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EuroTrip Day 3: Day at Sea

It’s amazing what a little sleep does for you. We slept in since our first day was out to sea, and it felt great to be on Europe time. After getting up, we had lunch at O’Sheehan’s, a mid-ship pub that sits in the heart of all of the activity on the boat. After lunch, we took a stroll around the boat – which is pretty massive.  We found the basketball court on the deck and shot some hoops. My...

EuroTrip Day 2: Boat. Sleep. Eat.

Success! We made it to Barcelona (BCN) at about 11:30AM local time. That makes it 5:30AM back in Orlando, and boy, you can feel it. The flight was fine. But there was a lot of tossing and turning. I simply can’t sleep on any plan. Tara says I was out cold for a few hours. How she knew that is beyond me because she was comatose the entire flight it seems. Barcelona’s airport is so nice. Clean...

EuroTrip Day 1: Comedy of Errors

How we got here is beyond me, but I’m glad we made it. We managed to make our way ‘across the pond’ even after some epic American Airline failures. Tara and I are fighting to flip our sleeping schedules, so instead of 8:00AM in Florida, it’s now 2:00PM as we cut through the Strait of Bonifacio in between Corsica, France and Sardinia. This is all new to me, as I’m a ‘European Rookie’. But lets...

Investigation Discovery shoot

My first job in Television News was at KAAL-TV in Austin, Minnesota. The man who hired me was Gary Peterson – a man who knows news and has covered it for the better part of 40 years. We both had a very deep passion for missing person cases and it quickly became evident. We spent 2002-2005 working on several local Southern Minnesota and North Iowa cases, specifically, the Jodi Huisentruit...

Sunglasses, I curse thee

I don’t know what it is about sunglasses. I come from the thinking that if you buy a crappy pair of shades, you’re making a wise, financial decision. I look at some people and see they spend anywhere from $100-$500 for their sunglasses. Well, my track record is garbage. I lose them all the time. They’re usually the first thing to go. Watches are a close 2nd. But I have the worst...

Adios, DVDs

Remember cassette tapes? Or ‘Walkmans’? They were great inventions and served us well. But no more. When was the last time you’ve seen a Walkman? I think I still have one back at my parent’s house up in the attic. And I know there’s a copy of the Top Gun soundtrack cassette tape nearby. That, I’m sure. But as we fondly remember the cassette tape era, could it...

T-minus 3 days: My P90X plan for 2012

Okay.  It’s for real now. I better get used to this daily blogging thing to help me stay focused on my ridiculous plan to tackle P90X the next 90 days. Today was jam packed. But all days are going to be. Conference calls, website work, TV News, dinner with the gal. But I did squeak in a modified version of Kenpo X prior to work. Got to keep the blood moving. Feeling much better than I did a...

T-minus 4 days: My P90X plan for 2012

Let the cliches start rolling. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I have failed so miserably, so many times at this workout program that I’m stubborn to be back. But maybe that is why one day I’ll succeed. After the onslaught of laziness, alcohol, food, naps and sedentary lifestyle all thanks to a end of the year wedding, early Christmas vacation to Minnesota, another...

Minnesota (Not So) Nice?

I’ve always been very proud of my home state of Minnesota. I follow the news there just as much as I do the news here in Orlando. In fact, my home page on my internet browser is a Minnesota newspaper. I guess it’s because I view it as a pure and healthy place to raise a family devoid of pretension, pollution and shady leadership. It seems that’s the way it always used to be. I...

Chipotle: Fail

I hit up Chipotle for dinner tonight. The place was busy. So I waited, excited to dump half a bottle of the green Tobasco sauce on my perfectly-wrapped burrito. I placed my order and noticed the lady threw the tortilla in the press to heat it up. When she pulled it out, I noticed the tear. A tiny tear in the corner. Disaster was near. It was onto the next guy in line who slapped in the chicken...

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