About a month ago I was having a conversation with a friend, she told me something that blew me away.
“Whenever I find myself worrying about anything — work-related or otherwise — I ask myself this, ‘Is there anything I can do to control the situation?’ If the answer is yes, I work toward a solution. If the answer is no, I tell myself, ‘Gravity,’ and move on.”
Continue reading Think about this — “Gravity”
Living in New York City, my dad watched a lot of Atlanta Braves and Chicago Cubs baseball. My dad’s two favorite players, Ryne Sandberg and Dale Murphy had a lot to do with that. Also, their games were available via WGN and TBS.
For whatever reason, those awful Braves teams — and, boy were they awful — stuck with me. To this day, I am an Atlanta Braves fan.
When I moved from Anchorage, Alaska, to Worcester, Mass., I caught a lot of flack from the neighborhood kids, who didn’t know me from a whole in the wall, calling me a band-wagon fan — only liking the Braves because they were one of the best teams in the National League and in the playoffs.
Never bothered me one bit, really.
Continue reading How did you become a fan?
Sunday night the American Idol! Live tour went to the DCU Center and left the close to 9,000 in attendance happy as they went home.
Sure, the tour featured music by the top 10 finalists of season 11, but, more importantly, in a time where this country is fighting childhood obesity, the tour was sponsored by Chips Ahoy! and Ritz.
Continue reading With Childhood Obesity on the Rise, Why Have Junk Food Sponsors?
(WARNING … THIS POST IS MASSIVE. IT’S ALSO VERY TRUE. ONE OF THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE.)
The night before, I sent an email to Peter Katsis at The Firm Management (Korn’s management, now named Prospect Park) for a free show at the Hammerstein Ballroom. It was sort of a CD release party for “Untouchables.” They played four new songs, I think, that night, but I am getting ahead of myself.
Continue reading June 10, 2002 (New York City, Korn, The Hammerstein Ballroom)
Disclaimer: If you don’t want to read anything else about 9-11 or religion since having it SHOVED down your throat by media, then stop reading here.
One of the more difficult times of the year for me is 9-11. Ten years ago, I made it to a television screen in time to see a friend die.
Continue reading My life before and after 9-11