Wow has it been two years almost since I last regaled you with stories of my late nite happenings?  As you may have guessed a lot of stuff has happened in the world of Midnite 2 Six.  The biggest change is that I no longer have to work if I don’t want to.  Your first thought is wow he quit and became a hermit living in a cave.  Ha as it turns out that is pretty much true but not for the reasons you might think.  Do you remember about two years ago right around the time I stopped updating this blog, there was a Lottery winner of the largest drawing in the history of Lottery drawings?  No one had hit it for months and it kept growing and growing, well someone finally hit it all by themselves. 

Yep that was me.  You may be asking yourself why I am telling everyone and frankly it is a matter of public record so not much I can do to hide.  Which is why I’m now talking about it.  My story goes something like this and if you are one of those people who play the Lottery every time you’re not going to be too happy.  I hardly ever played the lottery and in fact don’t really believe in playing it other than as an exercise in imagination (you know imagine what it would like if I won millions).  But since I had been hanging out with Jerry, he would encourage me to play at times. 

So anyway sure enough I played(only bought one ticket for a $1) and the next thing I know, BAM, I’m rich. 
Not just rich but stinking wealthy rich.  Way more money than I can ever spend rich.

So what did I do with my new found wealth?  Paid off all my debts (which amounted to a three figure credit card debt and my bar bill).  I did buy a new car but that was pretty much it.  I’ve always had money and never really tried to keep up with the Jones so I was at a loss as to what to do with this windfall.  A couple of days after the shock had wore off and I’d got in contact with a financial person to help me sort this out.  I got a call from the radio station (they didn’t know yet as the lottery commission hadn’t announced my name) asking if I could work an extra shift.  A dj was needing some time off while his wife had their baby.  My first thought was, huh why should I work anymore?  My second thought was, sure why not.  And my third thought was, I knew what I was going to do with the money.

Yes you guessed it.  I bought the radio station.  It wasn’t too hard as it was owned by an out of state corporation that had fallen on hard times and was more than willing to off load an under-performing drain on their resources.

I rearranged everyone’s schedule to their liking and made sure I could still work the graveyard shift IF I wanted to.  Which works out great as I have been also helping out around town here and there.  So there you have it my life for the last two years and where I’ve been.  I’m still spinning records but now the format is what I want it to be and that’s pretty much what the listeners want.  I learned that working the overnite and I listened, which I’m very good at.  So if you got something to say to the boss of the radio station, give me a call.  I’m on the air every nite Midnite 2 Six, and I will answer the phone.

Oops the red lite is flashing, so that means I’m ON.

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