Somebody isn't in the parade mood!
I'll be honest, I wasn't exactly thrilled with having to help broadcast the Michigan Parade this year, or the Parade of the Decades in Honor of Lansing's Sesquicentennial, as it was known. Mostly, because Julie was in Dallas for the weekend and I had a hectic schedule with the kids. I had to reschedule a soccer game to make room and it was just the beginning of a long crazy day. On the flip side, I was able to take the kids and who doesn't love a parade?
Trains. Trains don't like parades, or at least this one.
When we hit the air at 11:30, we were stretching for five minutes because of a delay back at the front of the parade. So, David does his thing, I dance awhile then toss to Lauren Zakalik for a pregame chat with parade-goers then we throw to break. We expect to come back with floats. Word from our producer Tom Dolata is they may be delaying the start of the parade BY 30 MINUTES because the train is about to go through near Clara's. Nobody knows the train schedule? Tom decides we'll throw it back to programming for a few then be back when they get going. Tom is a veteran of parade broadcasts from his days in Cleveland, but for even for him, I think this was a first.
The delay ends up being about 10 minutes and we're back on the air. The parade steps off as the train whistles through town. Finally, we're good to go, having fun watching marching bands and listening to Tom's jargon. (Let it breathe = shutting up so we can hear the band play.) Everything is working like clockwork and then David and I notice something-- almost none of the floats and entries is in the order we have in front of us. Ten through 30 came through in a total random order. We finally went to break and Tom gets in our ears.
"Uhhh, OK, these are not in the order I had them. I don't know what they're doing up there. But you guys are doing a good job."
I actually laughed. Who cared anyway-- it was a parade. Let's just have some fun, I thought.So from then on, David and I chuckled at each other's jokes and disorganization of the parade. It was over before we knew it and our kids went home happy and armed with lots of candy.
Can't wait for the next sesquicentennial.