Somewhere between Bell's Palsy and death

Things I shouldn't do as an objective reporter

Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Here I come to save the day!
Because of my quick thinking, I now saved the biz section from an all-AP day! You may all now bow at my feet, for my journalistic acumen is unsurpassed.

Heh. Yeah, I'm funny like that, but I did have the foresight to call the Griffith Town Council regarding Frank's Nursery & Craft's going-out-of-business, which took them by surprise AND garnered a "That's good," from the M.E., because where Frank's is located in Griffith is already struggling pretty badly with trying to get new business in there.

What can I say? I'm kinda quick sometimes. Must've been the spicy chicken burrito.
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Saturday, September 04, 2004
Skull fucking? Is fun!
Me in action yesterday (Og, you can skip, because we already talked):
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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Now I want my own crib
Or at least some new end tables or something: With Greta getting all kinds of cool antique furniture from Customs in Miller and Tara talking about all the horrors of house hunting, I'm getting this weird urge to own property. It's not going to happen for, like, EVER, and it's not that I really want to move from my present crib, because I like my present crib, and it's convenient for my travels. Perhaps I can talk the landlords into going condo, or at least letting me paint the place anything but freakin' white.

Meanwhile, I'm about to break a story tomorrow that's going to have a certain muni on its KNEES, and I. can't. WAIT. (Get ready, Ogger, because things may never be the same.) It's a lock, too; have the proof and everything, unlike the other story I was so jazzed about. That one hasn't panned out ... yet. But I of course will post this one once it's been published.
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Friday, July 16, 2004
More good cop stories
Had another tip last night that I hope hope HOPE pans out, because this one's excellent. I'm not working on it, though -- another reporter is. Still, it's funny as hell, and I'll share as soon as I can.

In the meantime, this weekend's the Gary Air Show, and I'm covering parking lot detail. Not the sexiest thing in the world, but I'll still get to see the show, which I've never been. Plus, I was offered a chance at going up in one of the planes today when I was out there covering another Air Show story, but I couldn't in the time they had open, and really, since I'm not writing specifically about going up in a plane, I thought it would be slightly tacky to take advantage. Besides, I didn't want to have anyone report about the reporter who barfed on the pilot because she freaks out about moving heights, compelling though it may be. (Oh yeah, it's true. I do. NOT. do. fast moving high things well. At all.)

Later, I'll complain about the one guy and perhaps list every concert I've ever attended, just because it's been on my mind as something to write about.
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Thursday, July 01, 2004
Read between the lines, yo
For your outrage, I give you my. BIG. STORY:
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Friday, April 09, 2004
War is hell.
Anyone who's read my other site or is familiar with stuff I've written knows that I'm in love with AVMRA, aka the American Veteran Motorcycle Riders Association. The group is just like it sounds: vets -- the majority of whom fought in Vietnam -- who ride motorcycles. And they're a raggedy-looking bunch of motherfuckers, they'd be the first to tell you: Long, ratty hair; beaten-up leather with patches and pins; at-least-two-packs-a-day habits. Instead of the booze they once were able to drown their sorrows with, they down coffee, lots of it. Or they keep pickling their insides away, as if that's going to help. It doesn't, but it's a connection to other people who've gone through hell, anyway.

Tonight, my assignment was to cover the memorial of a soldier who was killed over in Iraq Sunday. There were at least 100 people there by the war tank on the corner of Broad and Oak, including 30 or so of my AVMRA men and women. (Every single war-themed event, good or bad, without fail, you better believe there will be representatives from their group.) There was a service, with a Catholic Bishop and everything, as well as a Color Guard from the local Legion and VFW.

I've covered enough of these to be able to pretty much get by without getting emotional, and I pride myself on that. But as the old vets with the rifles shot off the 21-gun salute, damn it if those rag-tag shells of men in beaten-up leather didn't stand straight as arrows, saluting their flag as if they were the kids they used to be before the war beat them down.

