Like most DC-ites, I spend an incredible amount of time in my car. My poor car, which I love, has absolutely no bells and whistles at all. No power locks, no power windows and certain no CD player or anything like that. So when I started commuting around I listened to the radio constantly. I became an encyclopedia of pop music, and I became quickly bored. My first solution to this problem never panned out; I had intended on putting some sort of stereo in my car and it just never happened. The second solution was the IPOD. I LOVE my IPOD!!! However, I can even get bored of that, and I've listened to almost everything on there. The third solution brought me right around to the beginning and I began to listen to the radio again. This time my dial was firmly fixed to 88.5 FM, WAMU, our wonderful NPR station. I have become completely and hopelessly addicted to NPR. I find that I probably start one out of three conversations with, "I was listening to NPR...," "I heard an interview on NPR...," or "You'll never guess what I heard on NPR...,". At first I was really self conscious about this, because it seemed to me that the people I was generally having conversations with weren't quite as enthusiastic public radio listeners as I am. But slowly I realized that alas...I am not the only one. Enter Lynn Bowman, fellow BosmaDancer now grad student extraordinaire at University of Iowa. Lynn also lived on the outskirts of DC and we frequently commuted to rehearsals and performances together. I would always turn down the radio once she got in the car, but one day I was listening to something extremely fascinating as I was picking her up and I just couldn't turn off the radio. I told her that I hoped she didn't mind, but I was really into NPR. Well low and behold, she was too!!! I was thrilled. We talked about our favorite shows: All Things Considered, The Diane Rehm Show, Fresh Air with Terry Gross, The Kojo Nnamdi Show, you name it she was into it too. At last! Someone else to join in my obsession and who wouldn't judge me for starting every sentence with, "the other night, when I was listening to NPR...".
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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