As I listen to Delilah each night on WIKY, I've begun to look at relationships as a spectator sport. With social media ever present, it's easier than ever -- and more fascinating than ever -- to see how people react to the calls and letters she receives.
I went to my sister's wedding this weekend. I had a really good time, but there is a rumor that a video of me dancing the Macarena is now somewhere on You Tube. Great!
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
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I’m at this soccer game with my daughter Katie at the University of Akron.