As part of my job as a PR guy is to make apperances at radio stations throughout the year to promote events, offers, etc for the golf courses I represent. Tomorrow I am heading to my favorite radio show, not on satallite, Preston & Steve Morning Show on WMMR. I am making my annual holiday visit and I'll be delivering some Deerfield, Hartefeld and Inniscrone gear to Preston, Steve, Casey and Kathy. I will also be brining along with me some McFarlane action figures from the LOST television show. The guys are HUGE fans of the toys and the show, so it'll be my pleasure to stop by with some fun gifts the the show. My hope is that since it's so close to vacation they will throw us on the air. While on air, I will have the golf pro Chris Boos talk about Deerfield's new membership offerings. So you see, I have a whole strategy. I will be in there around 8-8:30, so listen in...

Here's a pic of Kris and I at the Philadelphia "Rocky Balboa" premier. I picked her up from CHOP and he headed downtown to the Prince Music Theatre. I was told by my buddy Paddy Mac to get there around 6:30 p.m. He had warned me prior the event was being hadled poorly and he'd put me on the list, but warned us that there may be some hiccups.

Hiccups there were. Of course, our names were not on the list. Minor issue. The nice lady at the will call table told us to stand off to the side and she'd get us in at 7pm. When you're hungry, 30 minutes standing outside can seem like a long time. Kris was getting a tad perturbed, but 7pm came, they gave us our tickets (which were pretty good).

We ended up sitting between three people who were in the film, Burt Young (Uncle Paulie) Max Kellerman (Max Kellerman) and Geraldine Hughes (little Marie). The movie was solid - obviously, not the best Rocky by any stretch, but solid none the less.

Kris was really into it, which she let the CBS3 cameras know about it, when they interviewed us on our way out. Kris was a little disapointed to watch the news that night only to find out they had cut our interview from the segment. Oh well! Guess she'll have to wait until the next premier.

Forgot to put up this little image. It was taken last month in early November at a celebrity golf outing down in Joppa, MD at one of my clients, Mountain Branch Golf Club. My job was to roll around and thrown Mountain Branch gear on celebs and get some quality images of them wearing it. Needless to say, LT was the MOST intimidating person I have ever run into. He was the biggest celeb there, so it was key I get to know him. He was pretty cool and rocked the hat all day we got some good shots of him wearing the gear. The best part was that he was rocking the lid two days later in the finals which was broadcast regionally. After just about everything I had heard about him, he was a pretty good dude.

OULETTE, Ken (2004-2006) Global Spectrum Obituary

Oh Ken, we hardly knew ye. You can hear the screeching tires turning off of north Broad street as this is being written. You came into some of our lives like a cool New England autumn breeze, with the leaves rustling in the distance. Just as quickly and quietly you came into our Global lives, you left us.

You were toiling away at the Whittemore Center in New Hampshire with one event per year, not counting hockey games, minding your own business. Not too many of us had heard of you, let alone tried to pronounce your name.

I first met you at the annual 2005 “Annual Global Spectrum Retards Meeting”, the yearly gathering for newbies or for marketing people who just didn’t have a clue (like myself). We spent quality time with the “studly” Chad Baranksy, the very pregnant Liz Garcia (The Bud Center), Kelly David and the cool chick from Richmond who I can’t seem to recall her name (Shameka, maybe?), but it’s not important. That week, we bonded over crab fries and towers of beer at Chickies & Petes, where he had to watch what we said since Ike was always around, and rides from the Holiday Inn on Pattison to the Wachovia Center. It’s here where I started espousing my views on the company, where we were all heading (and it wasn’t upward bound). We talked about psycho Asst. GMs who banged box office managers, GMs who got canned because of fabricated from trumped up sexual harassment cases and other great, positive stories of folks who were forced out of their “COMFORT ZONE” and then forced into quitting. Who knew you would be next?

You called me when the “opportunity” came up to work at the Liacouras Center. I didn’t want to sound like a "hater", but I know how I can come off. I am sorry for not keeping it more real. The first person to hear about the move may or may not have been newly named Liacouras Center general manager Fran Rodowicz. He may have found out through a voicemail you left him while he was on his honeymoon.

We’re really not sure what caused the sudden departure. It could have been the complete culture shock of moving from New Hampshire to North Philly, it could have been My Little Pony and the constant questioning from Bob Schwartz and his continually throwing people under the bus that made you want to leave. It could have been the most recent event event; Mayor Street’s truancy hearing held at the Liacouras Center that turned into a near-riot. Or it could have just been the proximity of Chris Rumer. Who knows? I think it’s the latter.

Ken, I knew first hand how hard this job was/is. You didn’t have the following luxuries: being close to home, having a Playstation in your office, having free lunch provided by the next door bar, the Draft Horse, any good events (I at least had Kanye West and the Moscow State Cirucs), having your asst. ops manager bootleg any movie or CD or game you wanted, not having a GM for six months while you were there and then having a GM who thought your we cool for the last two months. There are a lot of factors/non-factors that went into your decision.

Ken, I never partied with you at a Global Meeting, at an EAMC conference, but the small time we spent on the phone, on IM, working Temple football games or otherwise, I could tell you were a winner. Also, congratulations on the sheer timing. Two weeks before Christmas, four games into the basketball season. You truly are a brilliant marketer, of yourself.
We know you’ll be looking down upon us from wherever you are.

Good Speed

So I think now I am just recovering from my late night of at Lincoln Financial Field, where I sat in the press box and watched the wounded yet still fighting Birds pull off a nice win due to solid play by backup QB Jeff Garcia and decent defensive play by the secondary. Of course, we'd be remiss not to mention Jake Delhomme tossing a few ill advised passes in the wrong direction.

While at the game, I happened to run into Philly's favorite adopted son, Sly Stallone, who during his TV interview with ESPN mentioned how much he was on the Tony Romo bandwagon. All I can say is, watch yourself, Sly, it's a long drop off the wagon! He was a nice enough guy, was in a bit of a hurry to catch a flight and while he was in the press box, quite a few folks had gathered around him to sniff a piece of Hollywood. He signed autographs and posed for a few pics. This one taken by agent Jerrold Colton. Thanks JC!