<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686</id><updated>2012-02-12T18:00:35.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from the corner office under a desk</title><subtitle type='html'>Some random thoughts from the boss of 97.3 The Eagle, HOT 100.5, 92.9 The Wave , ESPN Radio 94.1 and Star 1310.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5267000795031794543</id><published>2012-02-12T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T18:00:35.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling Bee II - Who Was More Nervous?</title><content type='html'>The Saga of the Spelling Bee continued with Spelling Bee II - our girl competed this past weekend with 39 other middle school champions for the right to go to D.C. and be a part of the Scripps National Bee.&lt;br /&gt;As I awoke the day of the spelling bee, my stomach had that churn that I used to have the morning of a game when I played football. Our girl was as relaxed as I've ever seen her. Sure, she was doing some last minute studying but just as cool as a cucumber. Dad? As we got closer to our departure time, I was getting closer to feeling like jello.&lt;br /&gt;The event was a 3-hour extravaganza and our girl managed to make it into the 6th round as the 12th final contestant and then "spelled out" , as they say, on the word "cravat". She was the picture of calm and confidence everytime she stepped up to the mike. Meanwhile, back in the parents' room, Dad was a bundle of nerves until her last round.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have been prouder of the girl. She did all she could and kept her cool throughout. What I discovered after this all ended was what was really important to me, day in and day out. There were some technical issues dogging our stations that same day but my mind was totally on the success of our girl. I really didn't give those station problems a thought once she hit the stage. I don't think any ratings success, soldout concert or big revenue month gave me as much exhiliaration as seeing that little girl giving everything she had in a very special competition. &lt;br /&gt;I realized that, finally, I think the priorties are right. It took long enough!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5267000795031794543?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5267000795031794543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5267000795031794543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5267000795031794543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5267000795031794543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2012/02/spelling-bee-ii-who-was-more-nervous.html' title='Spelling Bee II - Who Was More Nervous?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3538917266559209909</id><published>2012-01-18T15:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:49:04.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe, Part 2!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a quick addendum to my last blog. Of course, we were excited the entire weekend about our daughter's spelling bee win but, lo and behold, we found out yesterday, it wasn't to be!!!! Yes, that's what I said. Seems that one of the classes (8th graders) were, inadvertently, omitted from receiving a word study sheet. Some of their parents complained about the lack of fairness and so our girl had to be informed yesterday that had not YET won, all of a sudden. She was to face the winner of the 8th grade spelling bee - she being of 7th grade stock. &lt;br /&gt;The rug pulled out from under her, she got the tears out of her system early yesterday afternoon and went right back to work studying those spelling words. She knew there may have been something unfair about all of this but she rose above the issue and went to work for the face-off which was to occur this morning.&lt;br /&gt;The kicker was how she ended her bedtime prayer last night asking God to do well. She NEVER prayed to win.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today and the call came again - She WON again!!!! She had to face a pretty decent friend to do but she did it graciously and confidently. She, not only, believed, but she showed all of us that the spirit of the competition was most important to her. Winning or losing was not the issue for her as much as a good performance.....and that it was!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3538917266559209909?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3538917266559209909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3538917266559209909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3538917266559209909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3538917266559209909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2012/01/believe-part-2.html' title='Believe, Part 2!!!!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6350064126976845183</id><published>2012-01-16T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:59:56.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe!</title><content type='html'>You know you've stopped growing when you've stopped learning and the key to that is recognizing the fact that you can learn from just about anyone - young, old, male, female,etc. I can say that, recently, I learned something very profound, yet simple, from a 13-year-old.....my 13-year-old daughter, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks, my, now, not-so-little one was preparing for her school's spelling bee. She qualified by finishing second in her homeroom class so she was one of about 25 students participating in this middle school spelling bee. I watched as she studied those words. Her mom and I helped her but she had some trouble with a few of the words but she stayed the course and kept working. Last year, she made it to the second round but was eliminated rather unceremoniously. The eventual champion wound up good enough to win the regionals and make it to the National Spelling Bee in D.C. He was, once again, in this tournament so, from her parents' standpoint, we knew it would be a tough haul for her.&lt;br /&gt;As the spelling bee got closer, she continued to study but also pronounced to us that she was going to &lt;b&gt;win&lt;/b&gt; this spelling bee. Why? Her reasoning was that she really wanted a medal (Side note - she has always been impressed by the medal I received for running a half-marathon a few years ago so that has been on her radar since then.). She was &lt;b&gt;determined&lt;/b&gt; to win. As far as her mom and I were concerned, we were proud of all of the preparation she was doing but we knew that she was up against some tough competition. We would be happy just for her particpation.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,for me, this spelling bee was scheduled the same time as my annual trip to St. Jude's Children's Research Center so I was going to miss being there in person. The day of the spelling bee I, honestly, expected to get a text from her mom, at some point, saying she was eliminated but gave a great effort. I was prepared for that. What I &lt;b&gt;wasn't &lt;/b&gt;prepared for was the ecstatic phone call I received from my daughter telling me she had &lt;b&gt;WON&lt;/b&gt; that spelling bee. She beat the most intelligent child in the class AND the defending champion. She was going to represent her school in the regional spelling bee which is one step away from the big one!!!! She put in the necessary preparation and she said she would win and she did. &lt;br /&gt;On my way home from my trip, I thought about how determined she was to win this spelling bee. She believed in herself so much that she carried that confidence, and her hard work, to the top spot. &lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with competition. As I thought long and hard about it, this had &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt; to do with believing in yourself and your abilities. Follow that plan and you can accomplish just about anything. I learned that, again,.....this time from a very excited, proud 13-year old. BELIEVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6350064126976845183?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6350064126976845183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6350064126976845183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6350064126976845183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6350064126976845183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2012/01/believe.html' title='Believe!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3623744838899158779</id><published>2012-01-07T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:30:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats Off To This Coach</title><content type='html'>As most of us guys sit down to watch a weekend of NFL playoff football, we are glad to have everything we need nearby - food, drink, remote control.....the basics. I would like to note that one football team, playing this weekend, will be without one of the players it really needs to advance to the next round in these playoffs. That team is the Pittsburgh Steelers and that player is safety Ryan Clark. His Steelers are in Denver Sunday to play the Broncos. The last time Clark played a football game in Denver, he lost 30 pounds and needed his spleen and gall bladder removed. He was actually afraid he was going to die. That was 2007. The Steelers were there again in 2009 and head Coach Mike Tomlin held him out of that game (the last time, by the way, Clark was out of the lineup for a game). You see, Clark has a sickle cell trait where extreme physical exertion at a high altitude can attack a body's organs and, as most of us know, Denver is a mile above sea level.&lt;br /&gt;The difference between the past two times the Steelers were in Denver is that Clark is now the team's leading tackler (100 tackles in the season......that averages to about 6 per game and that's alot!) AND this game is a PLAYOFF game. Well, Coach Tomlin (a native of Denbeigh and graduate of Denbeigh High School, by the way) is making the same decision he made in 2009. This time, though, he is holding out his best defender from his team's biggest game of the year...a game where a loss could cost an individual player in the thousands of dollars and a team alot more. Why would a coach with so much on the line keep his best defender out of the game? Why not take the chance? Without Ryan Clark, the Steelers may be at a decided defensive disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;Coach Tomlin said that this is way above "any football game" as he put it. He said he wouldn't play his own son under these conditions and, if he wouldn't do that, then he would do the same for any player, especially Ryan Clark.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that!! A football coach makes a "life" decision instead of a "game" decision. Mike Tomlin let everyone know his priorities, his team's and his player's. I was a Mike Tomlin admirer prior to this. Today, I became a Mike Tomlin fan. Coach, thanks for showing us what's really important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3623744838899158779?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3623744838899158779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3623744838899158779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3623744838899158779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3623744838899158779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2012/01/hats-off-to-this-coach.html' title='Hats Off To This Coach'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-9176069349869364039</id><published>2011-12-22T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:17:48.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and The Ring</title><content type='html'>As most of you have gathered by now, today (12/22) is my birthday. Been around for a while but I seem to remember most or all of them and what happened during each. BUT - one birthday, for obvious reasons, is, absolutely, the most memorable. The year - 2003 - was not a particularly good one. The early part of that year I lost my mom to Alzheimer's and later in the year my marriage of 17 years came to an abrupt end. Going into Christmas of 2003, I was not exactly the happiest person. &lt;br /&gt;Now, to set the rest of this all up, I have to take you back to the mid-70's when I was an impressionable young DJ in South Georgia. My mom and dad would occasionally come to visit and my dad and I would usually manage to squeeze in a golf game. On this particular day, it was very humid so I would always remove my college ring for fear of my fingers swelling when I played in that type of weather. That day, I placed the ring in the gold cart's open glove compartment. After we completed the round and started gathering our belongings, I noticed the ring was missing. My dad and I searched and searched, retracing step after step, but to no avail. I left a message at the front desk of the pro shop just in case the ring was found. This was my college graduation ring complete with fraternity insignia on the stone. I would have to say it was one of my most prized possessions. Unfortnately, nothing came back to the pro shop (or, at least, we thought) so my ring was gone for good. For close to 10 years, my sweet mother tried to get the ring replaced as a birthday gift but the expsne was just too much because it was a ring that had to made. None from 1972 were in stock. At one point, mom told me that she had tried but had to give up so I guess I just moved on from there and the ring became just am memory to me. Now, mond you, mom always.....and, I mean, ALWAYS, had to make sure I had a great birthday, as close to Christmas as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to early December 2003. I was single again, living alone. I come home from work one night to find a letter in my mailbox from the Penn State (my alma mater) Registrar's office. My first thought was that I owed the school money somehow. I opened the letter and noticed a handwritten note attached to an official letter from the registar which said "We think this ring may be yours. The inscription described in the attached letter closely resembles your name from that graduation year." Imagine my anticipation!!!.....after all these years!! I read the handwritten note from a man who lives in Rome, Georgia who says he found this ring and he wanted to get it back to the rightful owner. Now, the anticipation was turning into sheer joy. I knew I needed to find this person right away. The next morning I was able to get a phone number from information and I called and this very man answered. Turns out he lived next to the golf pro of the golf course in that South Georgia town back then. The gold pro found the ring on the course and saw that it was a Penn State ring. Well, his neighbor (this man) was a Penn State grad, so he brought it to him thinking he would be able to find the owner in a much, quicker fashion. The man held on to the ring and vowed to find the owner for quite some time but, then, life happened, and the ring wound up in a box for 18 years and 3 moves. Then, in the fall of 2003, while watching a special news story about a Vietnam veteran who was reunited with his fiance due to a found engagement ring, he decided to find the rightful owner of the class ring. Which brings us to the day we talked. He promised he would mail the ring that day (December 15th to be exact) and he did. 5 days later, I arrived at home to find a box in my mailbox postmarked Rome, Georgia. I couldn't get that box open fast enough. There it was - my 1972 Penn State class ring and my name inscribed on the inside. I tried it on and it fit as if I'd never lost it. I had my ring back - this time for good.&lt;br /&gt;As I reflected on the events of the past week, I began to realize something which hit me, like a hurricane, head on. My mom always wanted me to have that ring as a birthday present and, here I am, just a day and a half before my birthday and I have the ring.......on the first birthday I won't share with my mother. But, knowing this four-foot-eleven, one-hundred-pound dynamo, I'm guessing that her first order of business with God was to make sure I got that ring on my birthday. Mom continued to make my birthday as special as ever. I believe that as how it happened and always will. Too many coincidences....too many events relating to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've lost someone close to you recently, or for that matter, ever, rest assured, you haven't "lost" them. They are there with you, watching over you, helping guide you through life. Since that day, I have felt my mother's presence on a daily basis. MY guardian angel. Who is yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-9176069349869364039?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/9176069349869364039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=9176069349869364039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9176069349869364039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9176069349869364039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/12/mom-and-ring.html' title='Mom and The Ring'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8091577183525675181</id><published>2011-12-11T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:54:25.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Just Play The Game?</title><content type='html'>Over the past several weeks, I have gotten, increasingly, annoyed with the athletic "celebrations" I have viewed with various sporting events - primarly, football, but not confined to that sport.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been of the "act like you've been there before" attitude when a player scores a touchdown on the football field BUT I will give them a general pass because I know that's the ultimate for any football player. What really gets to me are the celebrations after minor, almost miniscule, accomplishments. I see a player tackle another after a 1-yard gain and that player dances around as if he'd found gold. That's similar to a mechanic opening the hood of an automobile and high fiving everyone in the shop for doing that. I see this type of celebration over and over. &lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the trash talk. The incomplete pass in football is, pretty much, a non-event once it happens but how often do I see opposing players "jawing" at each other on the way back to their respective huddles. Can we just play the game, folks?&lt;br /&gt;All of this celebrating and trash talking came to head, in my mind, with an unbelieveably embarassing baskteball games last night between Xavier and Cincinnati Universities. Unnecessary celebrations....unnecessary words with opponents. The game has to end with 9 seconds left because both teams were so out of control. It was a street brawl....not a basketball game. This is what we've been reduced to and I believe my profession is somewhat responsible for it. What highlights do we see these days? The slam dunk in basketball.....the excessive end zone celebration in football....the major league baseball player standing an admiring his homerun instead of just circling the bases. Do ratings mean that much? I'd ask the coaches to get control of things but some of them are just as guilty. Ever watch a college baketball game and the "theatrics" of the head coach? Can we just play the game?&lt;br /&gt;Then....I sense some hope from one individual. How refreshing was it to hear the speech of the 2011 Heimsan Tropy Winner for college football? It wasn't about him. It was about his school...his teammates. It had to be one of the most inspirational award acceptance speeches I've heard in quite some time. Robert Griffin III, you give me a reason to believe that the future may be brighter. You play the game!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8091577183525675181?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8091577183525675181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8091577183525675181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8091577183525675181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8091577183525675181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-just-play-game.html' title='Can We Just Play The Game?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4836885054159500348</id><published>2011-11-27T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:21:33.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Owe This Man My Life</title><content type='html'>This man is celebrating a birthday - a milestone birthday, for sure. My earliest recollection of him was a tall, gangly, yet purposeful person who embraced every day of his life with nothing but enthusiasm. He was always tough, yet fair.....always challenging, yet charitable.....intense, yet fun....and stern, yet loving. I learned, from him, that a job is never DONE until it is COMPLETE. You can paint a whole house but the job isn't done until everything is back in its place and you can admire the work in its normal environment. That type of work ethic is part of my DNA.&lt;br /&gt;He taught me how to swing a bat, pass a football and shoot a basket, among other things. When I was a starter on my high school football team, he was there for every game, ready with encouragement and some constructive criticism when the game was over. &lt;br /&gt;He is the main reason for my love of music. From earliest memory, I could always hear music in our house, whether it be a radio, a stereo or him, strumming his guitar and singing to me. And, yes, put the guitar on the list of things he taught me.&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am today due to his guidance, strength and love. He is celebrating 90 years of life on this earth and starting way back on a summer night at age 6, in an emergency room when I heard "Don't worry, Daddy is right here", he &lt;b&gt;has&lt;/b&gt; been ever since. &lt;br /&gt;Dad, thanks for being "right here" from day one. I hope that I turn out to be half the human being you have turned out to be. Happy 90th Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4836885054159500348?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4836885054159500348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4836885054159500348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4836885054159500348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4836885054159500348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-owe-this-man-my-life.html' title='I Owe This Man My Life'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2020825809895607603</id><published>2011-11-21T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:20:33.