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Time Can Be A Prick

October 22, 2008 @ 12:02

Yesterday while I was running the radio empire that is known as Corus Peterborough I came back to my office and noticed that there was a message on my phone.

I listened to it and on the other end was Humble Howard.

Howard left a message that left me heavy hearted. His sweet 14 year old daughter Charlie has one of those professional job shadowing days coming up and she has no interest in following her daddy to work to watch him do the wiener radio thing.

Instead she'd rather shadow my daughter Melanie who's a producer at MuchMoreMusic.

Howard's message was one of resignation. He knows Charlie has been around radio all her life and on many an occasion has come into work with her dad, so there's really nothing to be learned.

She knows daddy gets paid a lot of money to say stupid things on the air and make funny smells off the air. It became a big yawner about ten years ago.

But that's not the point of this posting.

What struck me about Howard's call was the passage of time. We went through a lot together, and among those things was the raising of our kids. Howard was invited to Melanie's seventh birthday, while I was at the hospital the night Charlie was born.

Where did the time go?

How can Charlie be a stunning 14 year old and how on earth can she be job shadowing my Melanie who's grown into an impressive and successful young woman?

Melanie used to baby sit Charlie for crying out loud, so it's extremely difficult to sit here and imagine that one day in the next few weeks, my daughter, who has a career, will be mentoring Charlie who ain't that bloody far away from a career.

I don't want to think about it.

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August 8, 2008 @ 12:12

My sweet darlin' had to work this week so I was up at the tin palace all alone, until yesterday. In the late afternoon, my buddy Doug arrived.

Doug is my longest and dearest friend. We've been friends since we were five years old, and we've been through a lot together, including many great times on the lake where my trailer sits.

As kids our parents rented lots at a nearby park and we spent every summer in the Kawarthas gathering memories which have led to great stories.

A good portion of yesterday was spent looking up the lake and prefacing most of what we said with "do you remember that time?"

It's actually bitter sweet because as much as fun as it is to remember, it's a bummer to realize how the years have flown by.

Doug and I talked about things that happened 40 years ago, as if they happened last week.

Spin the clock ahead by the much and we'll probably be like Scruff Connors isn't.

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I Am No Longer The King Of Tyrania

July 25, 2008 @ 09:46

That didn't last long.

On the very first morning that I got to enjoy being the King of Tyrania, I found out the Royal Council had endorsed a sword fight between me and my supposed friend Darren.

Apparently Darren, upon getting word that I had been named King, decided to work behind the scene in an effort to dethrone me.

He said all the right things to the Council, and in the end, in the wacky land of Tyrania, the Royal Council holds more power than the King himself.

So there I was, forced into a sword fight I really didn't want, up against an evil doer who would stop at nothing to grab the power that I had so graciously accepted.

It was a simple match. The first warrior to touch the other warrior with his sword would be declared the winner.

If it was me, I would remain King. If it was Darren, Tyrania would be thrown into instant turmoil by a ruthless man whose thirsts for power, and once achieving it, puts it to no good.

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I Am The King Of Tyrania

July 24, 2008 @ 10:27

I was anointed late afternoon on Wednesday, July 23 by Jordan and Josh Bonchek, the two children of our good friends Dan and Tracy.

It was another grey and unsettled day in the Kawarthas and these two young fellas, who are blessed vivid imaginations, created the kingdom of "Tyrania", which, as it turns out, is anywhere you want it to be.

Yesterday afternoon it just happened to be to the right of my tin palace through a portal.

When I returned home from golfing nine holes at Marvel Rapids, I was immediately met by Jordan and Josh who quickly informed me of the existence of Tyrania and that my wife Delyse had been named Queen.

“How did that happen?” I asked.

“She signed all the papers.” said Jordan.

Turns out that in the creation of Tyrania, Jordan and Josh decided to there should be a King and a Queen but they weren’t interested in having their own parents take on the roles.

So they chose Delyse, and according to the creators of Tyrania, a royal council had decided she should be Queen, but before she could receive the title officially, she would have to read the “Field Guide” and then initial a series of documents.

Initial, not sign. For some reason the creators of Tyrania decided that was part of the official coronation process, and because of it, I was nearly dethroned mere moments after becoming King.

Needless to say I quickly agreed to become King when asked, but instead of initialing the official documents, I signed them.

This did not sit well with Josh, who quickly declared to the Queen that the King had been dethroned. It took some convincing but Josh relented allowed me to “initial” another document before it went to full royal council.

Who knows what the consequences could have been? I might have been beheaded.

