Several years ago I had a painting business. For a couple of summers after college, I spent my days on a shaky aluminum ladder, methodically moving a roller back and forth across freshly washed, scraped and caulked wooden siding. Painting a house is soothing, rhythmic and meditative. Over time, the repetitive motions become mindless and habitual and you start looking for something to occupy your thoughts. Most painters just smoke (I guess inhaling paint fumes isn't enough). But I was still a wet-behind-the-ears college grad and was eager to learn about the world, so I turned to radio.
Innovation is found at the intersection of ideas, concepts and cultures
-The Medici Effect