Three things I would not be good at

I was just thinking today and realizing that some things people know how to do and I have no idea where to start.

1) Buying drugs. I mean, I am pretty sure I know people who know people.* But if I really wanted to get down and dirty with some illegal substances, I wouldn’t have the foggiest idea where to look, and I’d probably be stupid enough to put it on Facebook- HEY, ANYONE KNOW WHERE I CAN SCORE SOME POT? And then the Durham Police Department will debate whether they want to highly publicize the entrapment of a 40 year old suburban mom who just wants to get high. **

2) Lawyering up. I read the internets, I know that if a police officer wants to talk to you, it’s really best to have a lawyer present. Even if you’re not under arrest. The only problem is how do you find a defense attorney? I mean, on television (and everyone knows that is real) people always talk about their lawyer like their dentist, or even a close friend. Someone whose number they have on hand, and the lawyer is just waiting at the starting line for the gun to go off so they can run to rescue you, briefcase in hand. Only, the only lawyers I’ve worked with have been real estate and estate lawyers. We bought a house and made wills. I don’t think my last will and testament lawyer is going to come running if I get arrested. I interviewed some IP lawyers but I don’t think they count either. ***

3) Baking bread. Although I am aware this is something that can be learned, with practice.


 

*I do not want drugs. This is hypothetical.
**I am aware that this is how the television show Breaking Bad starts out.
***Still hypothetical. I do not need a lawyer.

Update on recording

I recorded a show this week, and discovered the audio file got corrupted. i have to record again, which is sad-making. I’ll try to get it done this weekend and struggle back into a regular schedule.

This week I went to Busch Gardens with the kiddo, where we discovered that people do not want to go to an amusement park when there is the threat of rain, even if it’s lovely and mild, but if it’s 40 degrees and sunny, they will go in droves. We preferred the sort of rainy day. That is, until it started raining really hard.

We stayed at a nice hotel in Colonial Williamsburg, but that part of the state is strange, with few restaurants that aren’t attached to the historical area (and therefore packed.) The hotel restaurant was in a separate building (not a big deal unless it’s raining like crazy and 40 degrees.) and didn’t do room service.

The amusement park was fun, but the unexpected fun we had was at Colonial Williamsburg where we heard about this spy game they had for kids. Codes and cyphers and secret meetings with actors in town! We got all the information and went on our merry way. The letter you get starts with how revolution is starting, only Williamsburg is full of British sympathizers and they need to find people who are loyal the the rebels’ cause.

We got a blue bandana to wear, which would let the other couriers and people know who we were. Excited to play, we started out. Then we realized that Williamsburg was packed, completely packed with people playing this game. How were we going to have a secret meeting with the courier when hundreds of people around us were waiting for the same thing?

When the kiddo spotted a dog with the blue bandana on, that was it. We knew we were done. So, dejected, we wandered Williamsburg and tried to decide what to do. That’s when I came up with the idea that the town was fine, I couldn’t find any British sympathizers at all. The rebellion was downright healthy here. It seems what was needed was British double agents. So we walked around secretly collecting information for the British in order to report back about these Colonials who were getting uppity. It was amusing to us at least.

At night I tried to do work, but then I discovered my audio was corrupted. So, no editing for me. :( But I’ll get some work done this weekend, and will have all sorts of awesome stuff for you next week!