43 minutes until I’m finished with the SLC market conversion.

Not that I’m counting.

Every market I go to usually has one of their stations playing over the PA system throughout the day, usually their classic rock station. That works for me, I like the old dinosaur rock. But do they all have to play .38 Special‘s “Hold On Loosely”?

Talking to one of the staff here at the radio station about something that wasn’t working the way she wanted it to, I told her: “There are no problems, there are only opportunities for solutions.”

I have no idea how those words came out of my mouth. Clearly, I must be channeling someone who gives a fuck.

In Salt Lake City for work, converting 9 radio stations from their old traffic & billing software over to my company’s T&B software. I’ve been here since last Monday, the 19th, and I’ll be here ’til Friday morning.

Well, that’s not true; I did get to go home over the weekend. Normally I’d stay over the weekend (which would make for 12 days on the road; a long time away from home), but this was a 3-day weekend so I figured I’d fly home on my own dime on Southwest, which I did. I’m glad I did it. We had a nice family-style weekend, pretty low-key, no arguing, just spending time together. Nice. I didn’t go out riding with the motorcycle guys, either, I just stayed home for the QT (Quality Time). Nice.

I did get out to play poker Saturday night, though. Had a good night, too. Played $6/$12 Hold ’em for the first time, cashed out +$300. I usually play $3/$6 and pretty consistently cash out +$100, but I was really nervous about trying my hand at 6/12. I’ve tried 4/8 a few times and keep getting crushed there — I have some kind of mental block there or something; I just can’t play my game. 6/12 was a big jump by comparison, so I’m glad I got out of it alive. I’ll have to try it again to see if my survival was a fluke.

Other activities for the weekend: dinner with Mom, buying a new digical camcorder for Beth, Zoe got to play with her brand new Slip n Slide. Nice.