Okay, just let me say upfront that I'm not usually one to toot my own horn, and normally I probably wouldn't mention this until after I really know that it happens... But, there is a possibility that I will be on the National Public Radio show "
Weekend America" this Saturday. Like I said, normally I would just like to wait and make sure that it shows up and then just send a link to where you can listen online, but now that we are living the life of "slightly faster than dial-up" internet I realize that listening online isn't really an option for every one.
Here is the deal. Weekend American is a show that is carried by quite a few public radio stations across the country, in fact you can see if there is a station near you by
checking out this list (notice not many stations in Iowa...). I don't know exactly when I'll be on, if I'm even on at all, but I do know that I spent some time recording an interview earlier this week and had to send in a picture.
The short interview will include some "sound bites" from the farm and a bit of me talking about farming, faith, and the upcoming election. But, really I'm not sure what they will pick out because we talked for quite awhile and I believe they are going to condense it down to just a few minutes. Hopefully it is a neat little deal...
So, there is your heads up... If it really happens I'll post a link whenever it is available. In fact I'll probably have to listen online because I don't think I'll be able to pull in a station at the farm!
Okay, just in case you didn't see it on my wife's blog or in the comments section of the last post here is a link to the little piece from this weekend. It is kind of an interesting deal because I suspect I spent about an hour talking, and then the recording guy probably spent another 30 minutes just getting sound. After all of that it was condensed and stitched together into the few minutes that you can listen to online. So, the big question is how many people listened to my rambling about the chicken in the muddy pigpen or heard me trying to keep our dog Sophie from eating the microphone...
