dave spencer

When I pulled up to the former Masonville Elementary School--now Beacon Central High School--it struck me, immediately, how small it seemed. THIS was the cavernous building I walked into for the first time nearly forty years ago?

What is the deal with Tuesdays, the insect world, and my face? Two weeks ago, some nondescript bug--I think it may have been a lightning bug--went straight up my nose! Now, I ask you, what, seriously, is the point in that?

After Monday's workout with Corey Gant at the Y, I was feeling terrific. I always do after a workout. It's just that I hadn't worked out like that in a few years. Well, yesterday and today, I've been reminded what it's like when you get back into a workout routine, especially one like that.

I suppose weighing north of 300 pounds would be fine if I were in the NFL. But...I'm not in the NFL. I'm in the WBKR. So, it's past time to take advantage of the training expertise of our good friend Corey Gant at the Athenian.

I'm a road tripper from way back. My family went on vacations and short little side trips all the time when I was growing up. That sort of thing just gets in your blood.

So, am I smarter than an eighth grader? The answer is NO, NO, a thousand times NO! Especially if that eighth grader is 14-year-old Snigdha Nandipati of San Diego.

So the day turned out colder than we'd planned. No matter. Jac's Big O Party was a huge success. Eric Winkler prepared barbecue sandwich plate lunches to raise money for 3-month-old Hallie Spinks of Rockport, a little girl suffering from neuroblastoma.

I love it when someone we've never heard of has a birthday and Google makes a specialized front page on their website inspired by that person.

It's Buy-a-Musical-Instrument Day! I think that's awesome. I certainly hope whoever buys one will be better about playing it than I was.

On occasion, Jaclyn and I have discussed the fact that neither of us are heavy readers. In fact, outside of her monthly magazine fixes--Cosmopolitan and Parenting--and her nightly reading of Llama Llama Mad at Mama with her daughter, Carsyn, Jaclyn doesn't "hit the books" very much, if at all. Same here.

There are two things I can recognize the second I walk in the back door here at WBKR--that someone burned coffee and that someone burned popcorn.

Okay, okay, wait a minute! Before your mind starts racing after reading that headline...I was FIVE!