Man did it ever feel good to hold on to the title of “King”. Right then and there I decided not to screw it up, so I asked the creators what my responsibilities were as King.

It was at that point I was given a copy of the “Field Guide” to read.

It states that Tyrania is "a wonderful world filled with imagination and creatures.”

Creatures like “Blueberry, Lolipop, Nitelite, Dandylion, Wing and Electric Daisy.”

Nitelite can light up the dark. Electric Daisy tells how much electricity there is, Blueberry can sail a ship and Dandylion can be used as a pillow.

Amazing when you consider for an adult to come up with this stuff you’d have to eat half a bushel of mushrooms.

But not the creators of Tyrania.

They provided all this yesterday, and apparently there’s more, but I couldn’t find out last night because the royal council had to be in bed by eight.

Check back tomorrow.

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For My Ionview Friends

May 23, 2008 @ 07:44

When I say for my Ionview friends, I mean friends of mine who went to the same public school that I did.

Ionview Public School on Ionview Rd in Scarborough. Ionview Rd is the first right off Eglinton Ave, heading west from Kennedy.

I went to Ionview Public School from 1961 to 1969 and while I was there one of my friends was a guy named Trebor Hosier. (yes Trebor, not Trevor) He lived on Lozoway Dr. and he was a bit different. Not in a bad way, in a creative way.

In fact when we were still at Ionview he put a band together called "Hosiers's Hotshots", and they played in front of the school a couple of times.

Hosier's Hotshots also featured Alan Falkner and Mike Adomite.

Anyway, needless to say, like most people I've lost touch with most of my friends since the Scarborough days, and I haven't seen Trebor since the early 1970's.

But thanks to facebook, and the wonderful way it brings people together, I got an e-mail from someone else who went to Ionview (someone I don't even remember), and she told me about an article in the Lindsay Post Newspaper.

It turns out Trebor still has a passion for music and he's turned it into a business enterprise. He's opened the "Youngtown Rock and Roll Museum" in the town of Omemee, which is just west of Peterborough and was once the home of Neil Young.

That's where the "Youngtown" comes from.

It's small and somewhat out the way, but it's something and it's something that was created by one of my old Ionview friends, and that's pretty cool.

On that note, if your read this blog and you used to go to Ionview or you know Trebor, hit the discuss button and let me know. I'd love to hear from you, and I'll pass it along to Trebor.

And thanks to Michele Miller Dames for tipping me off.

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For My CFNY Friends

May 23, 2008 @ 07:43

Yesterday I spent part of the afternoon at the Rogers Empire at Jarvis and Bloor, and found myself in one of those frustrating situations.

On my way out I ran into an old colleague from the CFNY days and I couldn’t remember her name.

Her name was in my head and it was trying to claw its way out, but it was one of those situations that as soon as I saw her and gave her a hug, I so desperately wanted to say her name that it created a block.

I knew her name because I’ve thought of her many times over the years and when I’ve thought of her I’ve said her name in my head. But yesterday, it wouldn’t happen for me.

So, I did what I usually do when I meet someone whose name I can’t remember. I called her "darlin’." If it’s a guy, I call him "pal."

Anyway, for the better part of fifteen minutes we stood and talked in front of the elevators on the fifth floor and the entire time I was kicking myself in the ass for not being able to come up with her name.

We talked about old times, we talked about present times, we talked about old CFNY people and we talked about the Kawartha’s.

Finally, when it was time to leave rather than say, “see ya darlin” I decided to be honest.

I looked her in the face and said just that. “I’m going to be honest with you.”

But before I could finish the sentence she said “you don’t remember my name do you.”

And I replied “no”

And she said. “Jay”

And then it all came back to me, including her last name. Stinson.

Jay Stinson is Promotions Director for 680 News.

Jay Stinson, is also one of the many fabulous people that I met, worked with and partied with during my wonderful days at CFNY in 1980’s.

Someone I hadn’t seen in close to twenty years.

Sorry if I offended you Jay.

Ya darlin’.

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Tribute To Dickie

May 2, 2008 @ 10:00

Al Falkner is a long time friend of mine. We grew up in Scarborough and went through a lot of things together, including the tragic death of his father in a car accident way back in 1977 when we were only 21 years old.

Yesterday he sent me this e-mail.

Thanks Al.


"Hope you and your family are doing well, especially your mom.

My memories of your dad have him standing in front of a bbq, flipping burgers at the lake with his Wexford jacket on when we were maybe 13 years old. Something my Dad never did. Brenda doesn't let me BBQ either. Everything comes out Cajun style. Blackened.