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thankful Week</title><content type='html'>This is the week wheh it all really starts - the Holiday Season (cue the music!). This is when I start thinking about the past year...past years....what's ahead....all of that. Most of all, in the spirit of the week of giving thanks, it's my turn. I consider myself one very lucky person. I've had the opportunity to meet some big stars....see some bigger ones in concert...and become friends with some even bigger ones. I've had experiences in one year in this business that some don't get to have in a lifetime!!! Needless to say, I am thankful for my profession - as consolidated and homogenized as it has become in some places, it is still the only job I care to want or have, ever!&lt;br /&gt;I am truly thankful to work for a company who believes in the phrase "live and local" and they live it every day. I am thankful for an outstanding boss who challenges me daily and makes me feel 20 years younger. I am extremely grateful to work WITH a staff who share the same passion for this business, for music, for radio. I am extremely thankful for all of those who I've had the pleasure of working along side at various radio stations in various cities.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a father who still mentors me to this day in his own inimitable way and a brother and sister who I know have had my back every day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a grown daughter and son-in-law who have always made me feel special and blessed me with three wonderful grandchildren. I am also thankful that I got another shot at being a Dad a few years back and now am the parent of a beuatiful, smart, gregarious 13-year old daughter. Thanks for keeping me on my toes every day!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the woman who makes each day seem so special. She makes my arrival home seem as if it's the highlight of her day. It doesn't get any better than that.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I am thankful that I have Someone in my corner Who lets me know what the real priorities are. Thank you, God, for being there every minute. Believe me, I know You are there!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2020825809895607603?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2020825809895607603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2020825809895607603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2020825809895607603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2020825809895607603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-week.html' title='A Thankful Week'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8174470272383558299</id><published>2011-11-12T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:54:35.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Win for the Student Body</title><content type='html'>Some of you may know that I'm a graduate of Penn State - a very, PROUD alumnus I might add. I've worn the Penn State colors for years.....been a proud fan of any Nittany Lions' sport, particularly football. While at Penn State, I never really had the opportunity to meet Coach Paterno but I did idolize him, regardless. It wasn't until 4 years ago, on a non-publicized visit to Granby High School, that I did finally get a chance to meet him and spend a little time(I have some associations with that school which enabled me to meet him.). After that, the pedestal was higher than ever for Coach and PSU!.......THEN the events of this past week unfolded and I felt as if I had been punched right in the stomach... betrayed by own father. You see, that's JoePa to any Penn Stater. He is like a father to anyone who has ever attended that school. As this week progressed, my pride began to turn to embarassment, anger and disgust. How did all of this happen at such a great place??? To add insult to injury, I watched a misguided group of students cause even more embarassment for Penn State Wednesday night after Coach Paterno's dismissal was announced. &lt;br /&gt;After all of this, I had decided that showing any Penn State colors, logos, etc. in the future would not be in any of my wardrobe plans. The man I admired more than most and the university I was proud to have attended had let me down and it would be quite some time, I thought, before that would ever change.&lt;br /&gt;I actually wasn't sure whether I even wanted to watch the Penn State-Nebraska game but then I was made aware of two things - a student candlelight vigil last night(with some of the players)and a proposed student "Blue-Out" for the game to remember the victims and their families. That was just the tip of the so-called iceberg. As the game telecast began, I watched the team come in from the tunnel arm-in-arm, shoulder-to-shoulder, surrounded by cheerleaders and NUMEROUS former Penn State players. I saw a totally BLUE stadium. I saw Penn State AND Nebraska football teams meet at midfield and pray together for these victims and their families and those who have yet to come forward. I saw a student body unified for a cause....a cause this country knew existed but now realizes how big of a problem it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was a good one. Both teams showed a tremendous amount of resiliency and heart but the Nittany Lions fell short by 3 points. How did the student body in that stadium react? A standing ovation for both teams!!! Once again, the teams met at midfield and prayed as did the entire crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may have been a loss for the Penn State football team but it was a huge victory for the Penn State student body who showed the world that no coach, no game, no school holds more importance than the innocence of a child. You can count on seeing me, from here on, in my Penn State blue and white....but, for a very different reason!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8174470272383558299?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8174470272383558299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8174470272383558299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8174470272383558299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8174470272383558299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/win-for-student-body.html' title='A Win for the Student Body'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1690701919662914622</id><published>2011-11-10T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:36:01.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night of Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>It was party time.......oh yes...CMA Awards Night!! We started at our hotel where we hung out with the Eli Young Band for a bit. I told lead singer Mike Eli that next year they would be hitting the red carpet. In their typical, low-key, Texas style, Mike echoed the bands sentiments in that they were enjoying their "anonymity" this year and satisfied to celebrate their firs number 1 song which happened during CMA week. That was enough attention as far as Mike was concerned.&lt;br /&gt;The show was one of the better ones kicked off with that rousing Blake Shelton/Kenny Loggins "Footloose" (wasn't it good to hear Kenny sing that again?). Brad and Carrie were great together and Zac Brown just nailed it with Greg Allman and that rendition of "Georgia On My Mind".&lt;br /&gt;Really excited for The Band Perry, who just 2 years ago were watching American Idol in my office after a short St. Jude Radiothon appearance for us. Blake and Miranda win...as expected in my mind. Lady A pick up another one and Taylor gets the big one. If you were at one of Taylor's stadium shows, you understand why she got the award.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all this, I get the news of a firing of a long time college footbal coach. I'm a Penn State grad and Joe Paterno has always been one of my idols....so the night began to take on a bittersweet flavor. (I'll address all that in a future blog, for sure). &lt;br /&gt;The big, post-award parties were going.....Warner Brothers (Blake's label) was the best, in my mind, with a rockin' soul band and an energetic crowd. We hung out with Nick, Damien and Krista of The Farm and, somehow, you could tell that they would be an honored band in the future.&lt;br /&gt;At the Capitol party, Luke Bryan was holding court and just happy that he didn't mess up his performance on the show.&lt;br /&gt;The Big Machine party (Taylor's label) was a little too high-tech for me and the rumors of the label being sold (for 200 million, mind you!) permeated that event.&lt;br /&gt;So, the week is done....what a great week....hope we added a little more CMA Awards flavor to your life this week. Hope you enjoyed the videos, the pictures, the blog, etc. As we leave this morning, I am thankful for several things - a boss who allows me to be gone this long; a wonderful format that keeps cranking out great artists and great music; a work partner (Mark McKay) who is relentless in his pursuit of information and entertainment and my lovely wife, who, if it's possible, enjoys this all even more than I do and makes it even more fun to experience. Until next time......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1690701919662914622?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1690701919662914622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1690701919662914622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1690701919662914622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1690701919662914622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-of-mixed-emotions.html' title='A Night of Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8136979428395372856</id><published>2011-11-09T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:26:51.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Day is Here!!!</title><content type='html'>What a week this has been and it's only Wednesday morning!! Lots going on now that we are approaching awards day. Yesterday morning, most of us in the hotel were rousted by Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood playing outdoors next door to us for ABC's "Good Morning, America". Got a chance to visit more with Faith Hill at our braodcast booth who was amazed we would play her new song so much (every 97 minutes today).I will say this.....Faith could use a donut or two. That is one beautiful, THIN woman.&lt;br /&gt;Great video interview with Mark about her new song. Kiefer and Shauna - Thompson Square stopped by and they talked about how exciting it's been to get their first CMA nomination, especially after they were tending bar right down the street, while trying to make ends meet, just 18 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we had the pleasure of attending a party hosted by their label.....who, also, have some guy named Jason Aldean. He received a special #1 album plaque last nightfrom the head of the label. Label mate James Wesley performed and they announced the signing of one of our favorites (and the man with one of the best laughs of all time) Randy Houser.....now married to Chesapeake native, Alicia Yantz. Lots of fun....but this is just the beginning. Post-awards parties are tonight and we will be blogging away about that tomorrow. Until then........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8136979428395372856?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8136979428395372856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8136979428395372856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8136979428395372856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8136979428395372856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-is-here.html' title='THE Day is Here!!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1046819787471536208</id><published>2011-11-08T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:03:20.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our House is Your House</title><content type='html'>What a day this second one of the CMA week turned out to be. We had the chance to se and talk to some big names. Taylor Swift stopped by and couldn't stop talking about her new kitten named "Meredith" (who my little one thinks is names after her, by the way!). Jennifer and Christian, Sugarland, gave us a neat, little scoop telling us that they will debut a new song on the CMA's that we will play for you Thursday morning. Jennifer promised that it is VERY "steamy". Vince Gill, in his "Make Biscuits, Not War" hat was as personable as ever and Steve Holy refined his standup routine with us later in the day. You can see and hear all of those interviews, and more, right here: http://www.eagle97.com/pages/11387381.php.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we had the pleasure of being taken out to Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's house (pictures on our Eagle Facebook page) for a really, cool, relaxed get together with several hundred of their friends. The house is one once owned by Hank Williams Sr. so that was cool enough all by itself.&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Faith about her single "Come Home" (her first in 5 years) that you'll hear first on The Eagle tomorrow starting at 6:45am. She's really excited about it and hinted that she and Tim would be visiting Hampton Roads some time next year. (And she looked awesome, of course). &lt;br /&gt;Tim was glad to be without a cane and was walking fine alhough he told me he's waiting until after the new year to start back to his jogging routine.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night and more to come today. Hope we're helping you enjoy it aall with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1046819787471536208?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1046819787471536208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1046819787471536208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1046819787471536208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1046819787471536208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-house-is-your-house.html' title='Our House is Your House'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4492552536951381836</id><published>2011-11-07T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:48:46.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day at CMA Week</title><content type='html'>I guess you can it's the calm before the storm. We did get to talk to the boys in the Eli Young Band as they were finding out that they achieved gtheir first number one song with "Crazy Girl". If you think it doesn't mean alot to these folks check out Mark McKay's interview with them here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eagle97.com/pages/11387381.php.&lt;br /&gt;Several artists on the comeback trail, in particular, Ty Herndon, who has some excellent new music out as we talked about getting him to the Eagle's Nest for a show. &lt;br /&gt;You can feel the excitement starting to build. The city is starting to "fill up" with folks and the artists begin to really hit the interview trail with us today......Band Perry, Taylor Swift, Chris Young and Hunter Hayes to name just a few.&lt;br /&gt;The big news yesterday was in Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood's press conference as Brad confessecd that oldest son Huck no longer has a "thing" for Carrie. He has now turned his attention to Kimberly of The Band Perry.&lt;br /&gt;We also have a special Eagle Winterblast "tease", so to speak, from one of the bands that you can catch on the interview page, too.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we hear that 70's/80's icon Kenny Loggins may be coming through today. In case you hadn't heard, he and Blake Shelton will be opening the CMA Awards show with a special version of "Footloose". &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we go to Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's house for a small "gathering". I'll have something on that for you this time tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4492552536951381836?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4492552536951381836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4492552536951381836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4492552536951381836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4492552536951381836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-day-at-cma-week.html' title='First Day at CMA Week'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6485573683951474779</id><published>2011-11-05T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:19:06.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Music City for the CMA Awards</title><content type='html'>Well, we have arrived. Mark McKay and I are here in Nashville for the next 5 days for CMA Awards week. Check this blog every day/morning or an update as to what we've seen, heard and learned. We'll be visiting with lots of stars and you'll be able to catch those conversations on our special CMA page on the Eagle web site. This won't be a blog abou how much fun we're having or who we have eaten with, etc. This is for the purpose of getting YOU inside the CMA awards. Who was seen with who.....what have we heard about any future tours, artists, etc. We'll pass it all on right here and, if there is something you want to know, let us know on our Facebook fan page and we'll do our best to find out for you. We are here for you so be ready to be a part of the CMA Awards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6485573683951474779?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6485573683951474779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6485573683951474779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6485573683951474779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6485573683951474779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-music-city-for-cma-awards.html' title='In Music City for the CMA Awards'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-246641224803131569</id><published>2011-10-28T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:15:05.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Used To Be a Ballpark</title><content type='html'>I have spouted off about this before but, after last night's amazing finish to Game 6 of the 2011 MLB World Series, I feel the need to spew again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night was probably one of the most exciting World Series games in years and I would guess that about 1000 people on the east coast got to see the end of it. Why is that? The game's FIRST PITCH wasn't until about 8:07pm. If it had ended in regulation, we are still talking about around 11:30 but this one went into extra innings (11 to be exact) and wound up ending at 12:40 AM!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;One of my fondest childhood memories from this time of year were the World Series' games I was able to listen to on the radio and/or watch on television. My interest in baseball was above just about everything else and the same applied for most of my friends at that time. We would re-enact these games in our own back yards or at the nearby school baseball field. &lt;br /&gt;These days those fields are empty. When was the last time you saw a bunch of kids playing baseball anywhere? The fields, the yards, the streets? What I mentioned in the first paragraph is the primary reason why. What child is able to stay up past 10pm, let alone 12:40AM, to watch a basxeball game? Oh, but John, we can't forget the west coast. Remember, they're 3 hours behind us. So, how many West Coast baseball fans are into the Rangers and the Cardinals? You probably could count that on one hand. &lt;br /&gt;Now look at the NFL.....Sunday afternoons are still sacred. They still play in daylight, for the most part. Even the Super Bowl is over early enough for everyone to watch&lt;br /&gt;When will Major League Baseball realize that they are losing the younger fan base? The NFL...the NCAA.....Extreme Games.....that's where they are going......or maybe they're just going to the streets with nothing to do but get into trouble. Bring baseball back to the masses. The earlier, the better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-246641224803131569?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/246641224803131569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=246641224803131569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/246641224803131569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/246641224803131569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-used-to-be-ballpark.html' title='There Used To Be a Ballpark'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7701939231174862118</id><published>2011-10-22T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T09:54:05.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Goes My "Neighborhood"</title><content type='html'>We live in a modest, ranch home. 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. Your typical 60's home upgraded and remodeled, of course. Since day one, I have had full use of the master bath which is a small closet-like room attached to our master bedroom. The girls - my wife and daughter - used the large "guest" bathroom complete with two sinks, tub, etc. - all of the acoutrements needed as far as any women is concerned. &lt;br /&gt;Well, now, that the "little" girl is moving into the teen years, my lovely wife is now having issues sharing the bathroom with her and has decided it would be best for us to share the smaller master bath. This morning has been "move in" day. The sink has, somehow, disappeared in a sea of various lotions and soaps. Half of the medicine cabinet now has items I couldn't identify if you put a gun to my head. Of course, during the "cleanup" (and there was a massive cleanup prior to move-in), my wife claims to have found medicine and after shave that had expired 5 years ago. Those things have expiration dates? Really? Nothing had evaporated or disappeared so, for me, they were still good. Guess not for the "new" tenant. &lt;br /&gt;I just walked in there a few minutes ago and the aroma of Pine-Sol permeated the room. Hadn't smelled that in years. The floor, the shower, the sink - spotless!!!! What was happening??? Cleanliness has now crept into my life. That's a positive, I guess. I would also have to assume that the other would be the year or two added to my life because of the lack of whatever germs had resided in there for the past 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;I guess sharing isn't so bad after all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7701939231174862118?