So now, here's your chance to compare and contrast whether something I wrote is a blog or a “Life in the 906”.
Like I said yesterday, the blog I started writing turned into, with my knowing it, a “Life in the 906”. As I mentioned, I thought those were two separate things, but this one, for some reason, wasn't.
Who knew, right?
What follows is the blog I started to write as a blog, and then the TV version that ended up on the air last night. While it changed quite a bit from one version to the other, the basic idea is still the same. And, if nothing else, it shows how creative thoughts in one area take on a life of their own in another.
It's weird that way, I tell you.
So, the version I wrote for a blog--
It's like carrying a little bit of home with you, no matter where you go.
In ye olden days, when a young person left the UP to pursue their dreams they left the UP. Everything they had that connected them to the UP (with the exception of family, usually) was left behind as they started to build a new life in a different city. Aside from that aforementioned family, everything they had to tie them to "home" was left behind.
But not any more.
I
realized that while making several phone calls and texts to
individuals who've left the UP the past few days, and it struck me
as...unique, I guess. Because like I just mentioned in ye olden
days (like, when I was making my way in the world) you'd have to
leave behind most signs of "home" to start your new life.
But not any more.
Because these days you can take your "906" phone number along with you wherever you may end up.
It
was an eye-opener when I called two numbers last week to interview
people, one in New York and one in Detroit, and both of those were to
906 numbers. It's the same with my nieces inn South Carolina &
Florida, as well. They've kept their 906 numbers, and even use
them for business
These days, you really CAN take a piece of the UP along with you, no matter where you end up.
In
a (very) strange way, our phone numbers have almost become, like
Social Security numbers, a part of who we are. Kids get
personal phone numbers now when they're 9 or 10, and by the time
they're ready to strike out on their own these numbers have been part
of their life for so long that they can't bear to part with them, if
for no other reason than it would be a MASSIVE chore to inform all of
your contacts, the institutions with which you deal, and every other
entity you've used or have ever come in contact with about your new
number.
It's 100 jillion times easier to just keep your old, original number for, well, life.
But like I said, that's kind of a cool thing. That means no matter where you go or no matter what you do in life, you'll always carry a subtle reminder of where you're from with you. And that way, when someone asks for your number and then wonders why your area code starts with "906", you can tell them.
"906" is home.
And then, here's what I did on TV last night--
As to which one is better? Well, that's up for you, I guess, to decide. But if nothing else, it shows how an idea for one format can easily (perhaps even without you knowing it) morph into an idea for a completely different medium.
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