this one stacked with batteries for jagging around. I mark mine with a Sharpie. WDCB, WXRT, WFMT and WGN. Old school way of presets.
The one in the kitchen is usually on WFMT through the week. I like the classical music early on workdays.
On Saturday I turn on WDCB and listen to my jazz programs, my old radio shows program and blues programs that last all the way into Sunday morning.
I don’t listen to much baseball anymore because the White Sox have horseshit announcers.
My dad was a WGN man and my gramma listened to WIBC. Those are the two people that I have fond memories of listening to the radio with…
…From the farm reports to polka shows. The Irish programming on Saturday morning. WLS and WCFL in the 1970’s, Bob and Tom in high school on Q95, Dick Buckley on WBEZ, the Sportswriters on radio, Mr. A in the AM on WNIB, the Pacers, the 500, the Indianapolis Indians, the Blackhawks, the Cubs, the Sox and the Ellery Queen minute mystery.
I will always have a radio nearby.
