Went back over this evening, the fire is still going, I loaded another quarter ton of semi-rotten willow oak onto the coals. Someday one small part of that acre will be slightly less littered with windfall. Which reminds me -- I did turn several pieces out of that wood, and here is one of them:
It's got it all goin' on, natural edge, curly grain, prominent medullary rays, some bark inclusions, nice shape, thin walls, what can I say - that tree provided me with some great raw material.
But as we were discussing earlier, hearing one's voice as others hear it can be, shall we say, interesting. Back in the '90s, when people heard me talk they would say "You should be on the radio". Not sure if they were saying that I had a face made for radio or that my dulcet tones deserved a wider audience, but that's neither hear nor there. I finally decided that the next time someone said that I would return volley with "Works for me, how does one get such a job?"
Eventually I was at a party in a nearby university town and true to form, someone said "Blah blah radio blah blah" and I said "Fine, hook me up". Turns out the woman I was talking to had connections at the local radio station and the woman she referred me at the station asked "Do you have any demo tapes?" Sadly, I didn't so my brilliant career in radio and doing animation voice-overs was ended before it began.
But at that party I also met an attractive woman with curly hair, and when we were introduced I learned her name is Yonat. Hmm, being the half-witty guy that I am the first words out of my mouth were "Yonat from around hyeah, are you?"
You want to know what's funny? No? Well I'll tell you anyway - she still speaks to me, twenty years on, and has even bought furniture that I built. So you just never know how one's career will go - but for me, it has never been in radio.
