Did you know "The Radar Report" will be celebrating it's 20th anniversary in June? Well it is! I started "blogging" before the Internet. More on that in a moment.
I was in school in Tennesse when I earned the nickname Radar. I wasn't a gossip. I just always seemed to be in the right place at the right time for information. I was observant. I could put two and two together. Even a few years ago, Mom was watching a General Hospital and she was clueless the identity of the bad guy. I knew who it was from the beginning of the story line. After all, what a great way to bring the character back in, but I digress.
For instance, one time in college, I was walking into my all-female dorm. The local pharmacy was making a delivery, and I heard the delivery man say who it was for. I told our dorm mom I could take it to her since I lived beside of her. (And the dorm mom was elederly and had trouble walking stairs, and I lived on the third floor.) The dorm mom was happy to take me up on the offer, and the delivery man said, "That's medicine for mumps. If you haven't been vaccinated, don't get near her." Oh the days before HIPPA. . .
So, I deliver the medicine (I had to be revaccinated at that school year because the school said I had my MMR two weeks too early as a baby for it to count on their immunizations.) I said, "Guess what, you have mumps." That was news to her. Like I said, right place, right time.
So, once I left that school, I started a newsletter called "The Radar Report" which I published about every two or three months at first, and it dwindled to about twice a year until I started keeping up with friends via e-mail. It included all kinds of news of my life as well as friends' lives. I had a section "Tales from the Coupon Crypt". A couple of my favorite lines were "I had to fight off a moth in the shower" as well as the article "Local boy Makes Good on Way to DeVry" recounting the amusing story of how a friend went back to school to DeVry on Christmas Day and his car broke down and the town rallied 'round him in a "Save Ferris" fashion to get him a free hotel room, a garage opened up and fixed his car for free, and a pizza place gave him a free pizza delivery.
In true blog giveaway form, about a year into the print edition of "The Radar Report" I offered a "Radar's Cleaning House Sweepstakes". Yes, it really was a "cleaning house" sweepstakes. I gave away stuff from the house that was good, useable, but I didn't want. One friend was "blessed" with an 8 track tape player which he acually thought was cool. Another got a box of stuff she and her brother and sister really enjoyed, but I termed "Box of stuff perfect for when she holds their next yardsale." (They did every year to make money for the annual carnival in town.)
There was a freebies section where you could call 800 numbers and get free stuff. My friends were amazed in college I got a free pair of pantyhose by calling an 800 number. (Panty hose to girls in the 1980s who attended church regularly -- like gold!)
I'm thinking I might reprint parts of the print edition of The Radar Report at times. I pulled a few out the other night and was laughing so hard at some of the stories. I also would find funny photos and add to the stories. An example was when my youth group had new officer elections, I labeled a photo of the Supreme Court with names of those of us in the officer positions of the youth group.
I amused myself with the way I worded things as well. I hosted a Christmas party for friends one time, and I said "Partaking of refreshments were . . . " and then added, "Attending but not partaking of refreshments was . . ."
So that's why my blog is called "The Radar Report". :) Old habits die hard, and since I've been using "The Radar Report" as my newsletter name for years, seemed fitting to bring it into the 21st Century as a blog.