Airball!

Ouch!  This made me reflect on some of the huge mistakes I've made in my life.  Poor fella.

The eyes have it

The Lost Art of Eye Contact:
Trying to build a new relationship? You'll never manage it by staring at a screen. Here's what you need to do instead.
We’ve stopped seeing each other. You and me. All of us.
Our eyes may indeed be windows to our soul, but with our necks craned downward and our eyes focused on tiny handheld screens, who can tell? We hardly make an effort to look at the person we’re talking to anymore. Younger people, in general, find it challenging to maintain eye contact with adults. Video conferencing complicates things further. When is the last time you consciously looked into someone’s eyes and had a meaningful conversation?

Brian Moran's Story

This story is about someone I didn't know.  Brian Moran was my friend Elizabeth's husband.  Brian Moran was my friend Maggie Moran's father.  He died of cancer.  This is his story.

It's important to share this with your friends and family.  I think Brian and his family would appreciate it.

Seriously hilarious.

“You Had One Job!” See The Hilarious Side Of Workplace Incompetence:

The "You Had One Job" website chronicles extreme examples of work-related underachievement.

In light of recent calamities in the corporate world (like, say, too-lax approaches to Twitter security resulting in bruising hacks), we thought we’d take a look at the more entertaining effects of chaos in the workplace.
If victory has a thousand fathers and defeat is an orphan, You Had One Job is an orphanage. The website’s sole purpose is to display the wide variety of ways in which people can be staggeringly, amusingly, inept at their sole professional purpose.
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Breath in, breath out.

The 7 Habits of Calmness:

By Leo Babauta

I have come to believe that high stress, constant anxiety over tasks and work and life, social anxiety … is all a part of the modern way of life.

Most people just don’t feel a sense of peace, of calm, of serenity, throughout their day.

I have to admit that I’m the same way some of the time, but I have learned a few things that have helped me create a feeling of calmness much more of the time than ever before.

It’s a series of habits that have developed over the last few years. I’m not perfect at them, but I do practice them, and they are always helpful.

These are habits, not a one-time change in my surroundings or work pattern. Changing your environment is great, but you can’t control the things that happen to you much of the time, and you certainly can’t control how other people act. The only thing you can control is your response — and this response matters. You can respond to the same event with anxiety or anger, or you can respond with peace and calmness.

Let’s figure out how.

The Habits of Calmness

These are the habits to develop that will help you develop calmness (based on my experience):

