Box Jellyfish …

30 03 2005

Shooting promos today in the studio with the new co-anchor … I’ve lost track of how many I’ve anchored with over the years, I’m sure its been hundreds … I wish I had keep a list … since I used to work such ‘glamorous’ shows as 6am on Sunday mornings when I was at CNN … and there were so many different anchors I used to go so far as to put a piece of paper with the anchors name on the bottom of the camera so I wouldn’t forget who I was talking to.

The highlight of the day was another Weather In The Classroom, sometimes I just go though the motions, but today I had a good time and the kids did too.

I’ve done hundreds of these presentations over the years, 31 so far just this school year … I wonder how many thousands of kids I’ve talked to over the years? So many that every once in while an adult will come up to me and say hey I remember you came to my class when I was in 4th grade … God does that make me feel old.

A universal is that so many of the kids I speak to are beautiful young people full of energy and excitement for the future … however that is where things start to change.

Today’s school was one of the most upscale public schools I’ve ever been in … even if I hit powerball I don’t know if I could afford to live in that neighborhood.

The kids were very impressive … not only smart, but with lots of energy, as Garrison Keillor would say about the kids from Lake Wobegon, “all above average”.

As the crow flies it was maybe about 5 miles from some of the poorest schools in the area.

Today one beautiful young girl with braided hair told me about her babysitter being in the December tsunami …

Often I will be just five miles away in inner city schools where by the afternoon some kids are so tired that they fall asleep during my presentation … and no it is not because the show is so dull.

What a difference five miles can make … what a difference in lives, opportunities and futures.

What can be done? A simple question with hard answers …

Of course life is not fair … I have learned much about that dealing with my custody case, but something needs to done to help balance the scales for our younger citizens.

In my job I get to see the tremendous contrast … it may only be five miles, but it may as well be two different counties.

Why Box Jellyfish for today’s title?

One of the young second graders today was telling me that they are one of the reasons you may not want to be in Australia for their summer which of course is our winter.

What he said was right about the toxicity level and just how dangerous they are … very impressive for a young man of seven. It showed his education didn’t begin to end when the school day did.

I asked where would you go if you wanted summer weather in the winter and one kid answered ‘Nevis’ … here again he was right.

I wonder if any of the kids in North Philly know anything about Box Jellyfish or Nevis?





Good-Bye Maryland Plates …

29 03 2005

Very busy today, among other things forced my self to buy some new underwear (3 pair for $4 in CC, so much more fun than the malls) … how is that men who find myself in my position, aka: single, wait until there are only molecules of underware fiber left before getting something new?

Big event that happened today was saying good-bye after 7 years and 6 days to my Maryland license plates.

To think I was only going to have the Honda Civic for a couple of years, I almost bought a Volvo C-70 convertible, but thought I’d keep the money in market instead … ha, ha.

I thought oh, I live the city, Baltimore at the time, and I would hate for such a nice car to get banged up … so I bought the Civic and thanks to the crash of 2000 and my insistence that no it just can’t get worse, but it did … 116,000 miles later it is still on the road.

I ended with the Civic because my daughter’s mother, if you’ve seen my web site you know that in addition to Zane I have a beautiful 15 year old daughter Kylee … who has lived much of her life with her mother in the Florida Panhandle … while my daughter has done very, very well, it is not the way I hoped it would work out for me and my elder child … hence a hard lesson learned, one of the key reasons I am fighting so hard to have reasonable access to my son Zane.

Unlike Zane’s mother, I don’t want to ‘steal’ my son from his mother, I am just looking for fairness and parity … so far it has been a fight that keeps pushing me closer and closer to bankruptcy, but I digress …

Kylee’s Mom decided that she wanted the ’96 Explorer that I had at the time and in my quest to keep everybody happy I gave her the Explorer, just as I had done with ’93 Chevy C1500 Pick-Up and the ’82 Camaro … why someone needed so many cars in beyond me, but with my daughter’s Mom she is always looking to fill a void in her life that I certainly never could so for her too much is never quite enough …

So I needed a new car …

So much has changed since then, now I can see during the past 7 seven years I had some of the best times of my life, and some of the worst … I can look back on February of 2000 as the best time in my life … what is so sad, as just when you don’t know when, if, you’ve reached bottom, you don’t know when you’re on top.

Both on top and on the bottom, those are the times it would be so nice in life if you knew it … it sure would make life a lot easier.

I spite of all I deal with, much a mess I made for myself … I still feel I am richly blessed … well most of the time.

OK I’ve got to go post tonight’s weather shot … hey tomorrow at last a sunny day in the 60s … maybe life is getting better … maybe.





The First Post …

28 03 2005

Where will ‘it’ go from here?

Since this is coming to you from Philadelphia, I picked a ‘colonial’ look for this blog.

(What kind of word is ‘blog’ anyway? Couldn’t we come up with something a little more pleasing to the ear?)

‘It’ … what kind of a word is ‘it’?

Well that is what this will be about … It … whatever it is.

My life is very interesting, much of it I wish was happening to someone else, but none the less all very interesting.

In many ways I am richly blessed, but I am also forced to deal with intense custody litigation over what is best for my 32 month old son Zane.

It is like living a nightmare … how could a women who wanted to be with me so much that she created a child with me now think of me as so ‘evil’ … if anything I am a better man than I was in ’01, but she certainly doesn’t see it that way.

Never in my life have I gone so from one total extreme to the other as has mother of my child … it hard for me to understand how anyone can do it. Many times I have held out the ‘olive branch’ to her only to have it slapped away.

The story of how I ever got involved in such a struggle is in of itself a tragedy, but Zane is a great boy, I love him very much and we have some great times together … look for pictures on the way.

His mother is trying to portray me as someone who is ‘mentally ill’ … mmm what is that is said about people who live in glass house and throwing stones?

This on-line version of my life may have to be somewhat reserved … you’ll have to read the book for the unabridged version, (I’m hoping it’ll be out in ’08 … who knows?) I think you might find it interesting and in some ways relate to it?

Always happy to hear from you …

Well that is a start … got to be back to forecast, its a rainy, cold night in Philadelphia.