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7701939231174862118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7701939231174862118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7701939231174862118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7701939231174862118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-goes-my-neighborhood.html' title='There Goes My &quot;Neighborhood&quot;'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2322105991524285149</id><published>2011-10-08T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:10:21.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Gotta Have Heart</title><content type='html'>It's been a while for one of these but it's time to get back into the old "blog" swing and, after yesterday, it's time. I will warn you that a sports analogy is coming but there will be a point for everyone...sports enthusiast or not.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had the opportunity to witness two sporting events - one in person and one on TV. After taking in the results of each, I was able to see the relation between the two.&lt;br /&gt;I had the fortune of seeing one of the best high school football games I ever witnessed, in person, last night. A game where the lead changed 7 times in the 4th quarter alone! I saw the home team (my team, by the way) fall behind with less than a minute to go and, then, I watched as a bunch of players became a team. They closed ranks, with just 40 seconds left and 80 yards to go to score, pulled it all together to come back and win. They looked to each other and used each other to lift the team to a higher level. &lt;br /&gt;My second sporting event was viewed from the comfort of my "man room" couch as my Philadelphia Phillies (if you don't know by now....I'm a Philly native and a HUGE fan!)were trying to stave off being eliminated from the National League playoffs. They were a preseason pick....and a during-season pick, to win the whole thing. This was a team made up of some of the best in the business and they were fortified this year by more of that type of player. In the other dugout, a team that was doing all they could to get IN the playoffs, let alone STAY in the playoffs. One team - the Phils - had a 10 and a half game lead when they clinched their playoff place. The other team - the St. Louis Cardinals - were 10 and a half games OUT OF the playoffs when that happened. They had lots of ground to make up in a short period of time. Well, you know the result. What I saw last night was one group of players waiting for the next guy to step up against another TEAM who closed ranks and decided to do it TOGETHER!!! You know who won?.....the TEAM, of course!!!! &lt;br /&gt;The common thread from both of these events - other than the fact that two TEAMS won? Both winners showed the love they had for each other as teammates and put away and all personal ambitions for the sake of the TEAM. They performed with their hearts instead of their heads. Give me a TEAM like that every time and talent doesn't matter. There IS strength in unity.&lt;br /&gt;Out jogging this morning, I thought about the parallels to my life and to others I know. I can't do it alone....with my job.....with my family......with my life. I, YOU, need a TEAM to make it happen every day with your job, your family....your life!!! You GOTTA have heart!! That brain part is secondary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2322105991524285149?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2322105991524285149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2322105991524285149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2322105991524285149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2322105991524285149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-gotta-have-heart.html' title='You Gotta Have Heart'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7927453375826629843</id><published>2011-07-17T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:01:14.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little "Surprise"</title><content type='html'>It was 49 years ago.......earlier in the year....the announcement was made at our dinner table that my brother, at age 17, and I, at age 11, were going to be treated to a family addition. No, not a pet....a real, live human being. We were going to have another sibling in the house. We never gave another family member a thought.....until that day. Well, 49 years ago yesterday, our little sister was born. My days as the youngest were over....I was the now the "middle" child. Little did I know how blessed that day would be. She was the happiest, sweetest little one. I was, pretty much, the "big" brother at home since my big brother headed off to college. She was with me just about everywhere even that day that my friends taught her, as she put it, "some new bad words" while watching us play basketball in our driveway. I watched her excel in gymnastics at age 6......and 7 ....and 8.....and then I went off to college. From there it's been a blur but she has grown up to be one of the strongest people I know. Life threw her a number of curveballs but, like the patient hitter, she handled it all. I couldn't be prouder of anyone. Happy Birthday to my little sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7927453375826629843?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7927453375826629843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7927453375826629843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7927453375826629843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7927453375826629843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-little-surprise.html' title='Our Little &quot;Surprise&quot;'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-690347325721711260</id><published>2011-06-18T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T10:10:19.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THEE Man in My Life</title><content type='html'>From the first day I could recall anything, he was there......not the most affectionate guy but...he was there.....he was there for my first day at school. He was there for my confirmation, first communion, etc. A night I will always remember when he was there - I was 6 years old, being treated for a nasty head cut in a hospital emergency room (I was begging my mom to go outside and play one last time, sitting at the top of our basement steps and I leaned a little too far and tumbled down the steps to the bottom where the back of my head found a paint-covered cinder block. Maybe why I've been accused by some of having a hard head.). I was as scared as any 6-year old would be in that situation until I heard whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, I'm here!......He was there for to teach me how to catch and hit a baseball, throw a football, shoot a basketball, mow a lawn, drive a car, etc. He was there supporting me through all of my relationship mistakes. Never second-guessed me, although he could....and maybe should have..:). After my last one went awry after a bunch of years, not too long ago, he was there, calling me offering encouragement. He was right - the best was yet to come and I met her 7 years ago. He taught me the meaning of loyalty and obedience; what a little "elbow grease", as he called it, would do for me. He taught me NEVER to quit on anything, especially myself. He was tough and somewhat hard to please but he was the most generous individual I'd ever known. He would help anyone in trouble, whether he knew them or not.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am one of the fortunate ones who, at my age, get to spend a day with him. My Dad.....if I turn out to be half the person he's been, I'm good! My Dad - THEE man in my life! Please remember yours today.....whether he is here or not....believe he is always "here" for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-690347325721711260?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/690347325721711260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=690347325721711260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/690347325721711260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/690347325721711260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/06/thee-man-in-my-life.html' title='THEE Man in My Life'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3542718305024833922</id><published>2011-06-15T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:43:13.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Our Life A Numbers Game?</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since we've talked. Count on these to be a little more frequent from here on. Thanks for your patience, in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;By now, you should know that I'm a huge sports fan and, at different times during my career, I did some work for various sports teams. My most memorable "stint" was with the NBA Champion Dallas Mavericks in their pre-Mark Cuban days. I have a longer history with Mr. Cuban being his very first ever web streaming client. KLIF, Dallas, started it all for him......so, was there any question as to whom I was rooting for in the NBA Finals? It's still takes me back just a bit when I precede the Mavericks name with "NBA Champion". I was there when 15-20 wins in an 80-game season was more than the norm than an aberration. I saw when this team started builidng itself. Above that, I saw the philosophy they were beginning to build on - the philosophy that got them a championship - teamwork! No one player was above any other. Every one had a role and a backup role and they all were integral part of an improbable championship run. Before his ownership, Mark Cuban exexmplified that with the way he treated his web clients and carried that over to his team.&lt;br /&gt;The Mavs' coach, Rick Carlisle, spoke of success versus fulfillment after the big win. Each player achieved some level of success in the league and their careers up to that point but none were able to fulfill that ultimate dream until this past Sunday. They went up against a Miami Heat franchise with two (maybe three) of the most talented players in the NBA today against one aging star and 11 other "spare parts". What ensued was a "star" who looked at more of himself as part of a bigger team framework going against three all-stars who hadn't figured out how to reach the mountain top as a unit.&lt;br /&gt;The Dallas Mavericks fulfilled their ultimate dream by relying on each other through the good and bad times. They believed in each other. They leaned on one another. They had confidence and each other's ability knwoing , if one player was out of step another would step up. They believed in the fulfillment. "Strength in numbers" is what one player epitomized as the ultimate reason for the Mavericks' win.&lt;br /&gt;Thetre is no question that we can learn from this event with our jobs, our friends, our family, our faith! We can't do &lt;b&gt;any&lt;/b&gt; of this alone. &lt;b&gt;NONE&lt;/b&gt; of it. Yes, we will experience individual success but that only happens for that moment in time. Our ultimate fulfillment depends on how we build our relationships over time and how we incorporate tjem into our life. If we approached our lives as the Dallas Mavericks approached an NBA Championship, all uf us......we may see the world around us as God meant it be when he put it all together. There's definitely "Strength in Numbers".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3542718305024833922?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3542718305024833922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3542718305024833922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3542718305024833922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3542718305024833922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-our-life-numbers-game.html' title='Is Our Life A Numbers Game?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-80939438362132343</id><published>2011-02-21T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:11:18.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY, An INteresting NASCAR Story</title><content type='html'>For those who know me, I'm an avid sports fan. I like most sports. Depending upon the event, I watch my share of baseball, football, golf, basketball, hockey, etc. To be very honest, though, I have never been a any kind of a NASCAR fan. I have tried but a race of 500 miles just can't hold my interest so I, usually, wait until about mile 495 to watch a major race. This applied to the past weekend's Daytona 500. I figured I would wait until about a couple of laps were remaining and, then, I would be there to see the finish.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I wound up seeing history and something, in my opinion, that can do nothing but good for NASCAR. Jeff Gordon was out.....Jimmy Johnson was deep in the pack......Junior wrecked just prior to my tuning in. So - up steps this 20-year old rookie who was only driving in his second NASCAR event and, in a thrilling finish, wins! What a story - best exemplified by his remark after the race while driving off the track ' "Where Do I Go Now - I've never been here before!" 20 years old....the youngest ever to win the Daytona 500. Trevor Bayne showed us that even NASCAR can come up with a great story. I noticed that the attention being paid to this win and Trevor himself stretched well beyond the normal NASCAR fan. Even my wife showed interest in the story and she is about as interested in NASCAR as our little dog (as a matter of fact, the pup did show some interest toward the end, waking from his nap to stare at the TV.). On a weekend when the NBA All-Stars were showing off (literally) their talents in LA; on a weekend when Major League Baseball Spring Training got underway in earnest; on a weekend, when the NFL owners and the Players Association started their negotitiation joust, NASCAR took center stage. Hats off to you, Trevor Bayne. Don't be a flash in the pan and this could be a year long story! Just what NASCAR needs to bet back into total prominence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-80939438362132343?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/80939438362132343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=80939438362132343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/80939438362132343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/80939438362132343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-interesting-nascar-story.html' title='FINALLY, An INteresting NASCAR Story'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2778683747154436686</id><published>2011-02-12T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:07:54.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best "Rules" I Know</title><content type='html'>Had to share these with you from one of my all-time idols, Vince Lombardi. Applys to all of us. Feel free to pass them on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lombardi Rules &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from&lt;br /&gt;The Lombardi Rules: 26 lessons from Vince Lombardi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ask Yourself Tough Questions &lt;br /&gt;Answer the question of purpose. Am I going to let my life be controlled by the crush of daily activities or will my purpose prevail over the demands that never cease to cry for attention? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Expect to be Observed &lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not, you're being watched 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. People will know who you are by what you do more than by what you say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Write Your Character &lt;br /&gt;The word “character” is derived from old world concepts of engraving and inscribing. Character doesn't blink. It means seeking truth, finding and keeping faith, practicing humility and showing respect and compassion for others. Learn from hardship. Identify your heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Total Commitment &lt;br /&gt;The Latin root for commitment is "to cut away from," like an incision. When you commit to something you are cutting away all your other options. 100% effort, 100% of the time is what it takes to win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Work Harder than Everybody &lt;br /&gt;Do more than somebody else is willing to do and you'll end up winning. "Run it again" wasn't just something I said to the team, during practice, it was the way I lived my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Be Prepared to Sacrifice &lt;br /&gt;Without pain, turmoil, commotion, anxiety, stress, and tension, there is no growth, no change. You must pay the price. You've got to pay a price for anything that's worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Be Mentally Tough &lt;br /&gt;Be willing to hold to your goals in the face of pressure and stress. Mental toughness means seeking out the pressure that can't be avoided anyway, and being energized by it. It's not the ability to survive a failure; it's the ability to come back stronger from failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Explain the Whys &lt;br /&gt;Always start with why, not how. "I never tell a player this is my way, now do it. Instead I say, this is the way we do it, and this is why we do it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Act, Don't React &lt;br /&gt;- Study the past, live in the present&lt;br /&gt;- Continue Learning&lt;br /&gt;- Seize the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Chase Perfection &lt;br /&gt;You will never get there, but you'll end up with excellence because you chased it. Chasing perfection is both a necessary and frustrating part of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2778683747154436686?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2778683747154436686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2778683747154436686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2778683747154436686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2778683747154436686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-rules-i-know.html' title='The Best &quot;Rules&quot; I Know'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7853456586995423334</id><published>2011-02-04T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T09:41:48.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is No Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>For the past two days, we here at 97.3 The Eagle have broken from our normal programming schedule to ask you to help the kids at St. Jude Children's Research Center and become a Partner in Hope. We know how tough it is to listen to all of this. Today is it...so if you haven't become a Partner in Hope, please think about it and call 1-800-335-9793 or go to www.eagle97.com to donate online - $20 a month on your credit card is all we ask. I'm a Partner in Hope and so is my wife and, this year, our little one (now 12), at dinner Wednesday night, asked me about the Partner in Hope, how much it was, etc. Then she asked me where she could find an envelope. 10-15 minutes after dinner she shows up with a sealed envelope in her and and writes "St. Jude's Donations" on it, hands it to me and said that this was her donation to be a Partner in Hope for a month - a $20 bill (from her own money) was in there. She explained that she couldn't do it every month because she didn't have enough money. Needless to say, her mom and I looked at each other and smiled, although I was having a difficult time holding back the TEARS of joy. I know that God opened up "The Book of Meredith" (her name) and put a big Gold Star in it.&lt;br /&gt;Our child is healthy, thanks to God and I can assume that yours is so we are both very thankful! Let's remember those who aren't and help them today. If a 12-year old can understand the significance of helping the kids at St. Jude, then it shouldn't be any problem for any of us adults. 1-800-335-9793. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7853456586995423334?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7853456586995423334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7853456586995423334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7853456586995423334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7853456586995423334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/02/there-is-no-tomorrow.html' title='There Is No Tomorrow!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8288187227223336573</id><published>2011-02-02T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:54:38.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some "Big Game" Thoughts</title><content type='html'>All of us this week are subject to, no matter what we watch or hear, Super Bowl hype.........oops...or should I say "Big Game" hype. Not sure whether I used that name for personal gain or not. First of all, can the NFL lighten up a little on that? Hey, fellas, realize that every time we mention that game by its rightful name, we've added to the brand you've created. You should be proud not litigious! I'll say it one more time - SUPER BOWL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, about the game.......what a classic matchup. Two long standing franchises - one family-owned and operated since day one and the other fan owned and operated since day one. No "fat cat" owners or conglomerates to get in the way. Two teams from the original NFL. Nice to have that for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that this game is being played in Dallas, Texas was, originally, ridiculous to me because, I believe, the Packers and Steelers must play in cold weather. These are cold weather, "frozen tundra" teams. Have to play in frigid conditions! Well, lo and behold if D/FW isn't being hit with an unusual cold front/ice storm. I see the Lord and I agree. Unfortunately, the NFL wants to make the "experience" a comfortable one, so the roof on Cowboy's Stadiun will be closed for the game. Well, there goes that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought - did you see the quotes about concussions from Steelers wide receiver, Hines Ward. If you haven't, go to GQ Magazine's web site and read them. The man makes alot of sense.  In a nutshell, he says if the NFL &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; cared about concussions, they would &lt;b&gt;require&lt;/b&gt; players to wear special helmets AND they would provide insurance for them for their lifetime, not just while they play. On top of that, he thinks the fine money for these helmet-to-helmet hits should go to an NFL veterans fund to help ex-players who have retired. Hines Ward for commissioner!!! Profound stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, who wins? Steelers 23-17. Hope you have a great Super Bowl...er.....Big Game party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8288187227223336573?