1. A calm morning ritual. Many people rush through their mornings, starting the day out in a stressful rush. I wake up a little earlier (5 a.m. these days, though that changes), and start with a little meditation, then a few yoga poses. I then start writing, before I let the noise in. Exercise is another component of my morning routine. You don’t need to do the same things, but find the quiet of the morning and make the most of it.
2. Learn to watch your response. When something stressful happens, what is your response? Some people jump into action — though if the stressful situation is another person, sometimes action can be harmful. Others get angry, or overwhelmed. Still others start to feel sorry for themselves, and wish things were different. Why can’t other people behave better? Watch this response — it’s an important habit.
3. Don’t take things personally. Many times the response (that you noticed in Habit 2) is to take things personally. If someone does something we don’t like, often we tend to interpret this as a personal affront. Our kids don’t clean their rooms? They are defying us! Our spouse doesn’t show affection today? He/she must not care as much as he/she should! Someone acts rudely at work? How could they treat us this way?! Some people even think the universe is personally against them. But the truth is, it’s not personal — it’s the other person’s issue that they’re dealing with. They are doing the best they can. You can learn not to interpret events as a personal affront, and instead see it as some non-personal external event (like a leaf falling, a bird flying by) that you can either respond to without a stressful mindset, or not need to respond to at all.
4. Be grateful. Sure, lots of people talk about gratitude … but how often do we apply it to the events of our day? Things are crashing down at work, or our boss is angry, or our co-workers are rude, or our kids are misbehaving, or someone doesn’t love us as we’d like … do these cause anger/anxiety/unhappiness, or can we be grateful? Drop the complaints, and find a way to be grateful, no matter what. And then smile. This unbending habit can change your life.
5. Create stress coping habits. Many times, when we are faced with stress, we have unhealthy responses — anger, feeling overwhelmed and withdrawing, eating junk food, drinking alcohol or taking drugs, shopping or otherwise buying stuff, going to time-wasting sites, procrastinating, and so on. Instead, we need healthy ways to cope with stress, which will come inevitably. When you notice stress, watch how you cope with it, and then replace any unhealthy coping habits with healthier ones. Healthy stress coping habits include: drinking tea, exercise, yoga, meditation, massaging your own neck & shoulders, taking a walk, drinking some water, talking with someone you care about.
6. Single-task. I’ve written numerous times in the past about single-tasking vs. multitasking, but I think people multitask now more than ever. People text while on the train, while walking, while driving. They tweet and post to Facebook and Instagram, they email and read blogs and news, they watch videos while getting things done, they watch TV while eating, they plan their day while doing chores. This is a great way to cause a level of anxiety that runs through everything you do, because you’re always worried you should be doing more, doing something else. What if, instead, you just did one thing, and learned to trust that you shouldn’t be doing anything else? It takes practice: just eat. Just wash your bowl. Just walk. Just talk to someone. Just read one article or book, without switching. Just write. Just do your email, one at a time, until your inbox is empty. You’ll learn that there is peace in just doing one thing, and letting go of everything else.
7. Reduce noise. Our lives are filled with all kinds of noise — visual clutter, notifications, social media, news, all the things we need to read. And truthfully, none of it is necessary. Reduce all these things and more, and create some space, some quiet, in your life.

Ultimate Beginner’s Guide to Tea

Speaking of calm habits, I helped create a new guide/course on tea: The Ultimate Beginner’s Guide to Tea. This isn’t an affiliate link and I don’t make any money if you buy it — I just recommend it because Jesse Jacobs is a great tea teacher, and he’s created something wonderful at Samovar Tea Lounge. It’s one of my favorite places in the world, and tea has become a deeply ingrained part of my life.

Check it out, and learn more about tea with me and Jesse: The Ultimate Beginner’s Guide to Tea.

I checked with Alfred E. Newman...

...he said the black spy really does hate the white spy.

And vice versa.

That was my first reaction when I saw Steve Schwaid's Facebook post about the reporter who debunked something from The Onion.

WTF? I wrongly assumed that the reporter was a youngster fresh out of college.

Nope, according to her online bio, she has more than six years experience. It goes on to say that when she's away from the newsroom she spends time with family, friends and her dog. May I kindly suggest she do a bit of reading?

And where oh where was her manager? Did someone assign this story to her? Or did she go rogue, investigate the proposal that the United States sever ties to the state of Alabama, determine the truth and take it upon herself to expose herself and her newsroom to ridicule on social media?

Tsk tsk.

My current theme song

Mike Miller

courtesy AOL sports

It's fairly well-known that while in Memphis, my fan-girl cup was filled to the brim when fellow South Dakotan Mike Miller joined the Grizzlies.  The "fights" I had with BFF Meg Green over him are, of course, legend.  Then he got traded.

In the short time John and I lived in Baltimore, he played for the Wizards so I got to see him on TV often when we lived there.

He got to Miami first, but once again, we are in the same city.  #notacoincidence?

Monday, the Miami Heat was honored at the White House for being NBA champions.  And Mike Miller got a shout out from the president.  Here's the verbatim from his remarks:

In Game Four against the Thunder last year, we saw LeBron carried off the floor with cramps, only to come back a few minutes later and hit a dagger of a three-pointer to put the Heat ahead.  We saw Dwayne Wade, the heart and soul of this team,  continue to do whatever it takes to win, including leading the team in blocks....We saw Chris Bosh get injured, but get healthy right at the perfect time and do outstanding work throughout the rest of the playoffs.

