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...

Saturday, October 30, 2010

At times this feels like a dead-end job...

Dead End Career
...Other times it's a twisted adventure. Even when it's somewhere in between, it's a deep enough kick to prevent me from taking up something more noble - like taxidermy. Actually, after two decades of climbing the corporate foot-stool that is local television, I can honestly say I'm as close to content as someone as melancholy as me can be. Trouble is, my children are starting to figure out what Daddy really does for a living. Just last week, my oldest daughter accompanied me to a homespun haunted house and popped off a few shots of Dad in action. I appreciate it, but after watching me shuck and jive my way through a rather feeble feature, she''ll never again buy that line about me being a stockbroker.

I just hope she'll break it easy to her sister...

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