Reasons we would have left Nome Early
The past few days have been action packed. Monday we took our time getting back into work at the station, I mentioned in my previous post that we decided to air another “Best of” show so that we didn’t have to record that evening.
Yesterday was a very busy day for me; I started my new crazy Tuesday schedule. I got up at 6:30am, as usual and worked pretty much straight until 3:00 when I had my first College class in almost 4 years. I’ve enrolled in two classes here; there is a University of Alaska extension service that I’m utilizing. I left for my Sociology class; it meets on Tuesday and Thursday at 3:30 until 5:00. I was the only one in the room other than the professor; everyone else joined us via tele-conference. I went home, Lydia and I recorded our show and at 7:00 I left for my first guitar lesson. That went until around 7:45 and I came home beat, but much to my luck Lydia had dinner waiting….I was very grateful.
Today I started a new show on the AM morning show, its Wednesday mornings from 8:35 until 9, and I call it “Northwest Perspectives”. I wrote about it in a previous entry, by my hope is to get in studio guests each week. The show debuted with my recorded interview with US Senator Lisa Murkowski from last week’s DC trip.
Around 1:00, I went home to get something to eat. I wanted something quick and after looking in the freezer, I decided that I hot dog would be good. I boiled the hot dogs, and started to defrost some frozen hot dog buns. I put them in the microwave for 15 seconds, and it wasn’t long enough…..another 15 seconds, almost there but still some frozenness. 15 more seconds should be just the ticket. I started the microwave for the third time and went back to the station. Upon my arrival home about 7 minutes later, I returned to a house full of smoke, smoke detectors beeping, and an almost on fire microwave. The display on the unit was flashing “END” “END”, but something went wrong, and it obviously didn’t ever stop. The buns were glowing red like charcoal, the plate they were on had broken into a million pieces, the counter was starting to turn black, and parts of the microwave was melting. Praise God that I went back home and was able to turn the microwave off before things got even worse! Everything in our house smells like burnt popcorn now, but my bottle of Febreeze should help things a little bit.
Wow, do you ever get that feeling you just were just knicked by the claw of some really lousy catastrophe? I just read about some people with too much time on their hands converting home microwaves to operate as aluminum foundries. It sounds like you have a head start with that microwave…