I remember having a beer in your backyard when the pool first went in. Your dad came home and sat with all of us and had a drink. Another thing I never got to do with my dad.

At your wedding a bunch of us were heading back to my house to continue the party. I tried to buy a bottle of rum off him and he gave it to me and refused to take any money for it.

I think of him often. Every time we drive through Stayner and I see the beautiful flower barrels along the main street, I can picture him tending to them. I believe you told me those were his project when they lived up there."

Hope to see you soon,
Al and Brenda

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Man With Large Wang Is 50

March 28, 2008 @ 17:16

Tomorrow night I plan to be at Dan Duran’s with several friends to celebrate his 50th birthday.

Dan’s wife Jackie is recovering from recent surgery, so we plan to buy dinner at a good Thai restaurant and take it over the Duran house to save sweet Jackie the work.

And apparently we’re going to be observing Earth Hour, that silly pile of shit that some over-reacting tree hugger came up with.

According to those in the know, if everyone was to turn off their lights in Southern Ontario at eight, the power surge when all the lights were turned back on at nine will waste more energy than was saved by turning them off.

Personally I have no time for this nonsense, but it’s not my house and if the Duran’s want to do it, then I have no problem eating by candlelight.

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My Sweet Lord Gio Rana's Is Really Really Nice

March 17, 2008 @ 09:25

This is a picture of my buddy Doug. Even though it looks like it, he’s not dead. This is him asleep during a road trip to Michigan.

Doug is my longest and dearest friend. He moved onto my street when we were five years old and we’ve never lost contact.

At one point he almost became my cousin, and then several years later we actually did become somewhat related when Doug married Leverne, who’s my wife’s cousin.

Anyway, on Friday night we got together and had dinner at a place I’ve mentioned before, but a place I just have to mention again because Friday night may have been the best restaurant dinner I’ve ever had.

We went to "Gio Rana’s Really Really Nice Restaurant" at Queen and Leslie. It’s owned by the same people who used to own The Nose on Yonge Street, in fact they’ve moved the actual “nose” down to this location.

I consider Gio Rana’s an authentic Italian restaurant because I’ve been to Italy and it’s probably the closest thing to Italian food that I’ve experienced without having my ass parked in Rome.

Friday night I had the Involtini – shredded pork wrapped with rib eye steak and a glob of goat cheese and top with a thin gravy or sauce.

I won’t even begin to try and describe it because I don’t have the literally talent. All I can tell you is that it was fabulous, an interesting combination of tastes in a portion that wasn’t overwhelming.

I had started with the grilled calamari that is done to perfection at Gio Rana’s, and we also ordered a vegetable tray that featured new potatoes, sweet potato mash with chestnut butter, asparagus with gorgonzola and shredded brussel sprouts with asiago and pancetta.

What a meal. It was freakin’ fantastic and I highly recommend that you give this restaurant a try.

They don’t take reservations.

After dinner we went back to Doug and Laverne’s to witness the new addition to their house, a lovely sun room that includes a 47 inch plasma.

After pouring me a nice cognac Doug fired up the new TV and being a Beatles fanatic he chose one of his many Beatle-esc DVD’s to show me his outstanding resolution.

It was the “Concert for Geroge” put together by Eric Clapton in 2002 exactly one year after George died of brain cancer. I remember hearing of the concert, but I had never seen the DVD or really heard any of the music from it.

I’m always behind the times when it comes to this kind of stuff.

Anyway, it was fabulous and it featured appearances by Tom Petty, Ringo Starr and Paul McCartney. George’s son Dhani was also part of the mix and it’s remarkable how much he looks like his old man. At least he did back in 2002.

Also part of the show was Billy Preston who was often referred to as the fifth Beatle.

It was Preston’s version of My Sweet Lord that was my favourite part of the concert, and here it is.

If you haven’t seen it, take a few minutes to enjoy it.... if you have seen it, and your chuckling about how out of date this is, then piss off or watch it again.

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Chicken Shwarma Junior

March 3, 2008 @ 08:48

One life ends, another begins.

I got a nice note from Jeff Domet yesterday, announcing the birth of his second child, a boy named Ryan Christopher.

Jeff is also known as Chicken Shwarma from his days working with us at the Edge.

Mother Michelle and child are doing well, but I know Jeff, although bursting with pride yesterday he must have had a heavy heart.

Ryans middle name came from Shwarma’s beloved brother Chris who like Jeff Healy was cut down by cancer long before his time.

Congratulations everybody!

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