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8288187227223336573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8288187227223336573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8288187227223336573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8288187227223336573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-big-game-thoughts.html' title='Some &quot;Big Game&quot; Thoughts'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1547759198952856295</id><published>2011-01-11T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:56:50.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Please Stop Trying Find Someone to Blame?</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, Tucson, Arizona became the center of attention when a lone gunman, apparently seeking out a Congresswoman from the state, shot and killed 6 people and wounded 14 at a shopping center. A horrible event, to say the least. In its aftermath, I heard, not only the country sheriff, but various news agency talk hosts blame the conservative media and the Tea Party movement for being one of the causes for this sad day. You have GOT to be kidding me! When a tragedy like this occurs, we all want someone to take responsibility. But - for anyone to lay some of that on the media makes the whole thing a bit far-fetched. Why then should we not indict Hollywood for producing films highlighting deranged individuals? How many times have we heard of a tragedy that is linked in that way? For some reason, Hollywood appears to be exempt.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom-line, this was one deranged individual who committed a heinous act. He wasn't provoked by the media, Hollywood or any particular organization. He had one target and he was obsessed with that. He was not a conservative. He was not a liberal. He was just one sick human being. Let's just leave it at that and not get carried away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1547759198952856295?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1547759198952856295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1547759198952856295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1547759198952856295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1547759198952856295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-we-please-stop-trying-find-someone.html' title='Can We Please Stop Trying Find Someone to Blame?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2049551424768800102</id><published>2011-01-05T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:26:53.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Example of What We All Can Do</title><content type='html'>By now, you are pretty much aware of the story of Ted Williams. No, not the Hall of fame baseball star. I'm referring to the homeless man who stood on a street corner in Columbus, Ohio asking for help with his God-given talent of a good voice. Millions of YouTube views later, this guy found himself on network news shows, morning radio shows and mulling over several job offers including one very lucrative one with Pro Basketball's Cleveland Cavaliers which included a mortgage paid on a house. No one knew this man two days ago. Now, he is probably the biggest story of this young year, thus far. Here was a man down on his luck, homeless, suddenly seeing his life make an unexpected, enormously successful turn. Why? Because hundreds of people came up with job possibilities for this man. Hundreds of thousands wanted to help in some way. So - my question is this: Why can't we do this for other folks down on their luck as Mr. Williams has been? I'm not just talking about out of work radio DJ's. I'm talking about that 9.8% who are unemployed in our country. What if we joined together for those folks as we did for this man? That 9.8% would be considerably less, wouldn't it? Various organizations seemed to be able to find an opening for this man so maybe there are others who can do the same for the rest of the out-of-work population. Think about the possibilities. No need for government intervention.....we do it OURSELVES (thank you, Bob McNeill). Don't know any better reason as to why we are here, do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2049551424768800102?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2049551424768800102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2049551424768800102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2049551424768800102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2049551424768800102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-example-of-what-we-all-can-do.html' title='One Example of What We All Can Do'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8627210420060422274</id><published>2010-12-17T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:52:04.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Movies - Best and Worst</title><content type='html'>I know that most of these have something profound to say but, right now, I'm in one of those "holiday" moods. You know........just want to drift and think of simple things.....like my best and worst Christmas movies.&lt;br /&gt;Let me get the worst out of the way first. Starting my top 5 would have to be "Santa Claus - The Movie" starring Dudley Moore. It was billed as a Christmas blockbuster back in the early 80's wih its effects, etc. Well.......what a bomb. Dudley Moore as the elf who saves Christmas. Imagine that! &lt;br /&gt;At number 4, Deck the Halls with Danny DeVito and Matthew Broderick......need I say more with that combination in the same movie. At #3, Jingle All the Way.....at least now, Arnold has something else to do. #2....Bad Santa - Billy Bob Thornton as Santa.....Yikes!!....I figure any Santa movie that you can't show to kids has to be on this list! And my number one worst Christmas movie is pretty recent...the infamous "Fred Claus" with Vince Vaughan, who, I think, somewhat redeems himself in Four Christmas's, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to my favorites.....I have alot that could have made this but I'll just give my top 5...at #5, Scrooged....Bill Murray's monologue about Christmas Eve is worth the whole movie......at #4....The Christmas Story...even though we will see this, ad nauseum, on TBS, it still captures so well what goes though a young boy's mind at Christmas time. And tell me you still don't howl at the "leg" lamp. #3 is probably in everyone's top 5 - "It's a Wonderful Life"....for obvious reasons.......#2, and this was close..."National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation"......so many good scenes and lines in this movie....my favorite is when Clark's feet go through the ceiling while he was in the attic. Watching him trying to get warm from the air of the house was hilarious! And....(drum roll)...my #1 Christmas movie of all time is a pretty recent one but it's one that always brings out the "kid" in me every Christmas - Polar Express....which contains one of the all time great Christmas songs in Josh Groban's "Believe". &lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are those that almost made it.....Tim Allen's "The Santa Clause"...or his one with Jamie Lee Curtis "Christmas with the Kranks"..the ORIGINAL "Miracle on 34th Street"...."Home Alone" (the first one"....David Stern steals the movie, in my opinion as Joe Pesci's criminal accomplice. There are more but I'd like your list. Let me know and, hey,....have a Merry Christams!!! Believe! (Did you hear the bell?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8627210420060422274?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8627210420060422274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8627210420060422274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8627210420060422274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8627210420060422274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-movies-best-and-worst.html' title='Christmas Movies - Best and Worst'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2056216179513024608</id><published>2010-12-12T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:08:33.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Christmas Cards Than Ever</title><content type='html'>Call me old-fashioned....old school...whatever...but I miss that glut of Christmas Cards that would have arrived by now during past Christmas seasons. Because, now, we have instant ways of being in contact (see Facebook and Twitter), the idea of sending a greeting card is slowly, but surely, disappearing (an actual study has the statistics to prove this!). And, no, I don't count those "E-Cards", either. That, to me, is a second-rate way of letting someone know you were thinking of them. What that tells me is that you WERE thinking of them.....for about 10 seconds...fast enough to send a card via e-mail and then you can move on to the next thing in your life. An actual, MAILED, greeting card means that person took some time and effort to find and send something to you to express his/her feelings to you - even if they may be superficial. It's the fact that they made the effort. That means something......at least it does to me. Let's not let go of all of the old holiday traditions. This is the season to give thanks and appreciate all that you have and all who may be close to you. Let's take the time......send a card! And....yes...Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2056216179513024608?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2056216179513024608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2056216179513024608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2056216179513024608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2056216179513024608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/12/less-christmas-cards-than-ever.html' title='Less Christmas Cards Than Ever'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8444989700394626124</id><published>2010-11-19T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:58:00.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is a Time and Place for Everything</title><content type='html'>Most of you don't know but, last week, while I was the Country Music Association Awards in Nashville for our annual broadcsat from there, a specific incident occurred involving Billy Ray Cyrus and one of the other radio stations at the broadcast. As most of us may have heard, Billy Ray and his wife announced that they were divorcing several weeks ago and, then, it surfaced that his wife had been unfaithful to him and had been involved with an ex-rock star. The broadcasts at the CMA awards are very much artists being, literally, herded through a maze of radio station broadcast areas to spend a maximum of 5 minutes with each participating station mostly talking about the awards, their music and, maybe, a few other fun things. The reason Bily Ray Cyrus was being paraded through the area was that he had released an updated version of his 90's hit "Some Gave All" in time for Veterans' Day later that week. Well, this one, particular radio station decided to, right out of the chute, ask Billy about the divorce. Of course, his reaction was less than positive. &lt;br /&gt;Since that time, people in our industry have been debating whether or not the question should have been asked and, more importantly, whether or not we should treat artists with "kid gloves". I mean LOTS of debate.&lt;br /&gt;Here's my bottom line: Do listeners want to hear an artist try to "squirm" out of a situation or would they rather learn something they didn't know about that particular artist? I suggest the latter. There are enough tabloid shows to deal with that. (I will tell you I get embarrassed for my profession every time I see someone go too far even on one of these shows). We are, for the most part, radio DJ's and not even close to the stature of Mike Wallace or anyone else on "60 Minutes" so let's act accordingly. Let's give the listener something new about this person. Let's make them feel close to the artist rather than uncomfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8444989700394626124?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8444989700394626124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8444989700394626124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8444989700394626124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8444989700394626124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/11/there-is-time-and-place-for-everything.html' title='There Is a Time and Place for Everything'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8276858371301232627</id><published>2010-11-17T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:17:33.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Through The Union Mission</title><content type='html'>Had a chance to take a tour of the new Union Mission headquarters here in Hampton Roads. I must say those folks are doing some nice work but there is still more to accomplish. Tomorrow (11/11), all day, 97.3 The Eagle will be asking you to donate $38 on your credit card in order to feed 20 people this holiday season who are hungry and hurting in this community.&lt;br /&gt;Before the tour, I had a picture of alot of single men who are homeless and need the help but it was touring the family section of the Mission that really hit me. Seeing little beds made very nicely with stuffed animals on the beds drove home the fact that we're talking about lots more women and children this year. One of the directors at the Mission told me that amount of families being helped by Union Mission has grown the most of any group. I read in the newspaper several weeks ago that the biggest need this holiday season is not clothing.....it's FOOD! I can't help but think of the little children with their moms there at the Mission just trying to get through each night. Please help us when we ask you to call in or go online and donate. We have lots to be thankful for this holiday season so why not pass some of that thanks on to someone who needs to be encouraged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8276858371301232627?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8276858371301232627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8276858371301232627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8276858371301232627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8276858371301232627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/11/walking-through-union-mission.html' title='Walking Through The Union Mission'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5616243859094038793</id><published>2010-10-15T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:18:04.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT ALL CHANGES WHEN YOU PUT IT IN PERSPECTIVE</title><content type='html'>Our business is one of the more (if not, most) volatile out there. The question "What Have You Done For Me Lately?" lives loud and clear with us on a daily basis. With that come some fairly unique pressures, especially on a daily basis now since our business has, technologically, changed so much in the past 10 years. It's very easy to carry the pressures and stress into other areas of your life. Leave it to an 11-year old to shed some very specific light on that. When you hear that this question had been asked, "Is Daddy going to be sad again tonight?", you definitely sit up and take notice. You realize what REALLY takes precedence in your life and it's not those everyday pressures. What those really represent are God's way of helping each of us grow. What you have to realize is that you will not be ultimately judged on how long or hard you worked; or how much profit you helped generate or how high your ratings have gone. You WILL be judged on how you treated your fellow human beings; on how much positive influence you have had on someone/anyone; on how much you loved and lived as a breathing example of the Christian ethic. When you put THAT all in perspective, those "sad" days will be disappearing faster than can you say "done"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5616243859094038793?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5616243859094038793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5616243859094038793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5616243859094038793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5616243859094038793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-all-changes-when-you-put-it-in.html' title='IT ALL CHANGES WHEN YOU PUT IT IN PERSPECTIVE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3221109131924019589</id><published>2010-09-07T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:23:36.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheers Do Help</title><content type='html'>I had my brother, sister-in-law and niece visit this past Labor Day weekend - the main occasion being my niece wanting her dad and I to run with her in the annual Rock &amp; Roll Half-Marathon here in Virginia Beach. I ran a couple of marathons (2 Dallas and 1 Boston) about 20 years ago and did a half-marathon at Nauticus in Norfolk back in '04 so it's been a while but I accepted. What the heck! &lt;br /&gt;I will tell you that 20 years DOES make a difference in the pain you feel, for sure. It's 13.1 miles so I had to make sure I was ready for some pain because I experienced it, for sure, during several training runs..... nothing strong enough to stop running but enough to play with your head and try to CONVINCE you to stop. So I made sure I had my I-Pod shuffle ready to go with lots of good "running" music. I bought a special set of earbud headphones that would stay in no matter what. I wanted to "get lost in the music" while I ran. The music did wind up helping somewhat. I finished in the top 40&amp; - a slow time, but I finished. I have to tell you that it wasn't as much the music as it was all those folks cheering along the route. Not one face was recognizable BUT the encouragement was genuine and you had to feel it. Every time I would run past a larger crowd or group, any pain subsided and I was able to glide for that particular distance. The finish line area was totally awesome as far as those cheers were concerned. As "Feeling Stronger Everyday" by Chicago played in my head, ironically, the crowd was thick and loud at that finish area and they were the main reason I finished the last 100 yards in a dead sprint. So....if you ever hear anyone say that the crowd did not affect them, don't believe it. A crowd of positive, encouraging folks DOES make a difference. If you were part of that crowd Sunday at the Virginia Beach Rock and Roll Half-Marathon, here's a special thanks from one participant for helping me finish strong! You all deserve a medal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3221109131924019589?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3221109131924019589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3221109131924019589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3221109131924019589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3221109131924019589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/09/cheers-do-help.html' title='The Cheers Do Help'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5922441752054390949</id><published>2010-08-05T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:21:20.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And They Call Themselves Parents</title><content type='html'>My wife related a story to me yesterday that I have to pass on to you and, maybe, just maybe, two of the folks reading this are the parents in question.&lt;br /&gt;My wife and one of her friends to the beach several days ago (bayside) to enjoy a little bit of sun and, of course, company. As she describes it, the day at the beach was coming to an end so she and her friend went out into the water one last time. The ventured out to about 4 feet or so in depth. As they spoke, my wife faced the shore and her friend, the bay. Suddenly, my wife's friend had a look close to panic on her face and pointed to her left. My wife turned and saw a little girl, who couldn't have been more than 3 years old, literally, fighting for her life in that 4 feet of water after falling off of the "boogie board" she was on. She was NOT wearjing a life vest and there was no one within 20 yards of her. My wife hurried over to this little girl and, literally, scooped her up. The little one had taken in some water so there was alot of coughinh and, then, crying. My wife looked around and saw two children, probably early teens, floating on their boards on their backs not even noticing. As she walked to the shore, my wife saw a group of people whom she assumed has something to do with this little girl. Keep in mind that this little girl is still crying and scared out of her mind after fighting to stay afloat out as far as she was. &lt;br /&gt;As my wife approached the group, she asked who the mother might be. Another woman walked up to her and pointed to another woman in the group who still hadn't noticed her crying little girl in my wife's arms. The woman, who approached, took the little girl and walked back to the group. No "thank you" or anything for my wife. Then, the whole group began berating the two young teens in the water for not watching the little girl close enough (look at the example these two kids had!).....and, then, they all went back to their group "discussion" never acknowledging my wife or her friend for, pretty much, saving the little girl from drowning.&lt;br /&gt;Whe she told me this story, I couldn't help but remember a line from the movie "Parenthood" from, all of all people, Keanu Reeves, which I'll paraphrase - "You have to get a license to drive, heck you even need a license to fish but they'll let anyone be a parent". &lt;br /&gt;One can only wonder how this will affect the little girl. I do hope parents eventually realized the error of their ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5922441752054390949?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5922441752054390949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5922441752054390949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5922441752054390949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5922441752054390949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-they-call-themselves-parents.html' title='And They Call Themselves Parents'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7805547098834307908</id><published>2010-07-30T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T07:59:32.