Infinite Highway


Bad news.

Four counties traversed, a snow shower, one dust storm, the ever-present and merciless wind, a heavy downpour of rain, all for naught and all before noon. Both interviews I had planned for today, fell through.

The first interview started off well. I asked the most basic of questions: so what does your organization do for the community?

And that person was off and talking.

Blah, blah, blah, me, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, myself, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, I, blah.

Thank you and I’m off to the next one…

Half-a-dozen phone calls last week and two more this morning and still I get only the answering machine. Cold calling for an interview rarely goes well.

“Hi, I’m…”
“Hey, boss, it’s that newspaper reporter guy, that keeps calling.”
“Sorry, we don’t even know when we’re actually going to be open for business.”

Now, my ego is such that being called ‘Newspaper reporter guy,’ is actually a compliment. Knowing my phone calls were heard, but not returned, kicks that same ego to the curb.

Naught.

There’s good news, though…

Four counties traversed, a snow shower, one dust storm, the ever-present and merciless wind, a heavy downpour of rain and I finally drove State Route 439, the Infinity Highway. Despite its name, I’m happy to report it does have both a beginning and an end, very finite.

The last time I was on this roadway, I was with my wife and it ended abruptly with a wall of dirt and rocks. We also interrupted a film crew, taping what looked to be a cross between CSI: Las Vegas and Grindhouse, dirty looks included for free.

Also got a couple of nice photographs out of the deal, but then I’m still down two stories before the deadline. Perhaps now that my powder is all wet, I can do a story on the Governor as he’s always good from some dynamite copy.

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