And it wasn’t just the Big Three.  Mike Miller could barely walk.  Mike, you look better now.  (Laughter.)  You looked broke down last year -- (laughter) -- but still hit seven three-pointers in the final game.  I don’t know how he did it because he could not walk.  He looked like an old man.  

 Good job, Old Man.  Good job.

House-hunting hilarity

Here is a feature we have not seen before.  A built-in blender...easy for frosty drinks by the pool!  This house also has a bidet...

We are still looking...

Channeling my inner Edna

I work an early shift.  I get up at midnight and at around 12:45am, I'm generally in contact with the morning team to talk about what incredible stories we intend to put our reporters on.  

There isn't an overnight photographer and we generally don't buy stringer video so when there's breaking news, we have to work the phones and dispatchers, although nice people, aren't always willing to part with meaningful information.

There was a fatal shooting at an Exxon station in Hollywood, about seven miles from the station so I decided to check it out on my way to the office.

Just in case, I instructed Amanda to choose a good photo from my Facebook page for the full-screen (in the event of my death).

Even after talking to the cop and snapping a few photos, I wasn't convinced that it was a huge story worth a reporter:  A bad guy went into a convenience store intending to rob the place.  The clerk shot and killed him.  My concern was that there would be no scene left at 5am and our reporter would be live at a gas station with nothing to show.

I was so wrong.
Turns out, a homeless guy who lives BEHIND the gas station saw the bad guys prepping to rob the place.  He alerted the clerk who had seconds to pull out a weapon.  One bad guy died, the other one ran away but didn't get far before he was arrested.  Thank goodness our reporter did a better job of finding the story than I did!
It was while I was driving back to the station that I thought of Edna Buchanan, a very famous Miami Herald reporter who wrote one of my favorite books.
I obviously spent too much time in the corner office and I need to sharpen my news sense!

Wild parrots on Miami Beach

I haven't been very good about blogging lately even though I see, smell and HEAR things that make me go "hmmm."

Here's one.  John and I were walking to the beach and hear the raucous noise of birds in the trees.  We couldn't see them at all but there were obviously dozens.  Finally, I realized we couldn't see the birds because they are green.  Wild parrots!

Also know as "feral parrots."

I love it here.

Happy to be in SoFla

I still remember when I learned...

The Heartbreaking Truth About Santa - ABC News

Flashback: Barry McGuire - Eve of Destruction 1965

A dozen things I like on 12-12-12

1. My husband.  He's in KC, I'm in Miami.  I miss him.  He'll be here before Christmas.
2. My new job.  It's challenging and fun.
3. The condo John found.  It's about 15 miles from the station but the commute is a breeze when I go to work and not too bad when I come home.  We will live here for at least the next three months.
4. Living in a big city again.  The energy is contagious!
5. Walking on the beach.  The peace is unmatched!
6. The news.  There's lots of it and I have to make decisions that stretch muscles I haven't used in awhile.
7. Reconnecting with old friends.  It's been almost twenty years since we lived here but many of our pals are still here.  I went to a fabulous Christmas party last week...
8. How easy it is to get a taxi.  And relatively inexpensive.  Just go to the curb and wave. 
9. New sports teams!  Dolphins, Panthers, Heat, Hurricanes and more.  Surprisingly there isn't an MLS team but hopefully that will change so I can see Sporting Kansas City again.
10. The Publix at 69th and Collins.  It almost, ALMOST makes me forget about Wegmans.  Love the shopping cart escalator.
11. Impatient drivers.  Everyone here is in a hurry.  Definition of a split second?  The time it takes for the light to turn green and the guy/gal behind you to honk their horn.
12. Oye!  Learning Spanish by immersion.  

Clouds by Zach Sobiech

99 Things I'll Miss About Kansas City

Somewhere in a box, there are hard copies of lists of the things I miss about Memphis and Syracuse.

