the old man repeats himself

So I guess I'll pick up the story again in my non-linear fashion and once again apologize for being an old man and repeating myself sometimes. I have one word for you reader. Skin. Let's go back and dissect my journey through radio, into television, and out the other side. Before I tell you about radio I suppose that I should tell you what got me interested in it in the first place. When I was a young child My grandmother had an intercom system that I thought was very cool. It dated back to when my family apparently had money and servants. The servants were in one part of the house and the family was in a different part of the house. There were two units that were about the size of a toaster each and you could set one up in one room and one up in the other room and they worked like walkie-talkies. You could ask the service to do stuff without having to be in their presence. Wasn't that cool? By the time I came around there was no more money or servants but my grandmother still had the intercom system. About 1970, my mom brought home one of those office tape recorders. You've seen the one kids. It's sort of rectangular and sits on the desk with the buttons on one end, the speaker on the other, and vicassette goes in the middle. There's a little plastic drawer that pops up to allow you access to where the tape goes. Boy, I thought this thing was cool. I could record myself doing weird voices and I discovered that when you hit play well let me back up. In order to use this device and record something you were required to hit the play and record buttons simultaneously. As a young child I realize that if I hit the play, record and fast forward button, I could make the recording run a little fast so that when I played it back at normal speed it slowed my voice down. I thought I sounded like a monster. I thought that was very cool. Fast forward to high School in California and my taking of a radio drama class. I thought that was pretty fun and we had a low power FM radio station at my high school. I thought that next year, I would become a disc jockey. That would be pretty cool. Unfortunately after my freshman year the people of California pass prop 13. Now as a homeowner I now view prop 13 with much love. But at the time it was a thing that was going to require that the school cut its budget. The first thing to go was the radio and TV department. I had to shift my focus over to theater arts. I thought a time I would become a theater arts dude and go to a conservatory after high School that was not far from the town that I lived. I instead graduated high school, met a girl and got married. I think I went over that before and I'll go into all that later on and my two kids who are awesome. I went into the whole thing about me working in the factory years later I believe and listening to the radio on headphones. I thought that I would be a good employee and so I slid into that radio station as an intern. My first gig was a bit like WKRP in cincinnati. I dated the evening girl, I lived with the midday guy who was the production director, and we all had a very good time. One gig led to another and I worked my way as a disc jockey in a variety of formats over a variety of years. I went on to news radio and became a news director and a director of operations. I decided after 25 years that I'd seen enough of my friends and coworkers have to find a new gig because computer automated technology has made a lot of the jobs that we used to do in radio not necessary anymore. I thought I would go into television and so I took a job as a TV news director. I directed a morning show for a couple of years and that wound up not being a very good gig. Unfortunately I decided to quit that job and move into a PR job servicing the media as one of those guys that's got something to sell you. I did that for a while but being that I was working for a Scientologist, it made it difficult so I just decided to leave my media career behind completely that's the story of my media career and I hope that I can come up with more later. For now, I'm fully qualified to work at this reasonably priced Motel as the overnight guy. Ain't Life great?