So… first things first.. the audio quality of this particular show is just nothing short of complete crap. I
know that. So save the technical eMails. This was recorded in my Brother-in-Laws kitchen with equipment that is less than satisfactory but was all that was available. I highly recommend NOT using headphones.
I really thought that I should just round file it, but after a few days of fiddling with it I decided that it has been too long since there’s been a new show, so here it is.
Our POD arrives on the 2nd of August (a seminal date in my history), which means that by the middle of August the new studio *should* be set up, although there is one factor that could push that back a week or two.
We are in the house, roughing things until we get our stuff. But otherwise things are really great. Except for the heat. Yep, it keeps hitting 80 degrees here.
It’s crazy hot!
Yes, I’m kidding. Stay cool, my friends!
I wanted to drop an update an let ya’ll know how things are progressing up here in the land of trees and incredibly poor drivers.
Cami started her job today at the Bremerton Naval Hospital. Needless to say, I am thrilled about it, although when we showed up this morning to get her pass and ID, the office was closed because the Sailors who were supposed to be there were “late.” This is a new concept to me, as I was always under the impression that the one thing we Sailors could not be was “late.” Nevertheless, she finally made it in and I went off to my job working on the management side of Real Estate. Read the rest of this entry
In the summer of 1982, I literally worked my butt off to get to Bremerton, WA. When I left there in the Spring of 1987 it was with the understanding that I would be back. I planned for sooner rather than later, but I would be back to what had – at that point in my life – become “home.”
It’s funny how life moves sometimes and how we end up going to places we never imagined we would be and doing things we never thought we’d do. And in the process sometimes we forget what we thought that we wanted. perhaps we forget about things or something brighter and shinier comes along to distract us from what we thought we wanted.
Time moves inexorably forward, and here we are, almost exactly thirty years later, and the time to go “home” has finally come. Which is strange to me, as over the last twenty years, this – the 209 – has become “home” to me.
So, for the final time from the palatial studios located in the heart of the Great Central Valley of California, here is the last ever 209 Episode of Plausibly Live – The Dave Bowman Show…