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want Me Out fo Danger But You Still Want Pictures</title><content type='html'>Late last afternoon and night (7/29), we had some horrendous storms in the Hampton Roads area - several tornado warnings, flash floods, big thunderstorms with lots of lightning.......it was, as the paper said this morning a "Super Soaker". Of course, we provided some coverage of it, with our limited staff, on our radio stations. I monitored the TV stations so we could get a feel for the storm from the various meteorologists. During this whole process, one thing struck me. Here we were, in the midst of several tornado warnings, and they're telling us to take cover, yet, in the same breath, they ask for us to send any pictures in that we might have taken. I'm trying to wrap my arms around that one. Go to cover but make sure you peak out and send us some of what's happening outside near you. I actually saw one home-made video of someone walking in the rain, wind, etc., IN A HALF OF A FOOT OF WATER while the warning was still on!!!! Then, they showed a reporter knee deep in another flooded area as she walked through it. As THAT report ended, they wondered aloud why so many people were out. Ya think? &lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't be a good idea to recommend cover and then, when the storm subsides, THEN, ask for the pictures and video? I really believe they are sending mixed signals in an attempt to get eyewitness accounts. I'm in favor of sacrificing sensationalism for bit in the name of safety. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7805547098834307908?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7805547098834307908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7805547098834307908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7805547098834307908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7805547098834307908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-want-me-out-fo-danger-but-you-still.html' title='You Want Me Out fo Danger But You Still Want Pictures'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3250003468383448167</id><published>2010-07-23T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:09:58.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Enough for Ya?</title><content type='html'>Okay, what are oyu going to do when the next person comes up and says "Hot Enough for Ya"?.....answer "Yes" and see what happens. Stops them in their tracks.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you when it's this hot? Swim?.....you still have to deal with the heat when you get out of the pool or lake or ocean. &lt;br /&gt;Here's a thought...use it to spend some time INSIDE with a loved one or two and play a board game (not to be confused with "bored" game), watch a movie together or just talk to each other (there's something novel). This is a great chance for all of you NOT to go your separate was with your separate agendas. Use the time wisely and I'll bet it'll reap some future benefits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3250003468383448167?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3250003468383448167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3250003468383448167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3250003468383448167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3250003468383448167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/07/hot-enough-for-ya.html' title='Hot Enough for Ya?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6708681116278803952</id><published>2010-07-12T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:35:24.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Is THAT Important</title><content type='html'>Now that it's four days after "The Decision", I have digested all that's happened in Miami, Cleveland and points in between. Of course, it may be contradictory if I did admit that I did watch Lebron James one-hour ESPN special, especially, after I reveal my feelings about this whole situation. I guess I would have had to seen something in order to have any opinion, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;I watched as a man turned away from his home area because, as he said, he wants to win multiple championships. Who knows if that will happen? Only time will tell, of course, and, when I bring up the names of Larry Bird, Michael Jordan and Kobe Bryant (all of whom had opportunities to leave their original team and didn't), you see the deck is stacked against Lebron.&lt;br /&gt;Over and above all of that is how I saw this man, literally, lose sight of himself as this story unfolded. His "handlers" (as we learned) approached ESPN about the 1-hour special. He handpicked (and paid) the so-called "journalist" doing the interview - a man I thought had LOTS more scruples than this - Jim Gray. I'm not agreeing or disagreeing with the decision the man made. I am flabbergasted by the manner in which he did it! Lebron James lost sight of where received his talent to play basketball. He lost sight of what's most important to HIM! To top it all off, 13,000 screaming fans fueled his "self-centerdness" the next day at a "rally" in Miami.&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone really this important? In my lifetime, I know of only one and He IS the One! Hopefully, some day, before it's too late, Lebron James will realize this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6708681116278803952?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6708681116278803952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6708681116278803952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6708681116278803952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6708681116278803952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-one-is-that-important.html' title='No One Is THAT Important'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5258860882488325012</id><published>2010-06-30T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:15:26.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Place Wrong Time</title><content type='html'>Now, the holes in Michael Vick's story about his birthday party last weekend begin to surface. Whether they are real "holes" or not, remains to be seen BUT it is obvious this man STILL hasn't learned. Why would you put yourself in a position to be in public at a party with hundreds of people you do or do not know? I noticed they charged $50 a ticket to get in to the party. What they didn't do is screen every guest so anyone, with the money, could get in. And that means "anyone"! What were Michael and his "advisors" thinking? This has nothing to do with his involvement in the situation there or not. It is more to do with thinking through everything he is doing. His livelihood is at stake here. I'm sure if it were you or I, we may be thinking twice (or three times) about putting our jobs in jeopardy. There is no second chance for this man and I have a feeling this thing is about to blow up - justifiably or not. We can only hope that this is a close call for the man and he learns that this whole "party" thing is not a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5258860882488325012?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5258860882488325012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5258860882488325012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5258860882488325012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5258860882488325012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/06/wrong-place-wrong-time.html' title='Wrong Place Wrong Time'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8319265773185342221</id><published>2010-06-15T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:35:30.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spend the Time Before Its Too Late</title><content type='html'>Last week I had the pleasure of being in Nashville (what else is new these days for me?)for the CMT Music Awards and CMA Music Fest. We were involved in live broadcasts for both,BUT - that wasn't the main reason I was there. I was getting some "Daddy-Daughter" time with my grown daughter. As I booked my trip, I decided to get her into Nashville at the same time. She'd never been there so this would be a great experience for her with all the events of the week. On top of all that, we hadn't had Daddy-daughter "alone time" in about 20-25 years. It was long overdue. &lt;br /&gt;What a week we had!!! We were both totally comfortable doing this and just enjoyed the week. Lots of great memories packed into a little over 3 days. The one main thing that came to mind when it was over was let's do this again so we plan to do it - same time, same place, next year.&lt;br /&gt;What I learned from the week is that I shouldn't have waited this long to do this. 25 years? I am darn lucky we're both still here after that long to enjoy each other's company. I know, now, that this same "daddy-daughter" time needs to be taken with my 11-year old, too. And not in 25 years!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My advice to you if you're a parent...or, heck, even if you are a child? Make the time for your parent(s)or child (children). Make the time to spend with them privately. Enjoy their company and savor every moment. I'm sure glad I got to do that before it was too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8319265773185342221?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8319265773185342221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8319265773185342221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8319265773185342221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8319265773185342221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/06/spend-time-before-its-too-late.html' title='Spend the Time Before Its Too Late'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5498023900381687187</id><published>2010-05-15T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:24:13.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the Human Spirit</title><content type='html'>I've spent the past couple of days in Nashville on business and, while here, of course, I had a chance to take a look at some of the damage from the floods of two weeks ago. There were some very sad sights - one which, particularly, struck me was seeing the side of a brick home blown out by flood waters. It looked as if it had exploded. What I also noticed were people helping each other. Neighbors helping one person with his collapsed garage. A group of folks assisting another couple with moving out some furniture.&lt;br /&gt;The common theme with all of this was the fact that all of these folks were moving forward; doing what they could to make things better. You can feel it in the city from the mayor on down. Driving through most of the town, one would never know that that alot of it was under water two weeks ago. Shows you what can happen when all differences are put aside for one common good. Skin color didn't matter; religious or political persuasion was totally insignificant. No one complained about being ignored. The community has just banded together to get it done and they are.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this before right here in Suffolk two years ago and when Hurricane Isabel hit almost 7 years ago. It's the power of the human spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5498023900381687187?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5498023900381687187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5498023900381687187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5498023900381687187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5498023900381687187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/05/power-of-human-spirit.html' title='The Power of the Human Spirit'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2875038800052936473</id><published>2010-04-25T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:16:06.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Very NIce Observation</title><content type='html'>In my position and business, I get to experience some things that some don't get to experience in a life time. This past weekend, I was privileged to, not only be in the audience for the Martina McBride/Trace Adkins concert, but I was also, with my wife and a couple of others, given the added privilege of sitting in the sound board area to watch the show. That turned out to be a memorable experience but NOT for the reason you might think. You see, Martina McBride's husband, John, is her sound engineer. He controls the sound board for her part of the show. He is one of the best in the business being the man behind the legenday Blackbird Studios in Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;Trace Adkins rocked as he normally does and then the show took a bit of a turn, obviously, with Martina with lots of love songs, ballads, etc. There was one point in the show when Martina made her to the back of the arena to a small circular stage right by, you guessed it, the sound board. Again, the memory is not what you might think. As Martina sang several of her exceptional love songs, I couldn't help but notice John running the controls and turning back looking at Martina with a loving smile. He did this over and over again and that's when it occured to me that this is the same show she has been doing since the beginning of the year, week in and week out, yet there was John looking at her proudly and lovingly on what was the 10th or 11th week of the show plus probably the 10th or 11th YEAR he's been doing this with her. That my friends is total, true love. He sees the same thing over and over again from his wife yet still shows the real feeling he has for her. It was a fabulous show and that was the icing on the cake. Take the time to notice those everyday things that you have always loved about your loved ones. I'll bet you'll be smiling proudly and lovingly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2875038800052936473?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2875038800052936473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2875038800052936473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2875038800052936473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2875038800052936473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-very-nice-observation.html' title='Just a Very NIce Observation'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5093896831477832902</id><published>2010-04-15T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:46:03.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like Being There In Person</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't figured it out, I'm a huge sports fan. Love watching them all, especially live and in person. And nothing, and I mean NOTHING, compares to being at a live, professional baseball game. Here, we are fortunate to have a Minor League Triple-A team, the Norfolk Tides (Baltimore Orioles affiliate). Got to my first game this season recently and walking into a ballpark conjures up all kinds of memories. You've got the smell of freshly cooked hot dogs and french fries; two big rosters of players warming up for the game; LOTS of souvenirs. PLUS - no hot dog tastes better than one that is served and eaten at a ballpark. It's totally psychological but it's the best!&lt;br /&gt;Every time I walk into a minor or major league ballpark, I'm reminded of the first time I ever walked into one - in my case, the old Connie Mack Stadium in Phildelphia. What a feeling seeing all of that - the fans, the players in the white and bright red Phillies' uniforms and, of course, the chance to pick out the stars from each team and just stare in awe. Plus, you know what?....every game I've attended, I can tell you, I was into the game, the atmosphere and the experience. Any job issues, family "things" or personal problems all were forgotten for that time period. Spring and baseball - what a combination! Enjoy it when you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5093896831477832902?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5093896831477832902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5093896831477832902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5093896831477832902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5093896831477832902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/04/nothing-like-being-there-in-person.html' title='Nothing Like Being There In Person'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3470433111658624728</id><published>2010-03-29T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:51:51.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Find Out Who Your Friends Are</title><content type='html'>Listen to the words of Tracy Lawrence's song "Find Out Who Your Friends Are" (with Tim and Kenny). If that doesn't hit home for you at some point in your life, nothing will.&lt;br /&gt;If there haven't already been, you can be guaranteed there will be times when things aren't going as well for you as they may be now. It may be your job, your marriage, your kids, whatever. Something in your life will present some serious challenges for you. It is times like these(those)that you really find out who your friends are. Don't accept the "It's Just Business" excuse ever. If they are a friend, they are a friend in business, too. There are too many fair-weathered friends out there with whom to waste your time. You find out who those folks are during the trying times. Believe me, I have whittled down my share of "friends" through this process. The "It's just business" folks are no longer in any address book of mine. I want friends I can count on no matter what and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the ones who were absent when the chips were down and, especially, remember those who were there with you when those chips were all but gone. I salute my true friends and am thankful for each of you each day of my life. I know now who they are, for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3470433111658624728?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3470433111658624728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3470433111658624728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3470433111658624728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3470433111658624728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/03/find-out-who-your-friends-are.html' title='Find Out Who Your Friends Are'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4075217018047745490</id><published>2010-03-11T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:20:48.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While So Some Random Observations</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I graced you with one of my blogs so I thought I would just throw out some random observations over the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm trying to understand why the U.S. Census Bureau sends out a warning to you that they will be mailing your Census form to fill out. I was trying to imagine how much that set us (the taxpayers) back, financially. PLUS, they also send press releases every week to us to make sure we also remind you. I would think that the releases are a bit cheaper than the mailed reminders, don't you? And why wouldn't they suffice?&lt;br /&gt;2) Interesting what's happening with the Norfolk Public Schools and the alleged cheating with the SOL's. Makes me wonder how many other school systems in this country may be doing the same thing with these standardized tests. Do you think maybe it would be better to actually TEACH the kids? Seemed to work okay for past generations.&lt;br /&gt;3) Is it me or is the American Idol TV show a shell of what it used to be? The talent doesn't appear to be as well-rounded and the judges have overtaken the show. I think Ellen DeGeneres is a refreshing addition in one sense  but what makes her an expert on music? Last I checked she hasn't written, sung or produced any hit music. Imagine what it will be like without Simon. &lt;br /&gt;4) Finally, in the past 6 months, I have been travelling alot - particularly to Nashville and back. I'm part of a neat, little monthly industry gathering which has been very rewarding BUT what I have realized with all of these trips is how much I really appreciate my family. I really miss the nights I do spend at home with my wife and 11-year old. Those are alot more rewarding than what I'm doing here, although this has been an excellent learning experience. I had the opportunity to spend 3 days, earlier this week, with the little one for her Spring break. What a joy that was to just "hang" with her. Out for lunch....doing a little "sightseeing" or getting my clock cleaned in Wii Sports Resort, it will be a lasting memory! I have a grown daughter, too, and I wish I had spent that time with her when she was growing up but I had been more concerned with being upwardly mobile in my job- more like obsessed. She never complained but I know it had to bother her. Now,I think very differently. Priorities have changed. If you haven't had the same talk with yourself, you should. Very enlightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4075217018047745490?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4075217018047745490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4075217018047745490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4075217018047745490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4075217018047745490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-so-some-random.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While So Some Random Observations'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3369699529664184204</id><published>2010-02-26T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:23:49.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week So Far</title><content type='html'>This has been one heck of a Country Radio Seminar, especially with music. Yesterday, we had the fortune of seeing Universal Music Group's entire roster perform, at least, one song on stage - Easton Corbin, Mallary Hope, Ryan Bingham (up for Oscar for song from "Crazy Heart"), David Nail, Lee Ann Womack, Gary Allan, Billy Currington, Vince Gill(!)and Sugarland. George Strait and Shania were the only no-shows. David Nail was awesome and what a thrill to see Vince Gill. Then., I had the chance to sit with Jason Aldean in an intimate setting in his suite with just a few folks. He is the next superstar for sure. Today, at lunch, Danny Gokey gave me a preview of what we will see at Eagle Winterblast 2010 on March 21st at Hampton Coliseum. You won't want to miss him. (BTW - He will perform on next Thursday night's American Idol show). Following Danny?....Alan Jackson who played for a good half hour including a new cut off his forthcoming album about the working man - typical AJ, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Then, tonight, we were on the General Jackson for a show put on by the Sony Music folks. Brad Paisley, Kellie Pickler, Josh Thompson, Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood performed...then Brooks and Dunn got on stage and were joined by 80's superstar Bryan Adams for "Summer of '69". Then Bryan did a solo of his hit "Run To You". He and Carrie Underwood sang his hit "It's Only Love" and, finally, Brad Paisley jumped onstage for "Cuts Like a Knife". Another great night. &lt;br /&gt;We also found out that Brad's concert at the Virginia Beach Amphitheater will have a "water" theme with some water "events" around the venue. Also, on the show will be Josh Thompson, Darius Rucker and Justin Moore. WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;More to come tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3369699529664184204?