In my absence from the site, I’ve been doing a ton of promo work. Mostly Podcast spots—I’ll post the links as I get them.

Normally when I’m recording interviews BC is completely quiet. He knows the routine: If I’m recording from the car (which I do often), he puts his headphones on and doesn’t make a sound until I’m done. In the house, he stays downstairs.

So, two weeks ago I’m recording a Podcast spot in my bedroom and BC is in my bathroom. No problem, he knows the drill, right? Oy Vey!!



Interviewer: Tracy, tell us about your upcoming project.

Me: Well…

BC: *screaming from the bathroom* Tracy! There’s grapefruit in the toilet!!

Me: *mortified* Can we just…

Interviewer: Er…yeah, we’ll just edit that out.

Me: Yeah, thanks.


(Yes, Judy...that's the one you gals wanted me to keep. NO WAY!)





Re-record same Podcast a week later…


Interviewer: Tracy, tell us about your upcoming project.

Me: Well…

BC: *screaming from the bathroom* Tracy!! I’m making fudggies in the toilet!!!

Me: *mortified…again* Can…we...just…

Interviewer: Er…yeah, we’ll just…yeah…edit that out.

Me: Mmm, thanks.



I’m locking him out! Third time recording this blasted interview!