I posted the Baltimore list on my Facebook page.  Making lists?  It's something I just do.  A way of counting my blessings I guess.  So, on the eve of my departure for Miami, here goes (in no particular order):

1. Chicken Spiedini at Carmen's in Brookside.
2. The Westport Pioneers statue.
3. The LRC.  And Gary Lezak.
4. The thrift stores on Wornall.  All of them
5. Killer's insatiable appetite for junk food and the largest commercially available Coca-Cola from fill-in-the-blank.  Purchased mostly by photographers, reporters and some producers and assignment editors.  You know who you are.
6. Ward Parkway.  Breath-taking in every season.  Most cities don't have a Ward Parkway.
7. Talking digital with Billy Smith.  Cheers!
8. Mack at the Hy-vee store on 122nd and Stateline.  Always has a smile and a story to tell.
9. Buying wine at the Target stores in Missouri.  For that matter, the ability to buy wine in any store in Missouri.  Carrie Nation's impact on Kansas is antiquated.
10. The young men in suits who sell pies on Cleaver Boulevard in all kinds of weather.
11. Getting the "stink eye" from the anchors for talking in the studio during a newscast.
12. The River Market Antique Mall.
13. Having a treat for Stormy and running around the studio during the newscast with her hot on my heels.  (Another reason for the "stink eye".)
14. Union Station.  Especially at Christmas.
15. The way Russ Ptacek always entered my office.  Reckless courage.  I loved it!
16. The iconic Central Library Parking Garage made of book spines.
17. Playing games at the College Basketball Experience
18. The Grandview Triangle aka Three Trails Crossing.  
19. Jeff Penner's willingness to try new things.
20. The hysterical, inappropriate telephone calls I got on the station-issued cell phone that were not meant for me.  Some of you know what I'm talking about.  Note to KSHB management:  Change that number.  The next news director doesn't need the distraction.
21. The West Bottoms.
22. The testament to marriage I witnessed when Cynthia Newsome was diagnosed with cancer.  Her husband Ed is a champion, too!
23. Barbecue.  Oklahoma Joe's, Arthur Bryant's and Jack Stack.  In that order.
24. John Batten's sense of humor.
25. Sushi Haru at 135th and Stateline.  Get the Shaggy Dog.
26. Minnesota Twins fans who live here.  You know who you are.
27. Crown Center.  We took our great nephew there before the fountains were closed to the public (children) and he had a ball!
28. The quiet and wise counsel of Mark Clegg.
29. David Jimenez.  He should be more well-known in KC.
30. The iconic Nichols Fountain and more than 200 others.
31. The Border Patrol on WHB810.  More than once I snorted coffee through my nose, laughing at their antics on the way to work.  
32. Brooke Givens' Christmas sweaters.
33. Eating lunch at the Nelson-Atkins.
34. The subterranean storage units.  Did you know the temperature remains at a constant 68 degrees to 72 degrees year round?  Fascinating!
35. Keith King's dogged determination to get me to adopt a dog.  Soon.  Once we get a permanent home in SoFla.
36. The drive between Atkinson, KS and Weston, MO.
37. Jack's Smack.  And Jack Harry.
38. My South Kansas City neighborhood and neighbors.
39. Captain Gregg Bourdon.
40. Tony Botello aka Tony's Kansas City.  He should be sourced more.
41. The Flint Hills area.  Spectacular!
42. Judy Johnson.  My friend.  I will miss her.  She was first my real estate agent but her knowledge of KC is deep and wide.
43. The proximity to South Dakota.  In my adult life, I've never lived so close to home.
    