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3369699529664184204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3369699529664184204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3369699529664184204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3369699529664184204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-week-so-far.html' title='What a Week So Far'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2903044279407651916</id><published>2010-02-24T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:10:40.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST NIGHT IN NASHVILLE</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had the opportunity to attend the Country Radio Hall of Fame dinner honoring some DJ's, radio managers and Brooks &amp; Dunn for Career Achievement. Two big momemts - Taylor Swift came onstage to intro one of the DJ's (no, not Jimmy Ray!). The second was Dierks Bentley performing with the bluegrass band, The McCoury's, and doing a blue grass version of "Red Dirt Road". Really cool rendition and you can tell that Dierks really likes the bluegrass thing. Don't be surprised if he hits town with this band and does a bluegrass show some time soon. &lt;br /&gt;Big disappointment? Brooks and Dunn came on to accept their award and didn't even do a song, acoustically. Would have really enjoyed that considering every Career Achievement winner prior to this year has performed, at least, one song. Quite underwhelming just to hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;Biggest news so far is that Ronnie and Kix are BOTH working on solo projects to come out later this year or early next year. Lots of neat stuff tomorrow as the seminar really gets rolling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2903044279407651916?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2903044279407651916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2903044279407651916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2903044279407651916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2903044279407651916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-night-in-nashville.html' title='FIRST NIGHT IN NASHVILLE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5957374559019356085</id><published>2010-02-20T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:00:54.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WAS HE SINCERE OR NOT? SHOULD WE CARE?</title><content type='html'>I was one of the millions, obviously, who watched Tiger Woods' televised apology yesterday and, like others, I watched again a couple of more times just to see if my first reaction would stick....and it did. I know it was somewhat orchestrated and very controlled. I know it was Tiger reading from a piece of paper. I know there were to be no questions. So I listened and watched. And I listened and watched....AND I listened and watched. Three times. Same reaction. The man did what he needed to do for us, the viewing and listening public. He has no responsibility to us beyond that. He apologized;he took full blame and responsibility;he knows that he let everyone down. I'm satisfied with that. And we ALL should be. What drove me crazy (and being in the media, it was somewhat embarassing to watch and hear) were all the "reactions" and "analysis" of what each "expert" thought of this. Enough! Let's now move on and pray that the man can get his life straight, turn himself around and, most of all, become that family man he said he wants to be. What happens now is between Tiger, his wife and the rest of his family. It is no one else's business. How about we nake sure our own live's are headed in the right direction?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5957374559019356085?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5957374559019356085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5957374559019356085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5957374559019356085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5957374559019356085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/02/was-he-sincere-or-not-should-we-care.html' title='WAS HE SINCERE OR NOT? SHOULD WE CARE?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3735297855977890556</id><published>2010-02-19T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:51:06.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPEAKING OF FURLOUGHS AND PAY CUTS.........</title><content type='html'>Our schools in the Hampton Roads area are living through a bit of paranoia this week after our new Governor's announcement of some massive budget cuts in the state, particularly in education. My wife is a state employees who works within a school system here and has relayed to me how stressful the week has been for teachers, administrators, and other school staff members. It led me to wonder, first of all, how many of THESE people are actually responsible for the state's high deficit. I am going to guess barely 0.5%, if that. Yes, it's the state government, who set these past budgets and did the actual spending who gets away, somewhat, scott-free! The same applies, obviously, to our federal government. Have we seen ANY senators or congressman taking pay cuts or unpaid holdays ("furloughs" as they are called)? If there is one, please tell me. These folks are the ones responsible for our government's budget being in the state it is yet we (and especially educators) are the ones who suffer. I think we would all be able to handle this situation in a more positive sense, if we saw our own lawmakers sacrificing as we are. Somehow, I don't feel this is a team effort. Let's hope we don't permanently debilitate our education system with these cuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3735297855977890556?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3735297855977890556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3735297855977890556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3735297855977890556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3735297855977890556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/02/speaking-of-furloughs-and-pay-cuts.html' title='SPEAKING OF FURLOUGHS AND PAY CUTS.........'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-9074248113875604463</id><published>2010-02-05T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:17:58.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the Big Game Really Super?</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed all of the advertising that refers to the Super Bowl as "The Big Game"? The NFL has certain restrictions on the use of the name "Super Bowl" since they have it trademarked. They don't permit anyone using the name for any type of financial gain UNLESS, of course, you are a Super Bowl sponsor - meaning you're willing to shell out the millions it costs to be one.n That's okay, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Let's be real here! Does it really make that big of a difference if a local TV store sells their TV's for "The Big Game" or the "Super Bowl"? We all know what the "Big game" is (unless we've been under a rock for the past month). Heck, this event is so big that someone in Congress has even brought up the consideration of making the following Monday a holiday. The Super Bowl &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; an American event so why should we not be able to capitalize on it. We do for Valentine's Day, Mothers' Day, Fathers' Day, etc. So, if somebody decided to trademark Valentine's Day and follow the same restrictions as the NFL, would advertisers have to refer to that day as "Your Day of Love" in lieu of the trademarked name? Ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm having a Super Bowl party during which I'll be playing various "games" that require participants to drop a small amount of cash into a "kitty". Since there is possible financial gain there, is the NFL coming to my house on Sunday to present a "cease and desist" order? Or YOUR house? If so, they better get busy printing up about a million! Of course they won't. How can they police it if we all just decide how ridiculous this trademark is and just call the "Big Game" what it is - THE SUPER BOWL!!! Enjoy your Super Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;(BTW - I'll take the Saints!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-9074248113875604463?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/9074248113875604463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=9074248113875604463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9074248113875604463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9074248113875604463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-big-game-really-super.html' title='Is the Big Game Really Super?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-782861035850112937</id><published>2010-01-24T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:50:45.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sad Observation</title><content type='html'>My 11-year old is not into sports. She claims if she has to sweat, that isn't good. So, our definite "girly-girl" has become a cheerleader. (Between you and I, I won't tell her that you sweat twice as much and work twice as hard doing this!). Because of her decision, my wife and I get to see her cheering at weekly basketball games and we get to see the games from a very different perspective. We get to see how some parents really can be an encouraging force in a young child's life and how some can be a definite negative influence, too. It's the latter that makes me write this today. Last night, we had the "misfortune" of sitting next to a man who thought he was Dean Smith and John Wooden all rolled into one. (For those who don't know, they are Hall of Fame, retired college basketball coaches.) This man had two 11-year olds playing in this game and, throughout the game, he persisted in chastising each of the boys for not "going to to ball" or "hustling down the court". At one point, when one of the boys had an open shot as the ref blew his whistle for a foul on the other side of the court, he turned and said. "He wouldn't have made it anyhow". We withstood his frustrating grunts and groans throughout the game and I watched as the boys would look over at him on the court with both fear and embarrassment. I watched two other sets of parents constantly encourage their children whether it be for something good or for some on court mistake. It didn't matter to them. They were just happy to see their sons having fun playing a game. The man next to us, though, was treating this game as if it were the NCAA Championship. Little did I know that the worst was yet to come. After the game had ended and everyone was filing out to their respective transportation, here was this man berating the two boys for their play on the court. The boys were tired, frustrated and, you can tell, once again, embarrassed by his display. As they walked away, I could hear him say that this was "constructive criticism". I did all I could to stay away. All I &lt;b&gt;could&lt;/b&gt; do was leave with a sad feeling as to how this night will affect those boys in future games and in the future, in general. &lt;br /&gt;Let this be a lesson to all of us who are parents. Let's remember to allow our children to make mistakes and learn from them. Let's allow our children to be what they are, children. Let 'em have some fun before they really grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-782861035850112937?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/782861035850112937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=782861035850112937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/782861035850112937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/782861035850112937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-sad-observation.html' title='One Sad Observation'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6022719481721192744</id><published>2010-01-19T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:44:10.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW PROMINENT WAS THIS STORY?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so we hear, day in and day out, about this athlete or that athlete blatantly breaking the law or doing something else that sheds a negative light on them. Of course, those stories are PLASTERED all over the paper and our TV screens. Well, here's a story that merited 3 paragraphs in the paper and not ONE mention on ESPN News this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Did you see what Hampton Roads' native (and former NBA Star) Alonzo Mourning has done to help the Haitians? He and current NBA star Dewayne Wade established The Haitian Earthquake Relief Fund and, with the help of a number of athletes, raised $800,000 in a matter of a weekend. NBA stars Lebron James, Chris Paul and Wade all donated $100,000 or more. They, along with Alonzo are known for their philanthropy, but now check out the other names on the list: Gilbert Arenas of the NBA's Washington Wizards (for those who don't know, he's the NBA player who brought unloaded guns into his team's locker room recently); Donte Stallworth (Remember him? The NFL suspended him for the year for a DUI accident that killed a pedestrian); Michael Vick (Need I say more here!); Patriots' Receiver Randy Moss (Never considered a saint by anyone), Buffalo Bills' receiver Terrell Owens (he's the one who has a habit of wearing out his welcome everywhere he plays)and many more from both the NBA and the NFL. Okay, so some of the athletes, I have mentioned, are not angels BUT here's living proof that they are &lt;b&gt;actual&lt;/b&gt; human beings who believe in improving the human condition but, since it wasn't negative news, we'll have to search to find it and that, to me, speaks volumes. So, let's cut these athletes a break and give them SOME credit for having a heart. This is one media guy who wants the world to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6022719481721192744?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6022719481721192744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6022719481721192744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6022719481721192744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6022719481721192744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-prominent-was-this-story.html' title='HOW PROMINENT WAS THIS STORY?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-996063172694784364</id><published>2010-01-07T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:31:15.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IS THIS REALLY A NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME?</title><content type='html'>Texas and Alabama tonight for the BCS Division 1 college football championship. Strart time? 8:37pm! 8:37PM!!!!!!!!!!! You and I both know that , by the time they kick off, it'll be close to 9 so you're talking a game that won't end until around Midnight. Last I checked most of us have school or work tomorrow. Heck, even the NFL takes our workday into consideration, at least, for the Super Bowl with a 6:20pm start. This is THE college football version of the Super Bowl. What are they thinking? Or is this just me? Well, I guess I'll see the highlights tomorrow morning because there is NO way I'm up for the end of this one....not to mention any youngsters who just might be football fans. Nice to see that college football has followed the lead of Major League Baseball's World Series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-996063172694784364?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/996063172694784364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=996063172694784364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/996063172694784364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/996063172694784364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-this-really-national-championship.html' title='IS THIS REALLY A NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7793416179147493725</id><published>2009-12-26T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:19:54.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT JUST A SPORTS ICON TO ME</title><content type='html'>You may have read in the local papers (or seen on ESPN), the passing of George Michael, a Washington DC sports icon whose "Sports Machine" was a precursor to what Sportscenter is today. He was a huge in the DC area for years but, what alot of folks may have forgotten, or did  not know, for that matter, is that George Michael was one of the hottest DJ's in Philadelphia in the 60's and early 70's. And I'm sure none of you know that, had it not been for George Michael, I probably would not have taken the path in radio broadcasting that I have. &lt;br /&gt;My interest in this business started at a young age (as is the case for most if us in radio). I had my own "radio station" in my room and did a "show" every day for no audience....it was just something I realy enjoyed. When I entered high school, this new radio station, WFIL, was emerging in Philadelphia (my home town) and I was attracted to one particular show that ran from 6 to 10pm every weeknight (including Sunday nights, by the way). The DJ's name was George Michael and I listened and learned. He talked about the music; the stories behind the music and he always managed to talk alot about the area high school sports scene. Being a football player, of course, that also piqued my interest. I wouldn't go a day without listening to the man.&lt;br /&gt;But - it wasn't until I got into the business at a local Philly suburban station that Mr. Michael's influence really took hold for me. Truth be told, I switched to communications in my junior year of college because I had decided that I wanted to be a sports announcer. I managed to get a job at a local radio station, literally, 2 miles from my home. The station played old standards but I didn't care - my foot was in the door. It just so happened that the news director for that station also did some promotional work for WFIL on the side. He and I became fast friends and one night he took me to that radio station to see and meet the DJ who was - you guessed it - George Michael. I watched this man work. I watched the energy; the enthusiasm; the passion and I decided, at that point, that I wanted to be DJ in music radio. Sports would have to move to the sidelines, so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;I, then, used the extra time I had at my radio station to go into a vacant studio and do a mock music show as often as possible using what I would hear on the George Michael show. While at this station, I, also, managed to talk the station's program director into increasing local high school sports coverage so I became the station's (self-appointed, mind you!) sports director. I would go to Friday night and Saturday afternoon games and file reports back to the station. It was at one of these games that I ran into George Michael on the sidelines and struck up a very short, but very constructive, conversation. In that short 5 minutes, Mr. Michael took the time to tell me what I would need to do to, someday, be in his position. This was a man who was considered a god by our age group at he time and he took that little bit of time to offer advice to a rookie. &lt;br /&gt;I will tell you that, what you hear from me on the radio today, is a direct result of what I learned from this man - from that day on the sidelines and the many nights I listened and studied his style. If there was any one man who happened to be a direct influence on who I am in this business today, it would have to be George Michael - "King" George as we knew him. &lt;br /&gt;George, you hardly knew me, if at all, but I thank you for showing me the way in this business. Thank you for being my "King" of radio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7793416179147493725?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7793416179147493725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7793416179147493725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7793416179147493725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7793416179147493725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-just-sports-icon-to-me.html' title='NOT JUST A SPORTS ICON TO ME'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1471104790204828564</id><published>2009-12-24T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:45:53.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENJOY THE TIME WITH THOSE YOU LOVE</title><content type='html'>It's not often enough that you get to enjoy the company of family and close friends. Take the time and spend the time this Christmas season. Forget about your reports. Forget about your ratings. Forget about it all and just enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Best way I know how is to experience the excitement of an 11-year old on Christmas Eve. The anticipation of Santa; the preparations for his arrival; the details of the night. After that, I'll spend some time with the people who helped shape my value system - Dad, brother and sister. Lots of food, laughing and memories. It won't get any better than that for me!&lt;br /&gt;It is my wish that you get to experience the same and even more through the holiday week. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1471104790204828564?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1471104790204828564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1471104790204828564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1471104790204828564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1471104790204828564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/12/enjoy-time-with-those-you-love.html' title='ENJOY THE TIME WITH THOSE YOU LOVE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7300429013637879242</id><published>2009-12-14T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:43:23.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>Great time of year, of course. It's also a great time of year for country music. Lots of good music is available for gift giving (or receiving). So, I thought I'd give you my recommendations for either giving or receiving.