Tuesday, October 31, 2006
We stayed at The Baird House. It was my first time staying at a Bed & Breakfast(a B&B if you are cool.) It was great. Almost like staying with relatives, except they are strangers.
The Watauga River runs across the street. Weather was beautiful the first two days. Made it nice for a stroll down by the riverbank.
Tom and Deede Hinson are the innkeepers. I felt at home as soon as I got in the door. Deede whips up breakfast every morning. Our favorites were the pumpkin pancakes, hashbrown casserole, and dill eggs. Here's how our days went. Fall asleep before eleven, wake up at 8:50. Walk over for a huge breakfast. Go back to bed until noon. Take showers, drive around and to mountain stuff until dark. Find a nice restaurant for dinner. Eat, start over again. It's a great way to spend a few days. We had a great time. Oh yeah, we also killed a bottle of wine Friday night. I don't typically drink wine, and I don't know that I'll be doing it again soon, but it was fun.
Oh, and after we saw this picture, The Lady and I decided to quit television and be professional models.
Monday, October 30, 2006
I've got a ton of stuff to write about. Vacation was great, Jim Travers took the blog on the road for a couple of weeks, another old friend tied the knot, and the Cowboys whipped our ass again. Stories and pics coming shortly.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
The Lady, Brian, and Mark also joined the festivities. They were a lot cooler than us since they actually rolled up to the motorcycle bar on motorcycles. That random womern there between Sherrie and Mark was there with her boyfriend and 13 month old child. She was also falling down drunk. Evidently her boyfriend was sober, so I suppose the baby made it home alright. I hope so.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
A bunch of people were at this rally. I'd say a few hundred. It will be touted as a success because so many people showed up, but if you have a rally at Wachovia Plaza where thousands of bankers work and give away free popcorn and cracker jack, chances are you'll have a good crowd. The Knights will eventually get a stadium uptown courtesy of the taxpayers and that's unfortunate. However, it will whip a lot of ass when it happens. I look forward to leaving work and walking to a ballgame someday.
Homer the Dragon supports baseball in uptown. Kate Barker has no opinion since she's a journalist. Homer is possibly the best mascot in professional sports.
I wasn't going to post this, but I was looking at my old pal Ross Taylor's website. He's a still photographer and has some amazing pictures from all over the world. Many of those show how bad poverty is in some countries and it made me think.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
The camera actually take some good pictures. Here's a shot of uptown this morning from the CMPD headquarters. I'm working my third Saturday in as many weekends. It's really not too bad. I also did some oversleeping this morning. I haven't overslept for work in a really long time. I was due in at five. My plan was to get up at five, call the assignment desk and see what the plan was, then roll in around six. I remember waking up specifically to turn off my alarm because it was hindering my sleep. Luckily ole' KC gave me a holler at 6 and told me to wake up. I got in at 6:30 and made the 7 am live shot with no problem. Oops.
I finally broke down and bought another camera yesterday. After weeks of very intense research and pricing, I decided on the Sony DSC-S600. I'm such a Sony whore. I use Sony exclusively at work and feel quite loyal. I looked at several Canons and even a Casio or three, but I kept coming back to Sony. This model is bigger than my previous camera which should keep me from losing it. It's a little cheaper and according to several website reviews also takes much better pictures. I got it from NewEgg.com and it should be here Monday. Since it's a bigger camera, I shouldn't lose it.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Me: Hey Jeff, my ex-girlfriend used to work for you.
JG: Oh yeah, who's that?
Me: Tara, she worked upstairs.
JG: Oh yeah, I remember her. Wow, your ex-girlfriend and my ex-employee. What's that about? Maybe we should interview you.
A big thanks to Jeff Gordon for giving a thumbs up for Lukemia Research.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Anyway, the Cardiac Rehab program was fun. I was 25 amongst heart patients ranging in age from 35-84. It's basically a bunch of old rich guys who've had heart attacks. They all have a good time. Tuesday was the 13th annual Cardiac Rehab golf tournament at the beautiful Fort Mill Golf Club.
