After researching the U.S. Marshals web site for information for a story tonight at work, I came up on what may be the greatest nickname ever. Sadly, Mr. Waters wasn’t the fugitive I was researching, so I didn’t get to post that on the station’s site.
And believe me, I tried to find a way.
Speaking of crimes, apparently, sodomy is legal in Houston and I love it. No one deserves to be on the losing end of a “40-point lead, but we’re still gonna throw the ball” loss than Tulsa coach Todd Graham. At least he seemed somewhat gracious in his postgame comments on the loss, I guess.
Of course, karma being what she is, BG will probably face Houston somewhere down the road and a 70-30 outcome won’t be quite as comical.
Speaking of BG, hoops season is underway and while the men followed up an exciting overtime win Friday with handing Minnesota the game in the first half Saturday, they fought back pretty impressively in the second half, cutting a lead that was once 20 down to three before committing a dumb turnover and not quite getting the shots down the stretch. It’s going to be an exciting season for that squad, I can just tell.
As Nebraska works to tighten up it’s “safe haven law”, which has led to almost three dozen kids being herded to the state to be left by parents that don’t want them, no questions asked, I am still reminded of this cartoon when I see one of the stories.
What in the hell could be going off somewhere within earshot of my house that sounds like fireworks, but probably isn’t fireworks, or could be gunshots, but probably isn’t gunshots?
Without getting too sappy and emotional, today was a tough day. Things were going along fine, I was my usual step behind in getting ready for work, because there’s always one more e-mail to check, one more blog to read, one more Facebook update to check on.
And that’s when I found out.
Through a series of Facebook entries, then visiting the website for my old station, I found out that a former co-worker and friend had passed away.
Continue reading Goodbye
I’m not a huge believer in karma, I don’t think, and it’s probably a good thing. I mean, my sense of humor comes in a million shades of blue, and my wit usually runs at about an 85 on the inappropriate scale. Just tonight, I had a producer at work suggest that I stick around for the morning show to serve as “commentator” to the news. I don’t think the bosses would like that for long.
But anyway, even as a non-believer of karma, I must have done something right.
Continue reading Living right?