On my last day of class, I headed over to the Press Club to see LeVar Burton talk.
I’m such a trekker…
Joan covered the event as part of her in-depth package on the state of PBS. I just wanted to snap some pix of the Chief Engineer of the Enterprise….I was also darn tickled when I ran into him at the elevators:
“Hi. How are you doing?” Burton asked me.
“Good.” and the elevator doors closed. All by myself, I started jumping up and down in the elevators. I was tickled.
Thank you Elana, Helena and Joan for hosting this fab get-together…..To all the folks who went and didn’t skip down – you rock!
From the e-mail invite:
“…If you go to the Press Club instead, we’re telling Elmer to cut you off.”
Broadcast Divas – Joan and Kris!
On our second to last day of classes – the professors brought in cake and champagne into the newsroom….ok – it should be called ‘sparkling wine’ – since the alcoholic stuff wasn’t made in the region of Champagne, France.
Still…students pulled themselves away from their computers and stories….and joined the news bureau for toasts to the quarter and to each other.
One big happy family…
Last Saturday, Steph, Mark and I drove down to Williamsburg, VA. They have this recreation of a colonial town…from colonial times.
In the post office – they have this book on pictures of Williamsburg – during different decades. Back in 1922 – it looked like a suburb. Then the townsfolks figured they could make the place a tourist trap and rake-in the tourist bucks. So, they got rid of the modern-day street traffic on Duke Gloucester. They forced people into colonial costumers. They renovated a bunch of buildings to their colonial glory….
In case you couldn’t figure it out…this is a colonial church…and it still has worship services going on.
We went out to the ESPN Zone for a light dinner. This wacky DC Wizards mascot roared into the bar on a pit bike…then he hopped on the railing and wobbled his beer belly around. I’m not sure if it’s an animal or alien
We took a spin down the 270…and then I didn’t pay attention and we missed a turn off for the PA Turnpike…eventually, we made it into the down of Butler. We visited Kane – Mark’s best friend and his best man for our wedding…
It was a relaxing President’s Day Weekend. Kane and Missy were lovely hosts. Yummy home-cooked food and three adorable girls. We played Clue and Spades on our last night. I rocked that game!
A quick side note…I’m posting pix to flickr.com. We’ll see how this work’s out. Click on Kelsey’s spinning pix – if you want to see bigger pix.
Louie came along….I tried to introduce him to the girls – but they started pulling him away…and I figured Louie wasn’t ready to play with them. I’ve seen what they did to their toys. Louie’s a world traveler…and well…he’s not just any toy.
Here’s me, Louie – trying to figure out Kane’s cool TV. It’s too complicated for a simple bear like me. Too many clickers.
As my photographer got some b-roll of this famous image from World War II – I snapped some pix of the memorial immortalizing the flag raising at Iwo Jima. I met a Kentucky Veteran who remembered crying when he first saw the flag raised up on the Japanese island.
As side note – the flag was hoisted up twice….someone in the chain of command thought the first flag was too small. So they got a bigger one. The second raising was photographed and that’s the one history remembers.
50 degrees outside. Sunny – people washing cars in their driveway. We decided to get out of the house. Andre came with us.
Stacy and Carmen show off the new broadcast uniform….[click for bigger pix]
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Mary said the caption should be “….two old fogies from the 1970’s…”
another idea for a caption: Medill’s Mary Coffman introduces us to her former partner in crime: NBC’s Hampton Pearson. They show us the ropes on producing live reports without looking like fools.
Yeah, I look happy….it’s like frickin’ Chicago 😛 And my car from Cali is still running. Doesn’t my little Corolla look great? And for the Cali readers of this photoblog – YOU DON’T NEED CHAINS TO DRIVE IN THE SNOW. Honest….
Here we are in Chicago….from 2004. It seems like I’m starting a trend of living in frickin’ cold places for the winter.