Thanks to the powers who be at the ol' P-T, I will NOT be on Chicago public radio station WBEZ's Eight Forty Eight segment tomorrow; they said it would be more appropriate for a staffer to do it, because staffers have beats (or something much closer to beats) than I have. I would also be remiss by leaving out that upper management? Was a little afraid that I would say something that I perhaps shouldn't, like "fuck" or "vagina" or some other word that could no doubt fly out of my mouth without my realizing it.

But how fucking cool is it that I was even considered!?!?! EXTREMELY FUCKING, that's how.

I mean, I was doing working (shut-UP, Amy) on a transportation story today when all of a sudden in my e-mail arrives this note from an editor at WBEZ telling me to call her. I did, and she said they were going to be featuring NWI in that particular show, and would I be interested in talking about the important issues in NWI? She said she'd seen my byline quite a bit and thought I'd be a good source, especially since I'm a woman. Instead, however, they chose Shidy, who's made me SWEAR I won't listen to her. I promised her I probably wouldn't even be awake by then, so no worries. But that was, like, really cool. First yesterday, then today!?!? It's been a pretty good week, if I do say so myself.

Of course, now if I could just get laid ...