Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Monday, February 22, 2010

Soothsayer to Player

Homey Don't Play Dat
Local folks know him as a mild-mannered meteorologist, but the REAL Charles Ewing is a lightning bolt of chutzpah, opinion and style. Around the station we call him 'The Showstopper' - and not just because he interrupts football games to talk about low pressure systems. Of course, when he's not layin' down the weather, he can be found riding shotgun with any number of El Ocho's finest. That includes me. Over the years, we've dug through dumpsters, dined on the finest swine and fended off a fan or two. Charles get that a lot - but as an arbiter of cool AND a family man, he staves off the affection of green-screen junkies with slightly-chilled aplomb. But this hep-cat has claws, too. Once I inquired how long this rain might last and he threatened to garrote me with my very own Leatherman! Okay, so that never happened, but when you roll with a stone-cold prognosticator, you learn not to ask about the elements. So the next time you flip by your favorite forecaster, remember: there's more to the man than just some three degree guarantee...

Just ... don't ask him about his glasses. He swears they help him spot rain clouds...

1 comment:

liv said...

He's 3-D Weather ready!