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44. The Border War.  Too bad one school had to mess it up for everybody.
45. Kansas Speedway.  Saw my first NASCAR race which was quite possibly my last one too but I can cross it off the Bucket List.
46. Marsha Depping.  And her memos.
47. Not shaving my legs in the winter.  This luxury won't be possible in South Florida.  TMI?  Sorry.
48. Kansas City Chiefs tailgaters at Arrowhead.  Always willing to share food, drink...or, in the case of the first game of 2012, some battery power after we needed a jump.  Thanks to the guy with the flag made of bras. You know who you are.
49. Toby Tobin.
50. The All-Star Game and afterglow.  We were so proud!
51. John McKenna.  A rocky beginning grew into a great friendship.
52. Nick Dutcher.  Still missed and mourned.  Nobody has eclipsed his love of breaking news.
53. The Merry Happy Joyful food drive.  The competitive nature of some of my former co-workers will always make me smile.  You know who you are.
54. Royals games.  They were not my favorite, favorite team but I loved games at Kauffman.  I won't ever forget the magic of the outfield fountains.
55. Seeing Elizabeth Alex "call the hogs" wearing a red pig head on Funny Hat Day.
56. Sporting Kansas City.  Especially Jimmy Nielsen and Matt Besler.
57. Allison and Shari.  They work at the Beauty Brands on Stateline and are wonderful!
58. The Plaza Lights.  Easy one.
59. The 2011 Race for the Cure fund-raising effort at 4720 Oak Street.  Incredible generosity.  You know who you are.
60. St. Joseph, Missouri.
61. Frank Boal's passion.
62. The stray cat that visited me many times in South KC.
63. The potential for a great park at Kaw Point.  Unfortunately, the pollution issue has yet to be addressed.
64. Dan Mason's desire to own my rubber band ball.  Sorry, guy.  It's going with me.
65. The anticipation for Trader Joe's.  On both sides of the state line.
66. House prices.
67. The weather extremes.  Hot, cold, flood, drought, tornado.  And more.  SoFla won't have that.
68. Sitting on my deck at the end of the day with a glass of red wine.  Somehow it won't be the same when I get off work at noon...
69. Being in the middle of the country.  Flyover?  Not really.  These people matter!
70. Ethics questions from Christa Dubill.
71. Kansas City strip steaks.  The absolute best.
72. How the area responded to the Joplin tornado.  You know who you are.
73. The World War One museum.
74. The trails in Olathe.
75. The Shakespeare Festival.
76. The Bowen "farm" at Red Bridge and Wornall.  We met the owner once, walking her dog.  The animals:  Curly (John's favorite).  The Wounded Goose.  Henny Penny.  And the swans, turkeys, goats and pony.
77. Coffee on Tuesdays with Amy Hawley.
78. The statuary on Shawnee Mission Parkway through Fairway, Kansas.
79. Not hearing the trains anymore after we moved from Olathe.
80. The Kansas City Zoo.
81. How Kansas City is the REAL Gateway to the West.  St. Louis = Poser.
82. Hallmark cards.  I don't buy any other brand now.
83. Hearing about the old days in KCK from Mike Vrabac.
84. Winning at the casinos.  Rarely happened.  OK almost never.
85. Gary Brauer's cooking.
86. Sounds of the Holiday.  I'm a sap for high school choral groups.
87. The impact of "The Day After" on global politics.
88. The Hotel Phillips.
89. Leavenworth, Kansas.  Especially taking photos in the shadow of the sign at the prison that says NO PHOTOS.  
90. Jack Baker.
91. KCI.  I know it has to change but it really is an easy airport to get in and out of.
92. Old Shawnee Days. 
93. Dottie's vet.  Dottie was our dog.  Quite possibly the saddest day of my life was when we had to put our beloved down.  That woman was a saint.
94. Brown's Deli.  Best. Egg. Salad. Ever.
95. Tracy Brogden-Miller.  First a competitor, then a mentor.  Strange magic.
96. The Kansas City Star.  Pretty good paper with some really fine writers.  Steve Kraske, Dave Helling. Wish more of my former co-workers made reading it a regular habit...
97. The Scout statue.
98. The lounger-recliners at the AMC at Ward Parkway.
99. A forced temporary three-month retirement that gave me an opportunity to re-evaluate my priorities.

