I am a radio-loving person and I listen daily. TV is great, but radio is like a good book. More descriptive and thought-provoking without the visual guidance, or distraction.
Despite the randomness of the topics discussed on the show, I'm constantly amazed at how I can connect with so many of your guests and their stories. Not always personally, sometimes there are degrees of separation, but it's rarely the six that people normally refer to.
I text and email often, sometimes you read my comments on air and I get an enormous kick out of that.
I love that I got you to say "Goldenboobs" live on air.
I love that you liked "Ryanaldo Tubridinho", my World Cup name for you.
On several occasions someone from the team has called me back, I've spoken to Grace but which one of the Gs she was remains a mystery.
I did - on one nervous occasion - speak with you on air.
I rambled.
I forgot what I was saying.
You listened.
That was the greatest thing. It wasn't that I was on national radio, it was that I had a story and you, Johnny-who's-met-everyone (as you might say), listened to me.
Afterwards I thought, "wow! I can cross that off my bucket list now".
Then I thought "urghh... creepy illness... wow! Never going to get that dinner invite now!"
Hashtag cringe.
But to return to this blog, I'm curious to see how many stories I can connect with and came up with the idea of The Tubridiary. Yes, it's a cheesy pun but hey! That's how we roll here.
So, without further ado, The Tubridiary is open for business!
P.S. I know stuff. I was that child. I grew up to be that adult. Do you know what I know, what I really, really know? That annoys people.
