Dennis Jon Bailey's blog
This morning as the squall line slammed through the Tri-state, I was again impressed at the resources we have at WIKY to bring you the very latest observations and reports. Diane and I anchored the WIKY Morning Show with live reports from the WIKY Newsroom and the 14 First Alert Weather Center at WFIE-TV. (All three meteorologists were on duty this morning and each filed a live report on the progress of the storm).
It's Halloween week on the WIKY Morning Show (can someone please tell us how the end of October snuck up on us?). Traditionally, we like to supply clever, quick, and most of all, easy last minute costume ideas for both kids and adults.
Diane and I have been in rehersals for a play we're in for Civic Theatre this weekend. It's Love Letters by A.R. Gurney. It's a different kind of play because the entire story is told through an exchange of letters between a couple throughout their lives. Diane and I will take the man and woman from school kids through college, then Jack and Sue Schriber portray the couple through adulthood. It's funny, moving, and has a very surprise ending. It's a terrific play.
On the WIKY Morning Show we had a discusson on great and not so great generics. Turns out there's more than meets the eye.
Here's an email we recieved from Clifton Macke -
Occasionally on the WIKY Morning Show, a subject will come up where the reaction takes me totally by surprise. This morning, I mentioned that my wife needed a replacement part for one that had broken. She had the option of buying the part on-line or buying it from a local merchant. She made the conscious decision to buy locally. It didn't turn out well. After weeks of not hearing from the local store, it wasn't until she went to the store that she found that they had never even placed the order for the part. If she had ordered the part on-line, it
I recently was going through our pantry at home when I found a can of boiled peanuts in the very back. Boiled peanuts are common in the South and a friend brought them back for me from a visit to his family in Alabama. Of course, I can't recall how long ago that was, but the can's in the pantry if ever I get a hankering for boiled goobers.
This week, WIKY started our latest contest where we've converted your radio into an ATM, spitting out C-notes to loyal listeners and maybe even a hundred grand!
It got me to thinking about the age-old question: if you had any wish - what would it be? It's tricky because you have to get it exactly right or no telling what might happen. And wishing for more wishes is never allowed, ask any genie.
The amazing story of the Chilean miners being brought to the surface one at a time from the mine they've been trapped in for 69 days has us riveted.
But it's also one of those stories that features a word that we've all pronounced one way and then suddenly are required to pronounce differently. In the miners' story, the country is Chile - forever pronounced "chilly" by the rest of us - but newscasters call it "chee-lay."
At this year's Fall Festival, I got everything - a pronto pup, chicken and dumplings, pink eye. I got everything.
As I was shaking the man's hand, I said to myself, "Hey, he looks like he has pink eye." I am the master of observation.
My wife Lora and I have three kids and have had pink eye carried home from school a dozen times over the years but this is the first time I've caught it.
The Fall Festival is underway on Franklin Street and the weather couldn't be more perfect. Everyone seems to have their favorites and heads directly to those booths but with 126 different booths, we at WIKY have encouraged exploration. For my first Fall Festival six years ago, I sampled every booth. I really didn't know what I was in for until I walked onto Franklin Street and didn't figure it would take an entire week, but I did it. The problem, of course, was the combo - a pronto pup at one booth, deep fried Twinkie at another, then a brain sandwi