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January 19th, 2010 - Steve Lackmeyer

Day in the Life: Steve Lackmeyer

Day in the Life of Steve Lackmeyer, Business Writer, The Oklahoman: Dec. 9, 2009.

6:04 a.m.: Noise from radio clock thing on table going off. Don't ask me to share what's on my mind right now. Indistinguishable thoughts.

6:15 a.m.: In shower. I got a flat tire on the way home from the MAPS 3 watch party last night. Had a great time crashing the event (wasn't covering it), catching up with all my sources. Talking to wife about changing up morning routine and about an intriguing book offer pitched to me last night.

6:32 a.m.: Setting up older son's breakfast, talking about his school adventures.

6:50 a.m.: I'm quickly scanning headlines from the Journal Record, Oklahoma Gazette, The Drudge Report, threads at OKC Talk and my own blog, OKC Central. Must remember to log in later to promote tonight's debut party for the Skirvin book. I turn on the morning news shows, and they're still talking about Tiger Woods. Good grief, people - he cheated on his wife, and she's destined to get most of his money. Story over, move along, nothing more to see here ... though I'm sure the hell-spawned tabloids and paparazzi will think otherwise.

7:15 a.m.: I'm waking up younger son, getting him ready for daycare. He's cranky, as he's the late owl and my older son is the early riser (it's always a fun combo in the morning). Wife and I agree that I'll go to garage to get tire replaced, and she'll meet me there.

8:10 a.m.: I already have my car back, the kids are in school and daycare and wife is at work. This "emergency" was fixed a lot faster than I expected.

9:04 a.m.: Meeting with Bricktown Association director Jim Cowan over coffee at Prairie Thunder Bakery. Over the past couple of years, I've seen Jim bring order to chaos, but that hasn't gone over well with everybody. I've seen him hit with some pretty cheap shots, but he typically just brushes them off.  

9:50 a.m.: On cell phone with Doug Loudenback, talking about yesterday's election and, more importantly, plans for the next meeting of Retro Metro OKC, a new local history group. I'm very, very relieved it's finally Dec. 9 and the MAPS 3 election is over. Everyone knows Doug and I are friends, which made it very awkward for me as Doug went on a crusade delving into MAPS 3 issues. Back to history - which I really, really like. I am a history geek at heart.   

10:00 a.m.: Covering Urban Renewal meeting. Very dry agenda. I visit with director JoeVan Bullard afterward about status of various projects put on hold by the economic downturn, and make fun of Homeland Security for diverting the shipment of the Skirvin book.

11:30 a.m.: Meeting with James Ellison, who moved to Oklahoma City earlier this year with his wife. She oversees the Thunder's dance team. This Seattle transplant is just a small hint at the influx of talent that came as a result of the NBA moving to Oklahoma City. Ellison is sharing some pretty cool ideas for new affordable housing he's hoping to develop in MidTown. He suggested meeting at the Museum Cafe, where everything is very nice and the food is great. But truth be told, I'm more comfortable with fine dining at Beatnix, Subway or Iguana. While at the restaurant I see a water glass break at a nearby table - I'm pretty sure the victim was none other than SandRidge Energy CEO Tom Ward.

1:10 p.m.: I'm exhausted, and my boss, Clytie, previously agreed to let me take some vacation time for this afternoon. But instead of resting, I'm trying to finish up a scrapbook for tonight's book debut party.    

3:12 p.m.: Geez, where did the time go? No nap, just a bunch of calls from various beat contacts about stories I'm working.

3:23 p.m.: Picking up older son, then my mom, to go to book signing. My mom wants to listen to Mark Shannon on KTOK, but I insist on turning it off after his language goes a bit blue during a rant about MAPS 3.

4:53 p.m.: We get to Skirvin. Gotta love valet parking. I arrive in the room at the same time as co-author Jack Money. People are already waiting.

7:33 p.m.: Just got to look at the time. The book signing is done - we easily had 120 people or more, including Mayor Mick Cornett (who looked, understandably, a bit tired) and my paper's top editor, Ed Kelley. But my favorite visitor is Mrs. Marvin Tucker, whose husband is a key hero in our book. Toward the end of the signing, I give the Tuckers a tour of the hotel.  

8:12 p.m.: A group of us arrive at Iguana Grill for a celebratory dinner. Restaurant owner, NW 9 developer and engineer (which hat does he like wearing the most?) Steve Mason is here, having been at our book party an hour earlier. After some fun teasing, he has a tour of his appetizer menu delivered to our table. We're almost full by the time our meal arrives. The food is, of course, damn good.

10:36 p.m.: I'm back home, I'm exhausted. I visit some with my wife, who stayed home with our younger son, and then briefly log on to my computer to check messages.

10:42 p.m.: Good Lord, Tiger Woods stories still? I guess peace has been reached in Iraq and Afghanistan, the Democracy protesters have won the day in Iran, and our economy has totally rebounded. What a relief to know those more important news stories aren't clogging up the airwaves any more.

10:57 p.m.: That's it: I've got new tires, we sold more than 100 books, and I've had one hell of a final meal for the day.
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