The renovation sort of continues. Nothing has happened since the new carpet went down.

Well our last reporter writer left us for a nearby TV station where she can do real work.

The new TV control room is just barely under construction. Many racks for future equipment are in, but no equipment to put in them.

The studio has new curtains and dimmers. Our gods gift to TV decided architectural control was the way to go since it made managers happy by ease of turning the thing on. No thought to making changes or doing cues.

My only assignment is to record the process, not easy when I have no idea what is happening, and no one tells me of things that are.

So I sit here and watch the pluff mud rise and fall with the tide and wonder if I can net any shrimp today from our office ramp to the water.

Now, how do I deal with a possible substance abuser in my change of command.

For now I keep the mouth shut.