Marsha Loftis

{cough, cough} A couple of weeks ago I was unexpectantly sent a myspace email….

Marsha,

I have been meaning to do this for some time, but I kept on getting sidetracked by one thing or another. {This so happens to me ie Marsha all the time }
Anyway, this is Brian from the Technology and the Arts podcast and I was wondering if you would be interested in doing an interview with us at some point in the future to discuss your podcast and your obvious interest in sci-fi. {ever see a grown 40 42 year old woman jump around excitedly}

(I see you are a Battlestar Galactica fan…out of curiosity, have you ever watched Doctor Who–either the “classic” series or the post-2005 version?) {I’ve only seen a couple of episodes of DR WHO but watch BSG everyweek}

Anyway, if you choose to do the interview, we can then figure out how to do it. The easiest way might be for me to send you the questions via a regular e-mail and then you can record your answers and save them as an mp3 file you can send back. I can “splice” in the audio for my questions later in the finished product. {I’m technically saavy…I could comply}

That’s how we did it when we had Gregg Taylor of Decoder Ring Theatre as a guest, and that seemed to work out rather well (although I let the fanboy in me get the better of my editing instincts on that one and let the interview go too long).

You can reply to me either through MySpace
Thanks for your time. I look forward to hearing from you.

Brian Kelley,
Technology and the Arts

I was excited about being asked to do an interview. No one has ever asked before…After the excitement wore off I started to feel a little worried about sounding stupid. I didn’t want the world to think I was strange or weird. I recorded my answers, and rerecorded and then recorded again. I had a slight head cold that day and every time I listened to what I had recorded all I could think about was that I sounded nasally. It was a little hard to breath and talk at the same time. My nose wasn’t cooperating. And also my headphones and audacity software were being bad. Things weren’t sounding as clear as they should on the recording and I couldn’t get the volume to increase. Ever wonder why things fall apart technically when you are trying to do something fun?

So….Here is the interview. My segment is at the end of the podcast. I hope you enjoy.

Brian and John, Thanks so much for inviting me to be on your show.

When I got home from work last night around 9:30pm Morgan my 7 year old asked if we could film today. I think she has acquired the acting bug…  I have a couple of ideas in mind. One of which is the Heinz Ketchup commercial I have been meaning to make, the other is a story book. I will let you know. I have a ton of things to do today and I am not sure if I can fit it all in.

marsha

EDIT:

Today I have; a major headache, started the laundry, cleaned #4 daughter’s bedroom, attempted to fix vacuum cleaner, called every vaccum cleaner salesman in town to find a new belt for my vacuflow vacuum cleaner, ordered a new belt over the phone, Taken #2 daughter to college, picked up #2 daughter from college, took #2 daughter to talk to her academic advisor about graduating in the spring, and went grocery shopping for fruit.

I still have to: finish the laundery, pick up KFC and take my son to get a haircut.

I can’t find: the ac adapter for my sony camcorder. I am not happy because I had it just the other day. Why is it not with the camera?  I’m thinkin gremlins) UPDATE: I found it.

I need: extra strength Tylenol and a couple more hours in this day.

Question: If this is my day off why am I working so dang hard?

This is just going to be a quick synopisis of what happened. I can’t write all the dialog, well because it was just vulgar and lengthy.

TSO trainee and ME: ” You alarmed…please go back out and remove anything metal from your pockets. It might be your belt.

Man: {Much vulgarity and rudeness} “I’m taking my daughter to her plane….I’ve seen other people pass through after alarming. [no he hadn’t] “Not removing my belt…..get out of the way….my daughter is going to miss her plane.”

Me: {called for supervisor} passenger and father denied access until father decides to remove belt and be screened.

I swear some people have no clue!!!!!!!!! It was a belt, all he had to do was walk back out, remove the belt, put the belt in the xray machine and be on his way with his daughter. This man had major attitude issues. His daughter was crying because he was being rude and out of control. I felt sorry for her because all she wanted to do was catch her plane.

