The latter, at least, I get to knock out and get paid for doing so this week as the director of the remote for a nightly half-hour special, "Smoke on the Water."
Did I mention that I've been miserable? Starting Wednesday, the first minute we set foot on Tom Lee Park to set up, I've been sneezing, sniffling and had a headache. I'm allergic to the Mississippi River, apparently. So much for my dream of being a riverboat captain. Oh, and my face looks like a turnip, and I have matching cold sore colonies on each side of my bottom lip. Stupendous.
This view is always in the top five of "Reasons I always knew I'd have a hankering to move back to Memphis."
As the official TV sponsor of the event, we're the only local station to have a compound within the party zone.
Inside the production trailer, my home base.
Down among the 200-plus teams, they get very creative with their booths, especially with Spain as the country being recognized for Memphis In May.
Contestants get ready for the Miss Piggie "talent" competition. To put it into perspective, teams begin rehearsing in January for this, and even longer to set up their booths, spend thousands and thousands of dollars, and if they win anything only get a percentage of that back.
Either the pig is asking for amnesty, or is a traitor to its people.
Thursday night was the Fox 13 client party, good for schmoozing, a band and catered barbecue. (It's kind of expected.)
It's been a good weekend, and I've got one more night tonight to wrap up after the awards are handed out, despite my allergies acting up like a two-year-old in the Backyardigan section of Toys 'R Us.
To be honest, though, if you're not competing and you aren't a friend of someone who is, there's not any reason to come downtown and pay to walk around, with vendors overcharging for BBQ that you can readily get on any street corner in a 50-square mile area.