Captain’s Log

Captain’s Log – 

Here we go again… sitting to write the column when we should be sending the paper instead of writing in the early morning quiet when I can actually focus and formulate a coherent thought. Which makes me start humming that song, and Dolly Parton jumps into my brain, singing that song. 

I had to actually look it up, “Here you go again, looking better than a body has a right to…”

We used to do this a lot when we first started the paper on layout days, a song for every situation. We had a really extensive list we would write on the whiteboard every time someone broke into song, and then we would add it to our Fallon Post Spotify list. It’s the only thing that makes musicals make sense. I remember in seventh grade, when Mr. Sorensen would make us watch musicals, and the groans of despair as soon as the actors broke their lines and burst into song. 

We actually all probably loved it, but the cool factor and peer pressure prevented public enjoyment of “Bless Yore Beautiful Hide.” 

When you’re watching a movie with thirty other 13-year-olds, it seems rather strange for all conversation to stop mid-scene and the cast break into song. But then there’s our office, and it doesn’t seem strange at all. 

We have a lot of fun at the newspaper. There’s gotten to be quite a few of us since we expanded and then added RANGE, and all the personalities and quirks have created a cool little family. I’m grateful we all get along, and most days someone will have me in stitches or pull off some miracle, and my heart just bursts with pride and affection. 

Building a media empire is one thing, but building a family inside these walls (our walls include our remote team members, too; we have big walls) is one of the coolest things that’s ever happened to me. 

We are a lucky crew, and we count you all, our loyal readers, as part of the magic too.

So, while I try to get this water off my keyboard, we’ll all still be right here…

…Keeping you Posted.

Rach