Ever have one of those dreams when you wake up and think “What the h*ll was that about?”

The Dream

Apparently in my dream I was employed and looking for another job. I was on the phone talking to someone that wanted me to fax over a copy of the keys. I didn’t know what keys I was suppose to be faxing but I was trying to be quiet about it and not draw attention to myself. I couldn’t understand the fax number and kept asking the woman on the other end of the phone to repeat the number. I could only understand 453 and then garbble, garbble garbble. It was frustrating.

Also, the job I was working at required me to tie people up. I don’t know why I was tying people up. I was attempting to tie up this teenage girl and not doing a very good job at it. A coworker comes into the room and asks me if I put on the sweetbands because I forgot to do that the last time I tied someone up. I didn’t know what she was talking about and besides I couldn’t find the rope I was suppose to be using. The coworker then tells me to be careful because I left cuts on the last person I tied up. I asked the girl I was tying up if her parents knew she was being tied up. The girls looks at me as if I am crazy and says “NO”. Why would she want to tell her parents? I didn’t know but I couldn’t help think that maybe she should tell them.

Anyway, the new job keeps calling still needing those keys faxed over. I still can’t understand the fax number. I didn’t know what keys they were talking about but apparently they had sent the keys to me and needed them back. I couldn’t figure out how to fax keys.

I woke with a slight headache.

Someone please tell me I’m not going insane. 

It’s time for another “And the conversation went”

The following customer is hugely pregnant and obviously smokes because cigarettes and a lighter were in her purse. She also smelled as if she had just recently lit up. Not that it matters but it helps knowing a little background.

Mag operator: “Female additional, no alarm”

Me: “Hello, ma’am, you have been selected for additional screening. Have you ever done this process before?”

customer: “No, I am just picking up a friend. I’m not getting on the plane”

Me: “Let me explain what we are going to do. I’m going to give you a limited patdown of your arms, sides, stomach, back and legs. We do the patdowns right here out in the open. Do you want a more private screening?

customer: “NO, what ever”

Me: “and then I’m going to run a quick test on your purse and shoes. “

customer: “OK”

Me: {the passenger was given a quick patdown} There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

customer: {doesn’t seem traumatized by the experience} “Nope”

Me: {looks into the passenger’s purse and finds a lighter} “I’m sorry ma’am but you can’t take this lighter into the checkpoint”

customer: {suddenly, irrate and not happy} “Why not? I’m not getting on the plane. I’m just picking up my friend.”

Me: {attempting to be polite} “I’m sorry but lighters are not allowed. Would you like me to walk you back out of the checkpoint so that you can put the lighter in your car or hand it off to someone else?”

customer: {more mad} “NO!! There is no one here with me. It’s a long walk back to my car….”

Me: {still practicing patience} “The lighter is not allowed in the checkpoint. You can surrender the lighter to me or go back out and put the lighter in your car”

customer: {yelling} “this is degrading…It’s a f*cking lighter…not a gun!!!! I am being harrassed. “

Me: {was going to call supervisor but he was already standing behind me}

Supervisor: {very stern} “Ma’am if you don’t calm down. I’m having you escorted out of the checkpoint. THE LIGHTER IS PROHIBITED!”

customer: {calm but still irritated} ” Fine, keep the….lighter…I just want to pick-up my friend and get out of this place…Can you hold the lighter for me until I get my friend?”

Supervisor and Me: {in unison} “NO!”

My second Battlestar Galactica fan video  “Of Little Girls and Cylons” is up on the scifi.com website. Yeah!!!!

Actually, I was really hoping it wouldn’t make the cut because I wanted to re-edit the thing differently and display it here. I am still going to edit the video. Actually, I am nearly done I need Morgan to film a scene for me next week but the scifi channel rules say I can not display my videos anywhere but on the scifi site. Which means I can’t display it here. I will figure something out.

Go take a look.

..And leave me a comment on the video…You know Marsha thrives on comments.