And damn it if I didn't choke up.
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Thursday, March 25, 2004
You THINK you scooped me, but you really didn’t.
So today, I get a e-mail from the chick who's filling in for one of the editors I write for, telling me I need to contact her about a story I did. It was a meeting story, nothing earth-shattering ... or so I thought, because attached to her e-mail is the story the competition did from the same meeting. Now, I don't know where the other reporter got her information -- if she'd gotten tipped off to the thing prior to the meeing or, because she covers this particular beat regularly, she knew what to ask -- but there was NOTHING discussed in that meeting that would have led me to what she had.

Luckily, our reporter, doll that she is, did some folo-up on it and found that what the competition had was true, but it wasn't what they made it sound like. So THERE, competition. If you feel you have to blow things out of proportion to best me, party on. But that's why you work for them and not us. Pppppphhhhhbbbbbt.

Say it with me now: We take our victories where we can.
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Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Another Kennedy conspiracy
Most mornings after I wake up, pee and feed the boys, I start my day by jumping online and checking to see if any of my stories made it to the paper's Web site, and then I check the competition to see if whoever was there from them wrote the story better than I did. So, I'm perusing the competition today and I see the headline "Controversial sign in Hobart to be removed." And immediately I froze, because I just knew that somehow, someway, one of the one guy's idiot friends was involved. Sure enough, I wasn't wrong.
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Thursday, March 11, 2004
Shameless product pimping, pt. 1
Another thing I'm really not supposed to do as a reporter is be a mouthpiece for products, because that shows bias, implies impropriety, blah blah blah and so and so forth. Well, since I a) already wrote the story, and b) made no secret of accepting the case of potato chips given to me because I went straight into the office and shared it, I have absolutely no compunction in saying what I'm about to say:

BUY PEERLESS POTATO CHIPS!
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That’s some balls … or something …
Today, the New York Post published a picture of a woman jumping to her death off a 24-story building.

You know, I could understand publishing the pictures of people jumping out of the Twin Towers, because I'd like to think that they did what they did out of hope that someone somehow would save them. But to capture someone's pain like that and broadcast it to the world? That's not even art, for Chrissake.

(Link courtesy of Romenesko.)
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Monday, March 08, 2004
Walking that fine line
As if my normal anxieties about money and feeding myself haven't been weighing on me enough, they've been furthered by the harrowing tale of Dooce, who, if you're not reading her, you need to, because she's freakin' hilarious. But long story short, she got canned from her job because of her personal blog.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Just don’t get in Katie’s angle.
More from my pal:

Hi everyone,
I am being lobbied (and pestered to death) heavily by Deborah Mell (Alderman Mells daughter, Governor Blagojevich sister in-law) to get everyone and anyone to come out to the NBC's Today show in support of Gay and Lesbians having the right to marry! Katie Couric and clan will be here on Thursday Feb. 26 (from 6-9am) and my friend and employee Deb, is staging a rally to get the word out. The more faces who show up the more the world knows we care.
Let's remember, it wasn't long ago that Blacks weren't allowed to marry Whites! And now the President has come forward and decided that he better amend the constitution before he's GONE!!!! I am sure some poll told him that he would get more votes!
I know it's early but sometimes things need a special commitment! If you can't make it to this one attend another one somewhere, but do get involved!! PS NBC Tower is at 454 Columbus, Chicago

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I love my married gay friends.
From my pal Kaffy:
Hi, everyone. I don't normally send out things like this, but this proposed amendment to ban gay marriages has really made me angry. And, the ACLU has made it really easy to fax your congresspeople directly from the ACLU's website, here.
http://www.aclu.org/LesbianGayRights/LesbianGayRights.cfm?ID=9977&c=101
It's incredibly easy and fast. Two clicks, a ZIP code, and an address. One note: the ACLU has written the fax, but it IS modifiable by the sender, should anyone want to emphasize the fact that Constitutional amendments aren't for the purposes this one claims to be for. If this issue is important to you, please act.>

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