Jon James

As people were enjoying their socializing, snacking and swimming, my dad (Jon James) wouldn't stop talking about potato salad and how bummed he was that we didn't bring any to the party.

When it comes to April Fool's Day people absolutely love to have fun. Well, everyone that is committing the pranks that is, not necessarily the ones on the receiving end.

No matter how good these systems get today, these kids will never know the joys of playing Duck Hunt with that stupid little dog popping out of the shrubs and shaking his head in disappointment.

In honor of Jon James' final week on the Moose Morning Show, we wanted to have a suitable tribute. After the Super Bowl, we thought the best way to honor him by spreading the "Jonny Monkey Baby" craze across Facebook!

As I watched my frozen 24 pound turkey begin it's thawing process, I was struck by inspiration and song.

The question millions of viewers to these reviews ask me is: Why do you eat so much? Well, it's because, basically, I'm a swine. A bottomless pit. A chow hound. I'm not sure about that last one. The bottom line is, I like food more than just about anything, save for my family and friends. Don't worry, I'm not a cannibal.

So Marie-Anne comes home and announces, "I got you a new belt at Wally World to replace that ugly one you're wearing." "But I like the one I wear...it's all broken in and, well, it holds my pants up."

After years (I'm told) of snoring and having my breathing stop for as long as 20 seconds at a time, I get some relief when I go to bed tonight.

While Mac Dickson is recovering from surgery, Matt James, my son, is filling his role on the Moose Morning Show. It's the first time we've done an actual show together, even though he's been preparing to be on the morning show since he was four-years-old. Truth.

Yesterday David, Pam, Ray and Diane Turgeon came over to my house. They're my in laws and their visit, while always welcome, was for a purpose. They were there to take down some trees that trouble me every year by dropping endless amounts of leaves and acorns into the pool. Not this year!

I don't care for doctors visits that involve purple latex gloves. That said, however, I understand the importance of the particular test I endure once a year during my physical.

I might have tried to weasel my way out of the challenge had someone else put me up to it, but Evan has my heart. I couldn't let him down. Plus, it's a good lesson for him to learn, giving to others, even if it means doing something silly and something you really don't want to do.

Marie-Anne asked me on Thursday if I thought we should take the umbrella on the deck table down. I said, "nahhh, it's suppose to be rainy, not windy." My first red flag should have been the storm's name...HURRICANE Arthur. The phrase, "nahhh, it's suppose to be rainy not windy" keeps playing back in my mind like an echoy voice from a horror movie.

Alright...it was a bad year a few years back when my son, Matt, came into the house after going out and opening our pop-up camper. "The camper's ruined," is all he said. I immediately had visions of Matt, in typical style, standing by as it rolled down over the embankment. That wasn't the case. What happened was far worse. Mice had built winter nests in the canvas. Not only was it chewed

If you listen to the 92 Moose Morning Show, you may have heard us talking about Flat Stanley.  We have ALOT of Flat Stanleys thanks to Pittston School! They had send Jon a Flat Stanley earlier this year. Well, he had a few adventures, but went missing! So Pittston School student solved that problem with a PILE of Flat Stanleys.  As Stanley has an adventure, we post him and a picture on our office

This was taken in the over ten years ago. It is my number one all time favorite photo of Jon James. In the effort of full disclosure he was at a charity event, but posing on the sofa for me was perfection.