work has been seriously stressful lately. don, my handy assistant(ha!), has been on vacation all week. so i'm basically putting the paper out by myself each night. the paper is woefully understaffed nowadays, so a lot of my time is being sucked up answering phones, dealing with readers and funeral directors looking for obits and special advertising sections and all kinds of things other than just the core of my job. it has its fun moments, though.
the other night we led with a story about how drug dealers are now using cell phones to take orders and then delivering themselves, rathering than standing on street corners. we ran a HUGE banner headline: DIAL 9 FOR DRUGS across the top. i think i blew it out to like 120 pt type, which most papers would only use to announce something like a presidential assassination or nuclear war.
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