I've done many things I regret over the years. Two of them involve my daughter Michelle, now 25. She was born on the day I started at 92 Moose. I left 30 minutes after she was born at, what was then, KVMC in Augusta. I drove across the river, met Mac Dickson (then Bruce Mainerd), and went on the air. I still hear about that.
Since Matt was 4-years-old, he's been coming into 92 Moose with me, paying attention and learning the trade. Now he's in it full time. Like me, his dream has always been radio and, like me, he's making it reality. Only he did it right, making sales a part of the mix.
He lost two teeth, played in a t-ball game, sang in a school concert and took the first jump into the pool this year. He's Evan Almighty and he's not afraid of anything! In fact, he let his Auntie Chelle pull out his first tooth like a champ without hesitation! Holy crap, Batman! I could never do that when I was a kid!
Always smiling...always happy...loves what she does. There's nothing not to love about Licia Morelli and it was wonderful to have her in the Moose studio again this morning. Judging by the calls, the listeners were happy, too!
I did not know about the story, "Walter the Farting Dog," until Micheal Parker (pronounced Michelle) introduced it to me. She had learned about it from Cony A.D. Paul Vachon and immediately knew that it would be a fun book for someone to read to the students in this class. She nailed it. The class was great, attentive, friendly and had a great sense of humor.
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Renee and I got a call from Susan this morning. Susan told us, as a matter of fact, that we have brain gate chips implanted in our brains! Listen to our exchange then a couple of subsequent callers. Fun stuff!
Because this is a conspiracy theory, we needed to dawn our tinfoil hats (Renee's creation!)
I snore quite a bit. Marie Anne even says I stop breathing for short intervals. She would know. She's sometimes kept awake by my snoring. I suspect that those times I stop breathing might be "assisted breaks," if you catch my drift. Actually, I'm kidding. I do that with serious matters because it helps me keep a distance from the potential problem.
"Would you still love me if I was ever in a car crash and disabled?"
That's the question I remember asking my girlfriend, Tammy, as I dropped her off at her job at Robinson's Nursing Home in Gardiner on Saturday morning, 6/21/80, the first day of summer and a couple weeks after I had graduated high school.
"Of course I would."
Thanks to Renee Nelson for letting Mac Dickson and I duct tape my cell phone to your Hello Kitty scooter! Once it was on there, I didn't have to worry about holding it while I rode throughout the city singing and yelling at everyone who went by. After all, it was Take Your Scooter to Work Day.
There's truly nothing that has made my life more complete than being a dad. I've had the honor and privilege of raising two great kids who I have always been, and continue to be, proud of. There's no experience that can compare to the awesome, sometimes trying, experience of being a parent.
Well, as much as I'd like to say it's a pleasure not having unsightly skin tags lurking around on my neck anymore, I have to tell you, they were a part of me and tonight, when they'd normally be safe and sound right with me, they're in some pile of medical waste at my doctors office.
Well, Mac's on his way to the Doc's for who knows what, Renee's groovin' to the tunage and I'm getting all geeky with the equipment. That, my friend, is just another day in our lives! Oh, I realize I called this feature by it's wrong name in the actual video. That's because I'm an idiot!
I knew when I looked outside and saw that the snow had melted away from the top of the pool. Something was wrong. The water, or ice, should have been about level with the top, given all the rain and snow we've had. It was not. I cringed and then investigated.