Here's our team. Jim McKernan is on the far left. Jim is 82 years old, whipped cancer's ass three times, suffers from heart disease, and could easily pass for 62 years old. Watching the man play golf and walk around a golf course is amazing. Tan Ganatra is on my left. He founded a multi-million dollar telecommunications company. Tan is easily one of my favorite people. He gets up every morning at 2:30 and doesn't go to bed until 10 at night. He's retired, but still works full time giving away millions of dollars at a time to charities around the world. It makes me want to be rich so I can give it all away. Tan whips ass. Phil Harmon literally rounded out our team. This was the third year we'd all played together.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
I met Ashley approximately ten seconds before this picture. I asked her to pose for a picture, and she replied, 'Oh, is it for the blog?' Evidently this website is making the rounds amongst strangers on the other side of the state. Who knew? Ashley smiled more in three hours Sunday afternoon than I have in three years, and I smile a lot. She walked in the door to roll down the aisle and she damn near jumped through the roof 40 feet above. I've seen happy brides. Ashley was in a delirious bliss that I'm certain won't end until about March or April. It was neat.
I got to meet a lot of the The Lady's friends from college. It was great to put voices to all of these pictures I've seen over the last six months. We all had two meals together over the weekend and they were great. Good food, drinks, and really good company. I've always opined that your closest friends are a direct reflection of yourself. The Lady's friends in Wilmington are wonderful people.
Two of those people are Roger and Kate. They were kind enough to let us stay at their house for the weekend and drive us around post beverage consumption. Roger and Kate don't suck. In fact, they whip a lot of ass. And if you are looking to adopt a pet, a Boston Terrier is a fine choice.
The Lady won a contest at the wedding. Four married or commited men were surveyed about who had the best boobs. She won unanimously. I tried unsuccessfully to get a real picture of the award winners. I'm sure she was happy to spend a weekend with all of her best friends and see one of them get married, but I very sincerely think this was the highlight of her weekend.
I'm glad she's around to pretty up pictures I happen to be in. We went to the wedding, met friends, made new ones, saw a happy couple, drank free beer, and the Panthers beat the Browns. Sunday didn't suck.
I don't know that I've ever walked into The Rat's Nest without at least one twelve pack of beer under my arm. It's just the right thing to do. Lately I've been drinking Miller High Life Light and it's been the house beer alongside PBR at The Rat's Nest ever since they opened the doors. I had a twelve pack of the high life as we walked in and Shelia quickly told me that they had hit the big time. Pabst Blue Ribbon now sponsors the store on Gallery Crawl nights. This is a big deal. They provided TEN cases of the most decorated beer in American history for consumption Friday night. The Rat's Nest has officially arrived.
The Loose Lugnuts continued their tradition of being the worst country music cover band in Charlotte. They now have a harmonica player who brings a whole shit load of harmonicas with him. He immediately takes the band to a higher level since he doesn't suck. Notice that sweet PBR sign behind the stage. Mark tries to be a big showoff when he plays guitar. Instead of playing a normal, three fingered, first fret A, he goes way up the neck and bar chords it. I reckon if I was an above average guitar player, I'd do the same thing. Mark recently filled in at lead singer for the Rock Hill based Truckstop Preachers. They typically don't suck so I suppose Mark doesn't either.
Brian continued his streak of wearing a gay shirt. That's a shame because that sweet hat has been signed by multiple country legends including Willie Nelson and Gene Freakin' Watson. At least it wasn't a pink shirt.
I really, really need to head over there more often. I've never had a bad time at The Rat's Nest.