Home, Sweet Homes

Road trip!  We've got the house on the market and we're heading south to Miami.

I haven't blogged in weeks.  On purpose.  I felt like I needed to stay low during the most intense time of my job search.  I took some trips, spent endless hours on the telephone and watched hours of newscasts from markets far and wide.

But it was a Facebook message from my former co-worker that put me on the right path.

"Know any morning Executive Producers?"
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Some things that I've wanted to blog about but didn't:

• The News Director in Wisconsin who allowed his anchor to use four precious minutes of air time to recriminate a viewer who wrote a critical message about her appearance.  Jennifer Livingston called the viewer a bully.  What?!  Seriously bad.
• Cable TV is ridiculously expensive.  I have had too much time on my hands but I haven't necessarily watched more television.  I have written the checks to Time Warner, though.  Bring on 4G wireless!
• Never watch the show "Doomsday Preppers" right before going to bed unless you want to dream of the zombie apocalypse all darn night.
• The Kansas City Chiefs are the Worst. Team. Ever.  I attended my final home game as a season ticket holder last week.  I wore black.  I foolishly hoped that they would win, up until midway through the third quarter.  Fire them all.  And some twice.  
• The television station in Denver that accidentally used a spoof shot of the Petraeus bio grabbed from the internet...SMH.  Credibility is precious.  Somebody should get suspended. 
• I cooked and baked quite a bit during my extended vacation from work.  And I wondered about things.  Like...who first decided to separate eggs and beat the hell out of the whites to form stiff peaks?  Can you imagine how long that would take if done by hand?

There's more but this is a start.  Right now I'm working on my "100 Things I'll Miss About Kansas City" list. I'll post that within the next ten days.

Dear Eric Winston. Don't judge.

Hello Eric.  You don't know me, just as you don't know 98% of the people who were in the stands Sunday.  Many of them are people like me (a season ticket holder).  (I tweeted you a welcome message last summer but I don't expect you to remember.)

I shouldn't be a season ticket holder.  I'm unemployed.  I bought my tickets in mid-June after a pretty successful May book.  (You don't know what that means but it doesn't matter)  I didn't figure I'd lose my job even before the season started.  Que sera.

I wasn't at the game Sunday.  I gave my tickets away,  I  wanted to be there but because I chose to spend the weekend in South Dakota with my family, helping our parents get ready for the winter.

Before I left, I charted all of the Chiefs-affiliated radio stations on a map that follows I-29 so my husband and I could listen to the game on the way back to KC.  We watched the first half on TV and then got in the car for the six-plus hour drive south.

We had just reached Yankton, SD when Matt Cassel went down.  Neither of us cheered.  Neither of us were happy that he got hurt.  However, I certainly understand the feelings of the good people who continue to support this team even though the product has not been what we expected.

We're frustrated Eric.  We want to love you...all of you.  But frankly, you, your coach and your teammates make it difficult.  We don't expect perfection.  We know balls are going to bounce the wrong way.

That said, most of us think you should have at least won one of the three home games this year.

We're frustrated, Eric.  But don't condemn all of us for the actions of a few.  Tens of thousands were at the game.  Hundreds of thousands watched on TV...and who knows how many of us listened to scratchy AM radio stations in South Dakota, Iowa, Nebraska, Missouri, Kansas and Arkansas because we are passionate fans.

I know this because I've shared food with them, shared sports talk with them and screamed my fool head off with them.  But not when our guys got hurt.  Never then.

Maybe some stepped over the line, Eric.  But the vast majority of us are good, decent people.

We want Matt Cassel to heal quickly and find another job.

Flashback: Andy Williams

When we were kids, the Andy Williams Show was a favorite...especially if the Osmonds were going to make an appearance.

I remember watching the TV coverage of the Bobby Kennedy funeral train in 1968.  He was on it with Ethel.  He sang at the funeral.

Glory, glory, hallelujah for Andy Williams.