Radio Killed the Video Star

So, I have my own radio show right now. It's on Fridays from 2-4pm (MST). It is one of those things that I just love doing no matter how crazy or terrible my week has gone. What's not fun about listening to music you love and telling people about how awesome it is? It's also just one of those things that I always wanted to do when I was a kid... add that to the list.

There's just something about being heard by a number of people that I think is the greatest thing on earth... add that to the list of reasons why I want to be a broadcast journalist.

The radio station is great though. Fusion HD3, Utah State University Student Radio. Doesn't that just sound like it's a radio station ready to take hold of you and turn you into a music fiend? I've been working with the station for about the last three years, and when we started we had barely started broadcasting solely over the internet. Now there are over 60 people that are working directly for the station and plenty of people that are finally catching on to what this whole "student radio" thing is all about.

I, of course, recommend that you would listen at some point to the station. It really is different from the majority of stations you would listen to. Just go to radio.usu.edu. I know, very simple, so there's no real reason not to... right?

And Here... We... Go...

It's been over a year since I made an entry in a blog of any kind. I created a blog for a Beginning Journalism class of mine a couple of years ago, but I never really did anything with it. I am, yet again, creating a blog for the sake of a class. This time, however, it is for my Online Journalism class.

I will do better with this blog. I just have to.

I don't know why I feel this way about it. There has never been any real feeling within my soul to suggest that blogging would someday be something that I grew to have a deep appreciation for. Usually, I think my life has too much routine in it for it to be interesting enough to read about. I do a fairly good job with fabricating things, but anybody who wants to read fiction can go to any number of book stores and choose from any number of novels to fill themselves full of all the made up stories that they want.

Don't get me wrong. I am a HUGE proponent of the works of fiction. At one point in life, I had planned on being a famous author. That idea fell by the wayside to make way for a hopeful career in broadcast journalism.

This is the beginning though. Yes, another beginning. For all the beginnings I've had, I don't seem to recall having too many endings. I may only be twenty-three, but I guess I just would've figured that I would have wrapped up a few things by now. I suppose eagerly awaiting endings is on the menu.