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Just 5 Minutes of Her Time

This could easily have been one of those open letters.  You know, those “letters” people are fond of posting on social media and on blogs or releasing to news websites.   They’re addressed to one person but meant for all to see.  This would have been an open letter to Marilee, my wife.  In it, I would have been asking for her forgiveness and patience.

But I can barely get Marilee to listen to my bulls— these days, so she’s hardly in the mood to read it in an open letter.  Frankly, that’s exactly what I’ve been offering lately: bulls—. READ MORE

My Trip to Vegas (Mayweather vs Pacquiao)

 

 

 

 

Happy Man

Don’t let that face fool you!  I’m actually exhausted.

I’m embarrassed that I haven’t updated my website with a post of any kind in months!  You might have noticed that I’ve been busy lately.  Still, no excuse.  I’m back in the blogging game now!  Look for updates to come more frequently.

T. J.

On the move

I want to confirm what many of you have already noticed:  I will no longer be appearing on MSNBC.

I served as a contributing anchor to the network for the past 2 years, and in 2014, I’ve appeared on the network practically every week, predominantly anchoring the weekend afternoon newscasts.  Many viewers naturally assumed my continuing affiliation with the network.

I have relationships with the NBC/MSNBC family that go back over a decade, and I will forever value those.  I can’t thank MSNBC enough for the opportunity to be a part of their team.

T. J.

Survive the Moment

This is what I do whenever I see flashing lights in my rearview mirror:  put on my hazard lights and pull over as soon as safely possible.  Then, I put the car in park, roll down both front windows fully, turn off the engine, take the keys out of the ignition and dangle them high in the air out the driver’s side window before placing them on the roof of the car.  Next, I cross my arms at the wrist, spread my fingers, and display my empty hands out of the window and wait for the officer to come to the door to give me instructions.  When the officer asks for my license and registration, I explain that they are in my pocket and my glove compartment, and I ask if it’s alright to move my hands in order to retrieve them.  I don’t make any movement without first getting the officer’s blessing to do so.  READ MORE