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Growing up, there were some lean times in the Wuzzardo house.
It's been a couple of weeks since Election Day, and I'm just now getting around to writing another blog. Part of it is that I needed a break from politics, not to mention a few extra naps.
As a literary device, rain and water often represent cleansing, purity and an essential element of life.
If I seem a little sluggish on-air lately, I have an explanation. You see, the last few weeks have been the perfect storm.
If you haven't seen some of the clips of the quips from Thursday night's Alfred E. Smith Memorial Foundation Dinner in New York, take some time and watch.
Once upon a time in a media galaxy far, far away, sports teams were as identified by the men who called the games on radio as the men who played them.
So here we are. The first full day of the digital-only era of television in Wilmington.
When I answered the newsroom phone around 3 a.m. Thursday, it was a producer from Good Morning America in New York.