Art Imitating Life

I was cleaning up my locker when I stumbled across this.

Classic Peanuts comic strip Meeks gave to me.

Strange, didn't this happen before????

The March To 2012

It's no secret that there is an abundance of talent here at the Big Raggedy. When we aren't chasing Pookey or getting thrown out of meetings because we keep those in question honest our sights turn to our training for the U.S. Olympic Team. I have no doubts that we'll be collecting some hardware in 2012. Think about it. We have C-Mo getting ready for Figure Skating, The Nubian Princess will handle the Equestrian, while Sweet Polly sidekicks the competition in the Martial Arts, which leaves the Turdpolisher getting Krusty ready for Freestyle Wrestling. Even our resident daredevil, Darin Erin, is joining our quest for worldwide domination. Leave it to her to not only to show off her talents on the balance beam but reunite with an old friend from the northeast. We should have enough to bring home the gold. Now to figure out how we're going to get everyone on the Wheaties box.

Will This Day End????

It's not often that I get to see the AM producer but twice in 24 hours was just ridiculous.
It all started during the early hours yesterday when the Bat Phone was ringing out of control. The voice on the other end gets a tip of a triple shooting out in Praireville. Crap. Spot news knows no boundaries and it sure as hell doesn't know when to clock out. So I load up the car and head out. After talking to the sheriff deputies working the case and it looks like a drug deal gone wrong. My question is when does a drug deal ever right? I should recommend that for an upcoming editorial. Enough of the sidetracks back to the reason why I'm here. Get the pictures, head back to the ranch, and then try to get some sleep. Only hitting two of of three at this point can't get back to bed. I'm going to be a zombie when I get back to the Raggedy.

So the regular shift starts and the assignments are dealt out. KN and I have to go to a City Council in Denham Springs regarding their animal shelter or the confusion surrounding their animal shelter. This meeting goes on and on and on. It turns out they need to amend an ordinance to bring the shelter to code and they have to go over every small detail to prevent another marathon get together on the subject. Seems like time is standing still for this. Already lagging from the early start I had to turn to a bag of Peanut M&M's and a Dr. Pepper for dinner. Nothing like the food of the News Gods to keep you going. The meeting is heading to the home stretch. Looks like a live shot is in the cards. Fortunately we had Big Moo deliver the truck to us and help fill the hole in the news. Raise the mast and beam back the captured emotion of the meeting. So far so good. Maybe, just maybe this day will end. I know I just jinxed myself.
Once I get back in town there's talk of a fire in progress. No big deal right, wrong. When it's the Brandywine Apartments then it's a big deal. For those who don't know this place is no stranger to us and local law enforcement. And since it's projecting an orange glow in the night sky sleep is going to have to wait little while longer.

At this point my contacts feel like shards of glass in my eyes. After rolling up to the scene I'm overcome with a sense of deja vu. I was here last year when there was a large fire and it looks like the same unit that was blazing away. Now factor in the financial troubles with the owners along some ticked off residents and things start to look a little hazy with this incident. I'll let the investigators handle that part while I continue the heavy lifting for team Streetbeat. A part of me hopes they use everything I shot but the rest of me is content with just getting some sleep.
Mission accomplished. Got some nice video for the AM show, the producer will be happy. After making the delivery I think about asking him not to call the Bat Phone but that won't happen. After all spot news never sleeps and unfortunately neither am I, did you know????

It's About Time

I was wondering when XRAY TED was going to contribute something. Well beside the usual foul venom that spews from that trap he calls a mouth.

He must have gotten his picture of Elle Mae framed. That would explain why he showed up for work. It's about time did you know?

Beignets In The Big Easy

There is always something going on in New Orleans. The history, the culture, the nightlife, you name it they got. Try as they may the flood waters can't keep the Big Easy down. If you travel the world this city has to be high on your list of places to visit. Of course if you come then you must put in a visit to Cafe Du Monde. Nothing like some beignets and a cup of coffee to get the day started. Lucy Bustamante, famous news anchor of the North Rampart District, tells us that you must be ready to wear the powdered sugar like a badge of honor.

Got to Be The Shoes

It's not often that something will leave the peeps over at the Raggedy speechless. Looks I found something that accomplished that "feet", I couldn't resit.
With some clever P.R. work a pair of Shaquille O'Neal's shoes were dropped off at the station. The reason? Looks like the Big Aristotle has joined the Feed The Children organization. A non profit relief group that provides food, medicine, and other necessities to families around the globe. If that didn't get your attention the Big Catus will be heading to the area next week to continue the campaign against poverty.
A noble cause from one of basketball's greatest players. We'll keep you posted on the event but for now I'm still amazed how big these shoes are, did you know??????

Can't Help Some People

It's less than an hour until the late show and things appear to be calm. That is until we get bombarded by a caller who makes XRAY TED look like a choir boy.

Turns out the confused jackass claims that we are confusing him about what to do about the "worm" virus that is set to release itself upon computers across the world. My goodness he is cursing up a storm while belittling people who tried to help him before.

It's no secret that if you want to be a professional I will try to help you. If you want to be an idiot who calls the station after watching the idiot box then there's nothing I can do for you. Maybe he's just a little misguided, or a raging loon, but I try to help him while having him keep the swears to a minimum. I get him to the site. Tell where the links are to help him and I get from him is, "Now what do I do???" Lord give me strength. After going through the process again I tell him that he is going to have to take the steps to protect his computer. He goes off again then hangs up.

At least I tried to help. But it was at the expense of never getting back some wasted minutes of my life. Will I be nominated to be a Saint? Probably not. Will I lose sleep of this? Not likely. Just have to remember that you can't help some people.