I have some really cool friends. Many have accomplished some awesome things (successful lawyers, mascots, tv personalities, corporate bigwigs, even a spy), and today I found out another one of my friends has overshadowed my accomplishments.
My friend Ron White went to Afghanistan as a reservist for a year and just sent me a link to his photos. Normally he’s just a nationally recognized memory expert who speaks all over the United States (I met him at my first job, and was even given a shout-out on the acknowledgment page in one of his books for my “grammar consulting”). I don’t think I would offend him if I said he’s just an average joe who set out to do something heroic in support of his country. Way to go Ron, I’m proud of you.
As for something much less heroic, I’m going to be on the radio tomorrow morning to promote the Cowtown Marathon, an organization that I help out with. It should be fun, since I’ve never been to a radio station before (although I have been on Kidd Kraddick in the Morning, a midnight trucker show on 820 a.m. and Rush Limbaugh… but all of those are because I’m a big dork who used to call into radio shows). Hopefully I won’t make a huge goober of myself. I wasn’t that nervous (mostly because this isn’t the most popular station in town or anything) until I started thinking about how DJ’s like to make fun of guests if they say something stupid. I could just imagine my flubbed speech getting played over and over as a teaser while everybody laughs. AT me. Oh my, I’m getting nervous just thinking about it!
Is it wrong that I was tempted to go buy a new outfit for my big radio interview?