Vernal equinox.

No telling if things will change since 11:48 yesterday when the Sun moved into Airies and Spring officially began.

But I'm keeping my hopes up.

In the last week I've run two solid hours of drivetime news broadcasts while major surgery got done between my breaks -- not just "on the board" in general -- but on the "host mic" module, resulting in my coming out of one channel *way* stronger than the other, until the engineer managed a workaround, which he did before the end of my shift.

Then tonight the host for the music show set to take over from me shows up late for reasons I never bother to ask him about -- leaving me to make a few frantic phone calls, do "legal ID" at the top of the hour, and then start a music show about whose genre I know *nothing* whatsoever.

Yep. A certain raging faggot (yours truly) started the reggae show tonight. Sure hope the most self-righteous, zealous rastafarians out there can live with that.

The host was kind enough on coming in to thank me for starting enough music to get him to where he could take over.

I don't care what some people (me? years ago?) say about rastafarians -- some of them just kick ass. :)

Even if they do show up a few minutes late on rare occasion.