Random Musings.. Part 1 of a Billion

10:20pm on a Thursday night.. I'm just minutes from walking out the door to wrap up my evening shift at the station.

"Emily, wanna go shoot something?"

So there I was.. sitting in a station car with camera gear and Google Maps directions, trying to plan the best way to get to this South Bend intersection in as little time as possible without getting into a wreck or getting pulled over.

I should note here that I've not picked up a full-fledged TV camera since 2008. I started producing in January '09.. and the rest is black and white (newspaper) history.

I somehow survived.. and while my amazing (by amazing, I mean 'how the hell did I do that' camera work) video didn't make the 11p show.. it was a VO in the 6am show!!!

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Completely shifting gears.. I have been a Michigan fan since 2007 - the same year I got a chance to perform on the UofM campus in Ann Arbor with the TCU Concert Chorale and band.
I have this thing about buying shirts from every college campus I've visited, so I own a nice Michigan tee. But I've yet to get my hands on a Notre Dame shirt.. mainly because I have a couple of friends who wouldn't take kindly to it. I've bought a Kansas shirt here in South Bend.. but no Irish gear.

I just happened to throw on my Michigan shirt today - only to get yelled at the gas station to go back to Michigan. Funny. I have Texas license plates. Epic fail, dumbass-driver-who-probably-never-went-to-college-anyway!

Well.. I decided to show my Michigan pride at a local bar/restaurant tonight.. Enjoy.

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Anyone notice that the next Atlantic hurricane is set to be named Emily? Maybe she'll get the (raining) job done.. since Don obviously couldn't do it himself. :)

Here goes nothing

If you've read any of my blogs before - you know I have a hard time finishing what I've started. For some strange reason, I've decided to get back on and try again.

And if you've never read anything I've written... allow me to give you fair warning. I'm a 23-year-old overachiever who is as Type-A as they come and I have a knack for saying things that tend to come back and bite me in the... well, you get the picture.

I'm an emotional old soul, meaning I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve and I don't always fit in with my own age group. I usually feel more comfortable around people older than me, mainly because it guarantees a legitimate discussion about something other than grade-school drama.

Five months ago, I decided to make the big move from my beloved home state of Texas to the great state of Indiana. (Great? Well, I wasn't sure what else to call it. And I'm not a Hoosier by any means.. no matter what my driver's license says.) Why? Because it was time for me to break out of my comfort zone yet again and do something ridiculous... like move over a thousand miles from home to a place I've never been where I didn't know a soul. You can't grow if you don't try new things. I love Texas - it's where I was born and God willing, it's where I'll die - but there's got to be more to my own story than just life in the Lone Star State.

It wasn't that long ago that I was asking where Notre Dame was - I knew Indiana, but that was it. Surprise, surprise - the Golden Dome is now a hop, skip and a jump from my desk. I still don't know much about the Fighting Irish, except that their fans are a bit crazy and that their women's basketball team lost to my Aggies in the National Championship. And of course, Rudy.

Now I'm doing my best to navigate the wacky world that is television news and learn as much as I can without going insane. I like to say that my bosses enjoy throwing a wrench into the mix on a regular basis and that my job involves spinning straw into gold, but the truth is that I absolutely love what I do.

Don't get me wrong. There are days that I wonder what the hell I was thinking coming here.. and others that I have no idea what my life would be like if I hadn't seized the opportunity. Sometimes I'm just a twenty-something mess and if you don't like it, don't read. I'm hoping that this blog will actually help me remember some crazy moments on this journey so I can write my best-selling novel about my life a few years down the road. Trust me - this should be fun.

So with that being said.. here goes nothing.