A good day
It had been a good day.
Today, I succeeded in canning a previous broadcast. I met the broadcaster on whose radio program our production would be aired soon. My two audio information plugs were recorded and sent out. By any measure it had been a productive day.
Late this afternoon, I chatted with a former CEGP colleague. She now works for a progressive research institution. I learned from her that the person I wish the worst series of rotten luck (okey, the second person after the cheat, thief and killer at the palace) is in dire need of money again and asking for loans from her. It felt nice knowing he’s having trouble keeping his sorry ass afloat and finance his alcohol and drug problems.
Another friend asked for my piece of advice. It felt nice to be of good to somebody.
My wife is off somewhere, waiting to try out her brand new snorkeling gear. I miss her but she needs her regular dose of seawater. She’s part mermaid, you know.
Tonight, I bought a Morgan Freeman collection issue DVD. Saw two movies in a 9-in-1 CD—“Chain Reaction” with Keanu Reeves and “An Unfinished Life” with Jennifer Lopez.
While glued on my old Sony, I munched on Boy Bawang while chugging two bottles of strong beer (named after an animal that wears shoes).
It had been a good day. And it is a good night.
I am grateful for small blessings.
