Lucky Ducky

My friend Lauren is so lucky. She just won the COOLEST thing ever.

WXRT Chicago had a contest to win an Ultimate VIP package for a week, and after an essay and an interview, she WON. She gets to go to 8 concerts in 7 days, escorted in a limo, and then she gets to blog on the radio website and do live commentary on the radio in the morning. She's seen Lenny Kravitz and the Wallflowers so far, and she gets to see Garbage (twice), New Order, Wilco, Coldplay, and U2 before the week is out.

I am so jealous I can't stand myself. Go to the Land of Lulu link on this site for her personal blog, or the VIP Lounge at WXRT's site for the professional one.

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lulu said…
Mindy,
I can't tell you how much fun this whole thing has been-I've get to hang out with cool people from the radio station, I have my own driver, I have heard random people talking about me in stores, "Did you hear about that girl that won all those concerts?"
Plus I get to be on the radio, and evidently, I am pretty good. I haven't heard myself, because they prerecord it and I am busy teaching when it finally gets aired, but I guess the DJ said that I could have a second career as an on-air personality. woo-who.
Hey, speaking of music, did you get the CD I sent you?
3:17 pm
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