Radio Gigs, Podcasts and Hot Dog Flavored Potato Chips

ARMAND ROSAMILIA

Surf FM

I’m once again moving on up, to a deluxe apartment in the sky… OK, maybe that’s the wrong opening line.

When I first started back in June on 1700 AM The Surf it was truly a dream come true. Not only did I get to talk writing and publishing with two co-hosts (which then became one co-host), but I got to broadcast a music show live with all the killer tunes I grew up on and love.

1700 AM in Flagler Beach is morphing into 97.3 FM very soon, and I’m excited to be a part of it. Station owner Vern Shank has some really great plans for the station and you’ll still be hearing me on the air on Friday nights. But in a slightly different format…

I had a sit-down with Vern yesterday about my role at 97.3 FM and how I could stay on while balancing my…

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A Moment in the Sun

Abby Has Issues

We were lucky that Easter Sunday this year was picturesque in terms of weather. For the first time since October we reached 70 degrees and had sun, something we could only fantasize about during the harshest winter in history.

I took advantage of the opportunity and spent part of the afternoon working outside before sitting in the sun on my deck, listening to the ballgame on the radio and watching the squirrels perform Cirque du Soleil moves on my half-empty feeder.

squirrel

As I sat there, I remembered scraping the ice off my windshield on those subzero mornings, driving 20 mph to work on icy roads and shoveling feet of snow. At that time, all I could think about was a) where I could move and b) how much I would appreciate days like we were having that day—warm, sunny and safe—if the frozen ground ever thawed.

But then…

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LESS IS MORE – THIS WEEK

SERENDIPITY

Great Expectations: Weekly Writing Challenge

I used to have expectations. Now, I expect little, but am grateful for anything that falls my way. If I wake up and am not in severe pain … if I can breathe in and out without coughing and choking. Finding Garry breathing softly beside me.

The future will have to take care of itself. Being alive and being with those I love is the center of the world. Given one thing and another, most of the things I used to want or expect seem trivial. Even nonsensical. Certainly meaningless.

Being alive, being loved, breathing air and having a future as a living person? That’s meaningful. The rest is commentary.

And that’s how I feel today. Ask me the same question again in a few weeks or months — and I know you will — and maybe I’ll feel entirely different. It’s magic!

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