What A Week

It's dinner time and I'm finally getting around to posting. It has been a very hectic and stressful week, so I may keep this short, because reliving all the events may cause me to have a stroke.

As I told you the other day, my mother-in-law was here for a couple days. I tried to go with the flow, but some people do their best to cause waves. In the interest of keeping my marriage together, I'll spare you the details and me the hassles of recounting the entire visit. I'll sum up my feelings in the immortal words of bouncers the world over when closing time rolls around, "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."

Wednesday night I was racing home to get to "Daughter's" softball game. I was waiting to make a left turn, minding my own business, signal signaling when all of a sudden.....CRASH! Some punk kid slammed into me without even slowing down. You know how much I love other drivers, and this is why. This 17 year old, pimply faced jackass walked up to my car after sending me into oncoming traffic (which I was able to avoid with lighting reflexes and superior driving skills) and said, "I'm sorry, I only looked down for a minute." Let's not get into a whole thing here, but he must have been looking down for quite a long minute. I hadn't even seen this idiot in my rear view mirror when I had stopped to make the turn. He was driving like a bat out of hell and when he finally remembered that he needed to look at the road it was too late. Thankfully I wasn't hurt, but my sweet ride is now in the custody of a body shop for God knows how long.

Yesterday was needle in the spine day. I'm saving that story for Monday. Hold on. It's not that far away.

Today I became an official member of the WGN Radio family. I went down and got my company ID. It was actually very cool. "Daughter" came with and the head of corporate security made her a pass too. She thought I was the man for about an hour, then her normal attitude came up. Sunday morning from 1-5 AM CST you can catch Laura Hirsch and I as we entertain the country in the wee small hours. I hope next week is a little more subdued. Have a great weekend. Later...Brian