Friday, August 28, 2009


Nothing really struck me as SUPER interesting today, but that’s the abnormal part. No day ever “goes as planned” in news… it just doesn’t.

It seems most days, as soon as I say, “well, that was easy” my photographer gives me a dirty look and seconds later ALL of the great footage he shot is nixed and we’re on our way to breaking news.

Of course, it’s all MY fault, because I somehow summoned a higher power for an inconvenient day… At least that what my buddies would tell ya.

Whatever the case, it makes for an interesting day. One that usually seems never ending, but one that allows for a great story, and an even better experience.

That’s why I love this job!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Living for the Weekend

So I’m headed back to “T-Town,” and The O’Jays hit “Living for the Weekend” is blaring in my headphones. (Great song!)

I’m an ol’ school kinda guy. Anywho, the weekends are always awesome. Last weekend, I headed to the “ Kiddie Park,” in Bartlesville. I loaded up on cotton candy, nachos; corny daddy-daughter picture poses with my girls, and of course smiles :)

My wife would probably argue I had more fun than the kiddies.

Anyway, my last trip to Bartlesville, which is where I was all day… wasn’t as fun. I reported on a meth lab explosion. Police said some guy was cooking meth and caused the problem. Once the explosion started, he belted out of the apartment with more than 80 percent of his body burned. He’s in critical condition.

Even more sickening, police said he abandoned two small children inside the smoke filled apartment. The babies, ages two, and three, did make it out alright, but what about the indelible impression the terrible experience they had on them? Can’t help but wonder… They’re now with DHS.

I love what I do, but sometimes its emotionally taxing …

But hey, guess what, one more day and its the weekend!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Girls, Girls, Girls!

Its free, and EXREMELY necessary! Mammograms. Ladies, if you’re over 18 there is a Women’s Health Workshop going on soon, and you NEED to attend!

Here are the qualifications…

-Women must meet income guidelines
-No insurance; no Medicare/Medicaid
-You DON’T have to be a Morton Patient to qualify

It takes place Sunday, September 13th. Everything starts at 1 p.m. and runs until 3 p.m… it happens at metropolitan Baptist Church (4025 N Hartford Ave)…


If you’re interested, here are the numbers to call, and who to ask for… Johanna 918.295.6153, or Ida at 918.295.6115...

So We'll see you there? Get it Girl!

Friday, August 21, 2009


So, just like any other day… I’m on the go. Friends usually call me at random times throughout the day, asking me when I’ll be taking my lunch.

I always assume it’s a joke. I mean really, it doesn’t matter how many times or how many different ways I try and explain it… they just refuse to get it. SET LUNCHES BREAKS DON'T EXIST IN NEWS!

Because when news breaks, I’ve got to be ready to go. Which brings me to my next thought… Fast food, the cornerstone of every news crew’s balanced diet.

But, I’m going against the grain. It’s been a week, and I haven’t had fast food. Its kind of a big deal… ironically, when I told a few co-workers after three days of fasting from fast food, they couldn’t believe it! They just envisioned dipping chips into a grease laced bowl of cheese, courtesy of the nearest Tex-Mex restaurant.

Whelp, there goes “the call,” gotta go!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

What a Day!

What a day! I was hemmed up by a cop, cuffed, and got a whiff of the ol’ pepper spray! Exciting right? Most folks would probably call me insane… I mean who asks to be apprehended? I’m sure police wish I were really that easy. Maybe that’s where I come in; after all, as a reporter, I am encouraged to “be demonstrative,” you know “show and tell.”
Whelp, that’s exactly what I did, with my face crammed into the carpet, I delivered a line on camera, with absolute poise… Think I found my calling :)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Talk...

Whether you accept it or not, its happening. Nowadays, at an alarming rate, and sweeping the issue under the rug is only making matters worse...
I'm talking about teens and SEX. That three letter word that sometimes brings about a lifetime of regret.

But then again, what about the parents that actually sits their kids down and explain how to use a condom, or even "the pill," only to find out their baby is having a baby?

How did we get to this point? Hormones, peer-pressure, ignorance? Or is it a combination of all three?

You be the judge...