&lt;br /&gt;There are the usual biggies from Carrie Underwood, Taylor Swift (especially the deluxe edition with DVD), Brad Paisley, Reba  and Tim McGraw. Take a good listen to Jason Aldean's "Wide Open". You won't be disappointed. Miranda Lambert's "Revolution" is another good one. If you like Southern Rock with a sprinkling of Jimmy Buffet, there's the Zac Brown Band's The Foundation". Jamey Johnson' "That Lonesome Song" should not be ignored and the same applies to Luke Bryan's "Doin' My Thing". Darius Rucker's "Learn to Live" CD is loaded with hits and, if you'd like a real treat, take a listen to Eric Church's "Carolina". Really good! Justin Moore ("Smalltown USA" and "Backwoods") mixes Skynyrd and Hank and comes up with a interesting sound and Jake Owen's "Easy Does It" is one of the most underrated CD's of the year. &lt;br /&gt;Lots to choose from so make someone happy (or yourself), musically, this holiday season! Hope Santa is good to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7300429013637879242?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7300429013637879242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7300429013637879242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7300429013637879242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7300429013637879242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3697629091580239623</id><published>2009-12-01T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:54:50.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE THEY FRIENDS....REALLY????</title><content type='html'>Okay....someone calls you their friend......and, when they need something from you, or some help, they remind you of all the times they have helped you or been on your side. Is that really a friend?&lt;br /&gt;A TRUE friend is there for you no matter what. It has nothing to do with anyone needing something. A friend is there to pick you up when you're down; to give you assistance when you could use a helping hand; to be there to celebrate your victories with you. There are no alterior motives. No needs on this friend's part. It's a simple bond of mutual love and respect that brings you together. There are no stipulations, rules, regulations or guidelines. It's unconditional and honest.&lt;br /&gt;So....if that person who always expects something in return, calls you his/her friend, maybe, just maybe, they are only an acquaintance or "business associate" and nothing more. Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3697629091580239623?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3697629091580239623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3697629091580239623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3697629091580239623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3697629091580239623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-they-friendsreally.html' title='ARE THEY FRIENDS....REALLY????'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7100661234087063227</id><published>2009-11-20T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:57:24.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH HAVING AN OPINION?</title><content type='html'>Just need to get something off my chest this morning. I happen to work with some opinionated folks. For those who listen to 97.3 The Eagle, you know that one of them is Jimmy Ray on the Eagle morning show. Very opinionated, yes......nasty? No! He's all about hearing the other side. He may disagree with you but he encorages discussion from you. It has become hard for me to understand the venom that comes from some folks who disagree with him or anyone else with an opposing opinion. &lt;br /&gt;Mark McKay, our Eagle afternoon personality, usually keeps his opinions and personal thoughts to himself. One day, on the air, he mentioned that he was keeping an eye on the Ft. Hood tragedy with MSNBC. Don't you know someone called him and berated him for watching that "liberal" channel and said they would never listen to him again! Amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Since when have opinions and various media preferences been off limits? Last I checked, we lived in one of the few free countries in the world where you can say what you want, when you want, how you want. We all support our troops who are deployed to protect us but do we realize what they are protecting? Of course, our basic right to be free. Without that, we lose everything for which we live. So, the next time you hear an opinion that you disagree with, by all means, disagree but &lt;b&gt;respect&lt;/b&gt; that person's right to disagree with you and express his or her opinion. If we have no respect for our fellow Americans, we might as well be a Third World country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7100661234087063227?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7100661234087063227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7100661234087063227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7100661234087063227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7100661234087063227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-there-something-wrong-with-having.html' title='IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH HAVING AN OPINION?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4703070685288657962</id><published>2009-11-13T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:25:42.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CMA AWARDS SHOW;POST-AWARDS PARTIES AND THE RETURN HOME</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you had a chance to watch Wednesday night's CMA Awards show but I thought it's the best I've seen. It, honestly, didn't seem like a 3-hour show. It moved along very well. Best performance? Carrie Underwood with Lady Antebellum a close second. Worst? I'm afraid to say Taylor Swift's opening number. That was just a tad weird. As far as the awards, we had predicted on our broadcast that Lady A would beat Rascal Flatts for vocal group. I was surprised by their win for "I Run To You". Wasn't surprised by Taylor winning Entertainer of the Year but her female vocalist award was a big shocker to me. I thought Carrie Underwood had a stronghold on that one. I picked Darius Rucker to win the new artist award. 3 #1's will do that for you.&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we hit the Capitol party and ran into Dierks Bentley, Luke Bryan, Emily West and, of course, the big stars - Keith Urban (with wife Nicole Kidman), Charles, Hillary and Dave from Lady A and Darius who was most gracious to the Eagle as where the folks from Lady A. At the Big Machine party Reba and Taylor were hanging out when we got there. Taylor's eye caught me and she came over to give me a huge hug and thank the Eagle for being in her corner since day one. She is now bona-fide star and you wouldn't know it. One of the most well-grounded teens I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;Now for the trip home......of course, we watched from afar, what the Weather Channel called the "Atlantic Assault". I had no idea when, or if, we would get home. We left Nashville Thursday morning in bright sunshine and arrived in the rain in Baltimore. Our flight to Norfolk?....they tried twice.....up.....no good...and then back to Baltimore....we land...we wait...we take off again.....try to land in Norfolk again.....no good....then back to Baltimore. 4 hours in the air in part of what felt like a bad amusement park ride. Pretty scary in spots. So, we spent the night in Baltimore finally got in here this morning. The drive home was surreal. Looked like Isabel all over again. It was good to be home but , in just a few days, we'll really find out how bad this 3-day "assault" was. I do hope you are safe and dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4703070685288657962?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4703070685288657962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4703070685288657962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4703070685288657962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4703070685288657962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/11/cma-awards-showpost-awards-parties-and.html' title='THE CMA AWARDS SHOW;POST-AWARDS PARTIES AND THE RETURN HOME'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-625248461288437557</id><published>2009-11-11T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:46:27.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 at the CMA Awards in Nashville</title><content type='html'>Well, things were fast and furious a the live broadcast. Taylor Swift came by in early in the day. She was supposed to be on vocal rest but she wanted to talk to her "radio family" as she told us. She's still the same Taylor, recognizing us by name right away and she's still somewhat that innocent, yet savvy, teen we had in our conference room 3 years ago almost to the day.&lt;br /&gt;The other big highlight of the day was having the chance to talk with Reba McEntire. With all of the accolades, awards and years in this business, she still took the time to talk with us and was as gracious and friendly as ever.&lt;br /&gt;We did find out from the Zac Brown Band that they won't be playing any of their hits for their show performance but they will be play a concert crowd favorite - The Devil Went Down To Georgia. If you've ever seen them perform this, you know how good this is.&lt;br /&gt;The day was capped off by a special, private acoustic performance by, now, red-headed, Kellie Pickler. Just as scattered and funny as ever but you can hear the improvement in her voice. She did an outstanding version of Tammy Wynette's "Stand By Your Man". After that, a few of us had the opportunity to have dinner with Kellie. Believe me, what you see on camera is what you get off camera. Funny, thoughtful, scattered and very friendly. She told us that she still isn't sure if she likes her new hair color. Interesting side note - the outfit she had on had a rhinestone barcode on the backside. Interesting to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is awards' night and the parties afterward. I'll be sure to fill you in right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-625248461288437557?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/625248461288437557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=625248461288437557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/625248461288437557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/625248461288437557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2-at-cma-awards-in-nashville.html' title='Day 2 at the CMA Awards in Nashville'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2176615636299058293</id><published>2009-11-10T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:17:57.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One at the CMA Awards Week</title><content type='html'>What a first day! Check out all the videos on the Eagle web site (www.eagle97.com) and the interviews plus we've got some pictures we are putting up today and I'll post some on our Facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;Got to see a bunch of people yesterday but the biggest and best of the day was literally "hanging" with Martina McBride and her husband at a local neighborhood pub watching the football game. There were only about 8 of us so I felt extremely honored to be there. What a great lady!! And her husband, John, is a funny guy and also one of the best sound men in the country. Martina told us that she was going to do a special tribute to a legend on the CMA Awards and that she sings it with a surprise guest.&lt;br /&gt;She also mentioned that, with the tour with Trace Adkins, the show will feature her flying....over the crowd.....and she'll be here in mid-Spring so there's something to look forward to. She is a class act, totally!&lt;br /&gt;Today, lots of big artists dropping by (check for the videos and interviews) and tonight we have a couple of neat places to go and I'll fill you in on those tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2176615636299058293?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2176615636299058293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2176615636299058293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2176615636299058293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2176615636299058293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-one-at-cma-awards-week.html' title='Day One at the CMA Awards Week'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3888545360019959976</id><published>2009-11-09T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:47:08.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IN NASHVILLE FOR CMA AWARDS WEEK</title><content type='html'>Arrived here in Nashville yesterday (Sunday) for CMA Awards week. We are here for the Mark McKay live broadcast (3-7pm) today through Wednesday at Awards Headquarters. Lots of artists scheduled to come by today including Justin Moore, Love and Theft, Rodney Atkins, Craig Morgan and lots more, of course. I'll be there with camera AND Flip Video camera in hand so we hope to bring as much of this back to you as quickly as possible on our Facebook page and our web site (www.eagle97.com). I'll also be at some of the parties, showcases and events throughout the week PLUS I'll be filling you in on who we saw where and with whom. Tis video camera may come in very handy...:)&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood showed up at our orientation meeting for the broadcast. We were there to find out tha Brad's "Welcome to the Future" was knocked out of the #1 spot by Carrie's "Cowboy Casanova". Also found out that Carrie thinks she'll have NINE costum changes before, during and after the awards. Brad planned on wearing the same thing all night, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Shoul be a fun week. Hopefully, we'll be able to get you closer than you have been in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3888545360019959976?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3888545360019959976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3888545360019959976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3888545360019959976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3888545360019959976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-nashville-for-cma-awards-week.html' title='IN NASHVILLE FOR CMA AWARDS WEEK'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3767198498500953807</id><published>2009-10-28T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:58:31.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Grow Up Too Fast So Take Advantage Of Your Time With Them</title><content type='html'>Each year, our little one's school has a special event for fathers called "Doughnuts for Dads". No, our children do not swap us for a dozen of their favorite doughnuts. What does happen is a nice little event to honor fathers and their children. In the 4 years, I've been with this little one, I've been to each one. Wouldn't miss it for the world because it means so much to her. My wife, especially, remembers when there was no Dad for her and the little one would be at this event by herself, I'm sure, wishing the day would go by fast. Today, as I left the event, I realized that this would be our last "Dads for Doughnuts", Next year - it's middle school and those things just don't happen there. I think of the country song by Darius Rucker "It Won't Be Like This For Long". That was what I was thinking at the first "Dads" event but for the wrong reasons. As each year passed, though, I began to regret that there was so few of these left. And here I was at the last one, today. Another sign that this little girl of mine is growing up. Another sign that her priorities will be changing. BUT - I am glad that I have been a part of this segment of her life. &lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I have a grown daughter - a wonderful young lady with the best husband a woman can have and three great children. I missed way too much of my first "little girls" life. I was an upwardly mobile professional and what happened at work determined my time and most of my life. I wish I would have heard that Darius Rucker song back then because I still remember my feeling when I walked her down the aisle on her wedding day. I wasn't there as much as I should have been....as much as I could've been and I wished I had been!&lt;br /&gt;Take my advice, I am one of the few who received a "do over". Good chance you may not. Take advantage of your time with them. Use it....be there for them. It won't be like this for long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3767198498500953807?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3767198498500953807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3767198498500953807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3767198498500953807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3767198498500953807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-grow-up-too-fast-so-take-advantage.html' title='They Grow Up Too Fast So Take Advantage Of Your Time With Them'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4470235045202638525</id><published>2009-10-21T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:54:54.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY DON'T PEOPLE LIKE TO REALLY COMMUNICATE</title><content type='html'>I've ALWAYS been the communicative type. I'll strike up a conversation with anyone. Imagine the problems my parents had when I was a child. I would talk to anyone and , I mean, anyone (except for a girl, of course). Anyhow.....I guess this is why I can't understand those who don't (or won't)communicate or, if they do, they do it with their own double talk that makes you wish they wouldn't ever "communicate" again. Now if I send a text or an e-mail...oh, then the communication just &lt;b&gt;flows&lt;/b&gt;. Whatever happened to looking a person in the eye and telling them just how you feel? Heck, I'm even guilty of it right now with this blog. The written word has now surpassed the spoken word as the most commn form of "communication". No wonder we don't know how to get along. We stopped trying and are hiding behind keyboards - both large and small.&lt;br /&gt;I was at a conference this weekend that prohibited the use of cell phones, Blackberry's, etc. Any violation and you would be removed from the event. I have to tell you that it was a welcome change (my wife called it my 12-step program to stop smart phone use). I found myself talking more and I noticed folks listening more in this group. Since they weren't buried in their IPhones or Blackberry's (as most people I know are when anyone is talking to them), they were free to really communicate and that they did. I got to know these folks better than I know most of my co-workers - in TWO DAYS TIME! Let me challenge you to do this same excercise and see how it affects your relationships. I'll bet they get better! Let me know if you try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4470235045202638525?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4470235045202638525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4470235045202638525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4470235045202638525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4470235045202638525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-dont-people-like-to-really.html' title='WHY DON&apos;T PEOPLE LIKE TO REALLY COMMUNICATE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1702760267184046210</id><published>2009-10-14T06:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:46:46.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S YOUR "BRASS RING"?</title><content type='html'>I will tell you (and some of you do know this, I'm sure) that, as the years pass, priorities change - sometimes, drastically. In my earlier years in my profession, I was always the guy who opted for the "brass ring"; always looking for that possible move up or expansion of responsibilities. If I didn't achieve it at my current place of employment, I would look for another venue that could help me reach my goals. &lt;br /&gt;My, how times have changed!!!! I've had those "opportunities" for that "brass ring" again but, now, it just doesn't look as shiny to me as in the past. My new "brass ring" is something I know will last until I'm long gone from this earth. Inside this "ring" are my family, friends and he best of group of co-workers anyone could imagine. Give me a night around the dinner table hearing the world according to a 10-year old over any front row seats, backstage passes, sideline views, etc. Give me that greeting you get from your wife and child when they see you after a long day. Give me a weekend with the little ones who know you just as "Papa". Give me a night of fun and frivolity with special friends. Give me that special few hours you can spend with an aging parent and just listen. That, my friends, I have realized is the "brass ring" I've been searching for my whole life. What's your "brass ring"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1702760267184046210?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1702760267184046210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1702760267184046210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1702760267184046210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1702760267184046210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-your-brass-ring.html' title='WHAT&apos;S YOUR &quot;BRASS RING&quot;?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7176459252848670183</id><published>2009-10-01T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:06:59.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE HAVE THE "LEGENDS" GONE?</title><content type='html'>Most who know me know that I am a DIEHARD Philadelphia Phillies fan. I mean, I like the Red Sox....I like the Texas Rangers (lived in both cities for a time) BUT I'm Philly born and bred - through and through. I grew up with this team....watching them blow a pennant in the 60's; win a World Series in '80 and then, of course, what they did last year. Needless to say, I was very excited to see that they are back in the playoffs after clinching the National League East last night. What I didn't see until this morning was what they did after they won the game. This group of highly paid pro athletes went out on to the field and celebrated with their fans like a bunch of Little Leaguers who won for the first time. There was one act, during all of this, that got my attention and I'm sure had you seen it (maybe you have), would have gotten yours. The entire team went out to a certain area of their stadium's outfield wall where a poster memorial to their long-time broadcaster, Harry Kalas (who passed away on the job earlier in the season), was located. With champagne (and numerous other beverages) in hand, they showered the board, pounded on it, pointed to it and then toasted it. This was someone from the dreaded "media" that these players were honoring. This particular action made me wonder where those "legends" are these days in our business. Now we have hundreds of sportscasters, air personalities and disc jockies who do their best to be cool and creative but lack that "legendary" quality - that quality that creates an unbreakable bond with the entire audience including players, artists, listeners and viewers.