My story is typical. I was born a poor, Black child. I survived the mean streets of the Buffalo suburbs and four straight losses in the Super Bowl, grew into a mature adult and pillar of the community, and made my parents proud. OK, well, part of that is true. I was indeed raised in the Buffalo 'burbs...North Tonawanda, to be exact. The rest? Well, can't a guy dream?
Here's some highlights. I was a big baby. Like, 20 lbs. Maybe a few less. Mom always reminds me of the pain. The guilt ensures she gets great birthday presents. I have a brother two years older, and he used to make my life a living Hell, like any good brother should. That stopped when I turned 12, and was bigger than him. I spent most of my formative years annoying my elders. That includes parents, teachers, and the police. If I wasn't in after-school detention, I was being questioned for the latest neighborhood "incident". Looking back, it a was all pretty harmless. Well, maybe not the thing we did to our Spanish Teacher. But that's a story for another time. Sports helped keep me out of any serious trouble. Get suspended...and you were kicked off the team. So that only happened once. Maybe twice. With hopes and dreams, and a suitcase filled with Molson Canadian Lager, I headed off to college. Less than a year later, and a plea agreement with a reduced sentence (like I said...never convicted), my college experience wasn't exactly going as planned. But, with threats of bodily harm from Mom solidly in my back pocket, I managed to graduate from Gannon University in Erie, PA, and looked forward to a lucrative career in broadcasting. Soooooooo...I've bounced around from station to station in such vacation hot spots as Clearfield, PA, Joplin, MO, Evansville, IN, and Fayetteville, NC. In February of 1999, I took the job that I have now (more or less).
I never did find that pot of gold, but I've had a lot of fun along the way. And moving here was the best thing that ever happened to me. I met my beautiful wife, Stacy, while watching a Bills game at what used to be Damon's on Tunnel Road, and we were married in September of 2001. I lost my wedding ring in a bizarre chicken wing incident (true story), so I really have no proof. But I think she'll vouch for me. We don't have any children, but we do have cats...lots and lots of cats. I'd love to tell you exactly how many, but I lost track. Seriously, I started counting them the other night, but had to stop after I'd used all my fingers and toes. I was plum out of digits.
So that's my story. Of course, some of the sordid details have been left out due to pending legal action. But, Judge...I swear I had no idea that pig was your pet!
According to Yahoo!, here are the Top 25 Movies Of 2012:
25. 21 Jump Street
24. The House I Live In
22. The Beasts of the Southern Wild
21. Marvel's The Avengers
20. Rust and Bone
18. Silver Linings Playbook
17. Wreck-It Ralph
16. The Raid: Redemption
15. The Perks of Being a Wallflower
14. End of Watch
13. Magic Mike
11. The Cabin in the Woods
10. The Hunger Games
9. Moonrise Kingdom
8. The Central Park Five
6. Django Unchained
5. Cloud Atlas
1. Zero Dark Thirty
I've seen a grand total of none of them (I rarely go to movies at the theater), so I don't want to begin to break down what belongs where, and what doesn't. And, maybe because it just opened a week ago, it doesn't qualify. But for my only foray into the theater this year, I saw Les Misarables on Friday. I highly recommend it. It turns out that Hugh Jackman (yes, Wolverine!) can sing his ass off! And if Anne Hathaway doesn't win an Oscar, something is wrong.