Working at WTTS now, I just answered the phone, and on the other end was a woman whose voice can only be compared to a character Tracey Ullman would create.  You know, a very nasal-based voice from someone who refuses for fully open her mouth to form syllables.

Obviously drunk/high, she talked about how when people asked her what religion she was, she responded with “WTTS,” and that she loves Bloomington but needs to leave: “There are people who have some…power over me, here.”

All I could do was to thank her for listening and wish her the best the coming new year.

“And the best to you,” she slurred.  “I want all the best for you this year.  I want more for you! I want you to have…magic, twinkling moments.”