Monday, September 22, 2008

Get this Guy a Porta-Potty Please!

I don't get it, I mean how many times does this guy have to get caught doing stuff in a public toilet? You would think with all his money he has at least a choice of 10-12 toilets to choose from in his mansion?

Pop star George Michael was cautioned by police in London after being arrested in public toilets on suspicion of possessing drugs, the UK's Press Association reported

In a statement, the Metropolitan Police said a 45-year-old man had been arrested in the Hampstead Heath area of London on Friday. He was later released with a caution for possession of class A and class C drugs.

The statement did not name Michael, but other sources confirmed his identity.

Reports Sunday said Michael had been arrested following a tip-off to police from a suspicious toilet attendant, PA said.

The 45-year-old, who has sold more than 100 million records worldwide, has talked openly about his use of drugs in the past.

In an inteview with the BBC last year he admitted: "I'm a happy man and I can afford my marijuana so that's not a problem."

Last May he pleaded guilty to driving while unfit through drugs and was banned from driving for two years after being found slumped behind the wheel of his car.

New Kids on the Hockey Block

Will the New Kids do this for their entire tour? I wonder if they've ordered their Flames' jerseys yet?

Or, do these 5 guys from Boston really like the Habs?
Either way, a very uncool bunch of guys all of sudden have my respect.

Way to go boys!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

2 Strangers and a CTV Wedding?

It's really funny to me how everytime I go to the 2 Strangers link on our Energy website, under the caption for our social experiment, we also see a picture or the best News anchors in the city. No, they're not part of it...they are friends however and enjoy lattes and walks on the beach.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Like Father Like Son

Last weekend, the Energy crew were all together at our GM James' home
for a bbq. For some reason, Meg, Erin and Ian thought it would be cool to
steal (borrow) something from his home and see if he would notice.

Ian ended up wearing the stolen goods straight out of his closet. A pair of jeans and a cashmere sweater. Kinda strange because yesterday James was wearing the exact outfit. Did he just go out and buy a new pair of jeans and sweater because he couldn't find the stolen pair? Or, does he just have the same pair of jeans and sweater x 10. So happens, he's one of those guys that buys many pairs of the same clothing. According to the dynamico trio (MEG IAN AND ERIN) James might be a robot.

Oh by the way, he is also single, rich and handsome.


Tuesday, September 2, 2008


We all remember our first day of school, with every passing grade, we became a little more self conscious about ourselves thus making the day a little harder. We always wore the new t-shirt with pride, the new spotless runners and we hoped no one else was wearing the same outfit. We also hoped no one would notice the acne which had gotten a little worse over the summer holidays. Homework would usually be assigned and by the end of week one, someone in our group of friends always got in trouble for something. Usually, it was something minor like talking or being late for class or skipping the afternoon to hit a few baseballs at the park or watching the Expos in the heat of a pennant race at the Olympic Stadium.

All in all, I made some great friends in High School, some who I still keep in touch with today. (Rino, Maurice, Mike, Paul) However, for the most part my most memorable moments in school came outside the classroom and school yard. With these friends, we played street hockey, baseball atari, poker games in my friend's basement (yep we started early), or learning to play the drums with my friend MARK, pretending to do a radio/tv show with my good friend and next door neighbor Paul. Those were some amazing days. All this and no internet.

In terms of education or liking the process, I remember enjoying academics a little more after I graduated. I attended Champlain College and finally started studying what I always wanted to learn; radio, tv..that's when it started to come easy. University was a let down for the most part as I didn't get accepted to Broadcast Journalism or Communications but here I am anyway. I've never looked back. I've worked in some amazing cities with some incredible people at legendary radio stations. Bottom line, don't let anyone tell you YOU CAN"T DO IT! Yes, I still dragged my ass to Concordia University where I studied English and History and ran the campus radio station. They couldn't keep me out of there. I made it happen. I found a way.

We've all had some back to school blues, all faced a bully at one time or another, all messed up an assignment or two and it really doesn't matter if you were class President or a football jock, a pretty cheerleader or the class clown. In the end, grade school and high school was just a place to go between the time your parents left for work and came home. Yes, it was a place to learn for some..a place others learned some harder lessons but in the end a place that if we just went to long enough and tried a little harder, we could make some great friends and get closer to what we really wanted to do in life...sleep in. Unfortunately, I haven't done that since Energy launched back in April of last year. But prior to that, I got a lot of z's and you can too! So go to school kids and stay out of trouble.