Friday, October 06, 2006
This house dedication was so important that Ronald himself made an appearance. He's a creepy dude. Real creepy.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
I shot enough video and hung out in a corner waiting to get the interview when I started looking around. There's old beer signs, ashtrays everywhere and that general feel of a really 0ld bar. I then realized that this is likely where my grandfather drank a good portion of his beer. I'm talking about my Dad's dad. He died when my dad was twelve. He was prisoner of war in World War II and evidently was never the same when he got back. He was a real son of a bitch when Dad was growing up. Never went to any of his football or baseball games. Was a raging alcoholic. Would drop Dad and my grandmother(she died when Dad was 19) off at the supermarket and then go get hammered and forget to pick them up.
After the Q&A with Hayes was done, I asked one of the the Legion folks if there was an old member's list around somewhere. He said he didn't know of one. I wasn't sure if it was the American Legion or the VFW that my grandfather did his drinking at, so I called Dad. He said he drank heavily at both places which were an easy drunken stumbling distance away from each other. I sat there for a while and looked at the old bar where my grandfather drank his family away. I wasn't upset or anything, but I wish I could know more about him, even if he was a horrible father to my father. I've got a couple of qualities I think came straight from my other grandfather. The only similar quality with this grandfather I'm aware of is we both like to drink beer. I'm guessing there are others. I'll probably never know. Dad doesn't really like to talk about it. Dad doesn't even really enjoy his hometown because there's so many bad memories there.
Dad also mentioned one of his old houses was behind the Legion. His mom bought this house for $9,000 dollars back in nineteen sixty something.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
It's also where Pete Kaliner speaks so loudly about the politicians with other media, that they sometimes hear him and shoot dirty looks in his general direction. Unless it's a clueless gentleman on the stage left side of the dais on Monday nights, he normally just laughs. Pete is also the best dressed reporter in Charlotte even though you'll never see him on the radio.
This is basically the same angle as the other one, but this is on Caldwell Street over I-277. Jim Travers' camera takes excellent pictures without the flash. We've got about a month left of these nice sunsets.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
In a rather non-manly moment this afternoon I went to Concord Mills after my evening live shot to check out the Banana Republic Outlet. I used to not give a horse's ass about how I dressed, but my ex-lady and dear friend Tara forced me to wear half decent clothing. She'd buy it, and I'd wear it. When we broke up, I continued to wear clothes that weren't terrible. Over the last year or so, Banana Republic has really grown on me. The outlets have are affordable and their clothes are rather simple meaning I can go in there and pick things out all by myself. I've bought a ton of clothes up in there, up in there. In another non-manly moment, I texted The Lady on the way there and asked her if she'd be upset if I went to Banana without her. She quelled my concerns by telling me she supports all shopping.
Ok, so it wasn't the 'right' thing to do, but being a male, I certainly did. So did my cop friends. However, NONE of them actually inappropriately touched any students like Concord Police Officer Jeff Efird is accused of doing. He works at the relatively new Jay M. Robinson high school in Concord.
Damn near all of the Concord Police officers I've dealt with have been real nice. My favorite is Chief Merl Hamilton. He smokes a ton of cigars and is always easy to deal with, even on the stories where it's extremely negative for his department. When someone needed to go arrest one of his officers, he did it himself. I doubt many chiefs actually arrest people. I'd bet Chief Hamilton actually pulls people over for speeding everyday, too.
So, cops touching students in a bad way, and people shooting up high schools. I'm starting to wish my sister wasn't high school english teacher.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Lucky for us, we didn't suck yesterday and pulled off a 21-18 victory. Praise Jesus! Anyway, we decided this summer to take tailgating a little bit more seriously than in previous seasons. That means at least three things.
1. Get there early. We started at 9:30 yesterday morning.
2. Cook our own food. I love the Bojangles tailgating party pack, but it was time for a change.
3. Drink more beer.
We've accomplished all of those. Yesterday we did brats and a couple of burgers. I must say that the brats were quite good. First time we've done those and we'll most certainly be doing those again. I think wings are on tap for the next game. Oh, my!
The Lady loves tailgating so much she barely left the bed of the truck. She enjoyed a couple of tofu dogs with carrots and celery. I tried the tofu dog, but it didn't do much for me. Either way, the food and the tailgating continues to get better each week.