Monday, September 1, 2008

Gustav, new Republican VP

First off, if anyone knows how scary it is to experience a hurricane it's this guy. Back in 1992, I was in South Florida when the worst hurricane to hit North American soil pounded the Sunshine State. Prior to Katrina, Andrew was the worst storm ever. I saw the devastation first hand. I can't imagine what New Orleans went through in 2005 and what they, Texas and Louisiana are going thru again right now. The loss of life, property and security, peace of mind is unimaginable. Back in 2005, George Bush was seemingly missing during the first moments of Katrina. Sound familiar? Throughout his administration, he seemed to be playing a game of hide and seek at the ranch over in Crawford as opposed to helping his people, visiting the area, and consulting with FEMA. (Kinda like his tenure with the Texas Air National Guard, 9/11 etc etc)

September 1st, 2008 and this time, BUSH and CHENEY are skipping the Republican National Convention in order to help with Hurricane Gustav. There's no way he could mess this up again. With the excuse of the Hurricane he's once again managed to pull a Chris Angel and not address the RNC out of respect to those dealing with Gustav. Although, I do understand the courtesy, is anyone else thinking...What perfect timing George! God must be on your side again. Thanks to Gustav, GWB will once again avoid talking in length about his failed administration.

Also, thanks to Gustav, Presidential hopeful John McCain thought it might be a good time to mention his VP running mate's 17 year old daughter is pregnant. (She will be having the baby and marrying her boyfriend) Again, I'm not one to judge, not a big happens. But, the fact she's a very outspoken pro-lifer and family values advocate, sweeping it under the carpet during Gustav was the perfect G.O.P thing to do. John McCain was fully aware about her situation at the time he named her VP but hey, why not make it public during Gustav? Sounds like a good distraction to me.

I pray for the people of Louisiana and Texas. I hope they get through this. I also pray the Republicans lose the White House. I wonder if Gustav is getting a wedding invite? He should.



Calgary Sun (Swerve Magazine)
Friday Aug 29th

LAST FRIDAY, Meg and I were excited to hear the morning show would be featured in the Herald. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining; any coverage is good coverage. I thought Meg looked great in the pic but I look like some slime ball goof trying to pick her up with my wad of a wallet and business card. To make matters worse, the article stated I worked in Hamilton. I've barely stopped there for gas. That said, I'm not trying to attack Steel Town but I've never worked there. Funny, every single time I've been in the paper, it's always been a bad pic and there's been some misinformation. I'm starting to think I'm just not meant for print.

Well, here's the article, thanks for reading and hope you had a great long weekend.

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Former competitors on the Toronto radio scene, Meg and Frank were enticed out to Calgary in the spring of 2007 to create a new morning team. “To make magic, it doesn’t happen right away,” Frank says, conceding there were some bumps along the way. “But one day, it just changed. Right before Christmas, something changed. Everything just came together. Now, we’re like brother and sister.”

And Meg is one sister who can give as good as she gets. “I can hold my own with the boys and I’m proud of that.”


Frank has been in radio for 18 years, getting his start in Hamilton prior to stints in his native Montreal, Vancouver and Toronto, where his sole contact with Meg was at a bar where she tried to set him up with her friend. Meg (who worked in event marketing, but did standup comedy on the side) made it on air after winning a contest to dish on a reality show on CHUM FM and TV in Toronto. After her eight-week stint, she was offered the entertainment-correspondent spot on the morning show.


“I am a toddler,” Meg says in reference to her bedtime of 8 p.m. Frank has her beat, hitting the sack at 6:55 p.m. on one occasion, though 9:15 p.m. is more usual for him. That said, Meg’s up at 3:30 a.m. and he only reaches for the alarm clock at 4 a.m.


“People really have to use their heads to visualize what’s going on in the studio. TV, it’s tough too, but they have visual aids. We have to do it basically on our own,” Frank says. “We do it through theatre of the mind. To me, that’s what’s compelling. That’s what excites me.”


“I try to be uber-careful,” says Meg, who’s never—yet—let a curse drop on air. That said, there’s an occasional slip of the tongue, such as when she learned that Estelle Getty of The Golden Girls had died. “And I said, ‘That’s crazy,’ but she died of dementia,” Meg recalls with a groan. “But that’s the vernacular of a thirtysomething woman.”


Frank wears his heart on his sleeve with this one: “When Nelly Furtado said she used to listen to me in her room in Victoria when I was on air in Vancouver.” (Yup, that’s the songbird by Frank’s side in his profile pic on his myspace page.)