&lt;br /&gt;These legends had a distinct personality. Think about them - in sports with Mr. Kalas, there was Mel Allen, Ernie Harwell, Keith Jackson and Howard Cosell, just to name a few. On the radio, I'm sure you have someone you remember as a close friend even though you never met him or her. Today we have Ryan Seacrest!!! Compare Dick Clark to Mr. Seacrest and there is no comparison.&lt;br /&gt;So where am I going with this? I blame me...I blame my peers in this business. We have gotten away from really developing the next "legends". We have "developed" a generation of fast-talking, cliche-ridden  personalities and I use that term loosely. We've forgotten that "live and local" means something, especially to those who listen! We've gotten lost in pages of research but haven't read between the lines of that research. Think about what happened last night. A broadcaster had such a bond with his audience that even the players on whom he reported, felt enough of a bond to honor him in their time of celebration. That's what legends are made of.&lt;br /&gt;I got into this business because I enjoy all forms of ENTERTAINMENT! Let's remember that it is just that - entertainment. It's time for us, who remember, to TEACH entertainment. Before it's too late, let's make sure there IS a next generation of legends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7176459252848670183?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7176459252848670183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7176459252848670183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7176459252848670183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7176459252848670183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-have-legends-gone.html' title='WHERE HAVE THE &quot;LEGENDS&quot; GONE?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6007134845596644735</id><published>2009-09-29T07:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:05:07.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Since When Is Age a Problem?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I happened across an article in of our industry trade magazines from a well-know industry researcher who said that we need younger people in our business and need tom move out the "old guard", so to speak. Of course, being a part of the supposed "old guard", this article got my attention. First thing I thought (a colleague of mine recognized this, too) was that I wonder if someone, in any other business, had mentioned this, there would be lawsuits flying all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;After I got past that, I began to think of my younger days and how I was told I didn't have enough experience; that I was too young to be in a responsible position in the industry. "Get more experience!" - that was the mantra.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have plenty of it these days and now there is someone out there saying that I have &lt;b&gt;too much &lt;/b&gt;and that I can't relate to anyone under 30. Maybe this is a case of "what goes around, comes around", since it was our generation that told everyone not to trust anyone &lt;b&gt;over&lt;/b&gt; 30. In reality, I think it's an excuse. Fresh ideas come from all ages not just anyone UNDER 30. The excuse is being made for those large, highly-leverage companies who, in some ways, have homogenized our industry.....and not all of these folks are from my generation - as a matter of fact, a good percentage of them of are from the generation after me. They have been too careful, too calculating and too conservative with a medium that has thrived on creativity.&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of calling for a youth movement, how about a CREATIVE movement? Let's be entertainers, not bean counters. That takes creativity and fresh ideas and has NOTHING to do with age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6007134845596644735?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6007134845596644735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6007134845596644735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6007134845596644735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6007134845596644735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/09/since-when-is-age-problem.html' title='Since When Is Age a Problem?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-9063990164824477930</id><published>2009-09-28T07:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:09:32.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN WE NOW GO BACK TO JUST WATCHING THE GAME?</title><content type='html'>It is fairly well-known that I am a native Philadelphian AND that I am a strong supporter of the city's sports teams (along with &lt;i&gt;Tastykakes&lt;/i&gt; and REAL cheesteaks, of course - but you can HAVE scrapple!). So - I was excited about the fact the pro football Eagles were on TV this past Sunday (no - I don't have the subscription for 8,000 games a week on my TV!). Lost on me was the fact that this would be Michael Vick's first game back after 2 years. I really wouldn't have known.....ya think? Wow...the hype about that was unreal before, during AND after the game. The Eagles won big and the guy was in for just 11 plays - none of which were even close to highlight reel material but, nevertheless, I saw every play over and over and over again. AND - the only player interview we get to see? Of course! Will Dante Stallworth get this same attention when he comes back next season? I bet some of you don't even know who he is. (Google him and you'll be educated!)&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against Michael Vick at this point. The man did his time....is doing his part to reform and now is trying to get back into his chosen profession. Can't fault him for that. It just makes me crazy how my media brethren make some things bigger than they really are. There were some real stars in that game (especially backup Quatreback Kevin Kolb) and they were pretty much neglected. I look forward to the day that a game is reported as just that - a game. Who won...who lost and who were the stars. Maybe that'll happen when Dante Stallworth returns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-9063990164824477930?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/9063990164824477930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=9063990164824477930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9063990164824477930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/9063990164824477930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-we-now-go-back-to-just-watching.html' title='CAN WE NOW GO BACK TO JUST WATCHING THE GAME?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1892273786081250383</id><published>2009-09-14T07:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:52:35.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE JOURNEY BACK WITH A DASH OF ADRENALINE</title><content type='html'>Had the opportunity this past week and weekend to head up to Central Pennsylvania for some business and pleasure. The business part brought me back to my roots in this business - a small community and an even smaller staff. All those folks on that staff just really enjoyed each other and what they had to do at their radio stations. You can just see it AND feel it. &lt;br /&gt;The "pleasure" part REALLY tugged at my memory banks. I had the fortune of being offered to join some folks to see my Alma mater (Penn State) play Saturday against Syracuse on the campus I hadn't seen since 1988 (and only one other time since I had graduated a while back from that). The seats, by the way, would be in the press box!!! What a vantage point! Seeing the stadium; the fans/students coming into the game and then the band getting things started reminded of my younger days there. At one point, when the players hit the filed and the band played the fight song, it really got to me. Very glad that I could experience this because who know if I every would again. &lt;br /&gt;The came the very BEST part of the trip when someone tapped me on my shoulder and asked if I would mind seeing the game from the sidelines in the 3rd quarter? I don't think I have moved that fast since high school. What a rush that was! (Check some of the shots on my Facebook page). I'm in the largest college football stadium in the country (108,000-plus capacity) and I'm ON the field!!!! Hearing the crowd exhort the team during a particular goal line stand right in front of me was amazing AND awesome. I can now understand how this affects players. It is SO different when you are on the field - so much louder. I was ready to suit up!!!&lt;br /&gt;On the ride home, I thought about all that I had experience and I thought about the folks who wouldn't ever get the opportunity which, of course, made me feel even more fortunate. Enjoy those special moments. Savor them...and be thankful you have them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1892273786081250383?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1892273786081250383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1892273786081250383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1892273786081250383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1892273786081250383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-journey-back-with-dash-of.html' title='A LITTLE JOURNEY BACK WITH A DASH OF ADRENALINE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4137341943312936654</id><published>2009-08-31T07:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:20:33.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHICH DOOR WILL YOU OPEN?</title><content type='html'>I've been reading a book by a man named John C. Maxwell called "Talent Is Never Enough" recommended, actually, by the Pastor at the church I attend. Excellent reading and I see examples of it every day - in my life and in other's lives. Yesterday, I witnessed a gentleman talking about two "doors" he faces two open every day. Going through door #1 makes him feel very comfortable. No surprises. Everything runs as he expects it. He feels very much in control. BUT - then there's door #2. Going through this door, he has no idea what is in store. It could be the best thing that ever happened to him or the worst. He's never sure what to expect. Is there danger? Is there a reward? He never knows.&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this and, after getting through half of this book, I see where a good portion of us have a tendency to gravitate to door #1. Things just roll along effortlessly. Door #2 contains intrigue, adventure, surprise. All of it. We are afraid of change and wary of unknown challenges. We try to make it on what we are known for (our talents) more often than not. Now - think of this! Door #1 holds no surprises and no distinct rewards. You already have what you need and you get no more. Door #2 holds some of the biggest rewards you'll ever receive but you'll have an adventurous, sometimes dangerous, road to get to them. Which door will you open?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4137341943312936654?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4137341943312936654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4137341943312936654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4137341943312936654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4137341943312936654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/08/which-door-will-you-open.html' title='WHICH DOOR WILL YOU OPEN?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5491565686532860302</id><published>2009-08-28T10:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:41:49.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KEPP THE LITTLE LEAGUES LITTLE!!!!</title><content type='html'>With my two ladies of the house out for a while early last night, I decided to get my ESPN "Sportscenter" fix and sit back and relax and get caught up and on the sports news of the day. When I tuned into ESPN, they were in the middle of another Little League baseball tournament game. I figured I'd watch a little of that. The more I watched, the more disturbed I got. Here I was watching 10, 11 and 12-year old children....CHILDREN!!......being analyzed with respect to their hitting with runners on base (or lack thereof); there repertoire of pitches and their hitting statistics for the year and the tournament. I'll repeat - I was watching 10, 11 and 12-year old CHILDREN play baseball. Two of the plays in the game were referred by announcers as "ESPN highlight reels" plays. These are kids, guys!!! Why must we make adults out of these kids so early in their short athletic careers (for most of them!)? Two of the pitchers were throwing fastballs, curves, sliders and spilt-fingered fastballs. Heck, at that age, my friends and I threw two pitches..fast and slow. No wonder pitchers arms are shot early in most careers!!! This didn't look like the &lt;strong&gt;GAME&lt;/strong&gt; I remembered. Now there are national sponsors and every tournament game is televised. Can we not let these kids have some fun playing the &lt;strong&gt;GAME&lt;/strong&gt; of baseball. Yes, competition is good but what business does ESPN have of televising every tournament game. I remember when the final game of the Little League World Series was televised and that was it. Now, it rivals ESPN's Major League Baseball coverage. And you know what I noticed most? None of these kids ever smiled. This DIDN'T look at all like fun to them. It's already a business to these kids. The game? The game is for the adults - even these! I doubt if there is anything we can do to stop it but, maybe, just maybe, if enough of us let our kids start being kids every once in a while, we can see associations like the Little League become "little" again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5491565686532860302?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5491565686532860302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5491565686532860302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5491565686532860302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5491565686532860302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/08/kepp-little-leagues-little.html' title='KEPP THE LITTLE LEAGUES LITTLE!!!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3844546411893447637</id><published>2009-08-23T15:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:12:34.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anyone Know 5th Grade Math?</title><content type='html'>Our 10-year old enters the 5th grade as of tomorrow. Her school gives each student over-the-summer assignments in various subjects so that he/she can stay sharp and have an inkling as to what's ahead in the next grade level.&lt;br /&gt;Our little one kept up with her assignments and, of course, we are the ones who need to check her work and sign to acknowledge that we have sen and that the work has been completed correctly.......well, maybe , not necessarily, CORRECTLY but, at least, the work has been completed - especially when it came to her math assignments this summer. Of course, mom defers to dad when it comes to math which shows how much "on her own" our child is. I don't remember 5th grade math being this complicated. (The again, I can say the same for some of 4TH GRADE MATH!). One problem with multiple questions dealing with "expressions" not "answers". I was lost. Fortunately, our new 5th grader was able to teach me so I guess I'll be learning a lot of 5th grade math this year. Good luck if you're in the same boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3844546411893447637?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3844546411893447637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3844546411893447637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3844546411893447637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3844546411893447637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-anyone-know-5th-grade-math.html' title='Does Anyone Know 5th Grade Math?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3765077614181683389</id><published>2009-08-07T07:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:13:32.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Tell You About Somebody I Know</title><content type='html'>In the course of our lives, some friends, and even family, come and go but there are some who have a lasting effect; they helped shape who you are today. Let me tell you about one of those people in my life. This person was there from my first days on this earth. As a child, he showed me &lt;strong&gt;how &lt;/strong&gt;when it came to just about anything. I was not the most talented but he made sure I was the most prepared. God knows I wasn't that good of a shortstop but he took the time hit me thousands of ground balls. I wasn't that talented a football player but he was there showing me the finer points of the game -over and over until I understood. When bigger "kids" were a threat, he was there to ease it. Saturday matinee movies; taking the subway to a baseball game; playing with his friends in the park - he made sure I was there and a part of it. Believe me, when I messed up, he was the first one in my face making sure I wouldn't make the same mistake again. He was my safety net, my confidante, my mentor. I was the straight man for his limited comedic talents. He, reluctantly, would serve the straight role, occasionally, for my attempted foibles. And, if you ask, who was the person who really got me interested in this business? - well, he was the one. Music was a big part of his life thus it became a big part of mine. Radio was a big part of his (he always was listening to one - no matter what time of day)therefore my interest in radio grew. He instilled a confidence in me that nothing was impossible as long as you worked at it. He was a joy to "hang" with, especially, on those rainy days at home. His creativity on those days slowly wore off on me. I can count on one hand the bumps in our relationship. It has weathered lots of family (and marriage) storms.&lt;br /&gt;As I've grown older, he has now become my best friend. The first person I will call with good or bad news. The first person I want to see when family gets together. This "somebody I know" is my big brother and he is celebrating a milestone birthday this weekend and I can't think of any better way to wish him the best, and many more, than with this note of eternal thanks. Thank YOU, Big Brother, and have a great birthday! &lt;br /&gt;I know you have someone in your life who makes you feel this way. take the time this weekend to let them know how much you appreciate them. Thanks for letting me tell you about my life's "hero".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3765077614181683389?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3765077614181683389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3765077614181683389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3765077614181683389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3765077614181683389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-me-tell-you-about-somebody-i-know.html' title='Let Me Tell You About Somebody I Know'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5399627485204431329</id><published>2009-08-03T12:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:24:46.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Be Honest With You</title><content type='html'>I love some of the phrases we have come up with in the English language. Think of "Let Me Be Honest With You". Does that mean you've been lying other than what's to come in the next statement. Other derivatives include "Let me perfectly honest with you" or just the simple "To be honest". Of course, there is also the "I'll give you my honest opinion". So, you were thinking of giving me an opinion that isn't the truth? I, also, love the phrase "this is a very difficult thing for me to do" when someone is about to give you bad news of some kind. What if they said "this is so easy for me, you wouldn't believe it"? How would you feel about that?&lt;br /&gt;We put the words same and identical together ("It's the same, identical thing) which means we are talking the same same thing, actually!! How crazy is that?&lt;br /&gt;I also like how we say we are "live" from a place when we are there in person. I'd hate to think of the alternative to that! Imagine someone just learning English reacts to this stuff. Must be interesting to witness.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any phrases/word combinations that strike you as these strike me? Let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5399627485204431329?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5399627485204431329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5399627485204431329' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5399627485204431329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5399627485204431329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-me-be-honest-with-you.html' title='Let Me Be Honest With You'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2188024930102497936</id><published>2009-07-28T08:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:57:10.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DOES A HUMAN BEING ONLY GET ONE CHANCE?</title><content type='html'>This morning I received an e-mail from a listener who mentioned that her boss decided to switch the station because he was promised a CD by us several months ago and we never came through. I was given no names, no dates, nothing. as a matter of fact, I remember no complaint being sent about something like this.  I will tell you that one of the things I try to do EVERY day is make sure I can get to you and solve any problems, answer and complaints or questions or listen to any opinions you may have. We are all busy...doing more for less these days, of course, but there is always time to help someone or, at least, listen. We all try to be this way in our building. I guess we are missing the mark, in some respects, judging from this morning's decision by that one boss so all I can say now is that we are committed to making sure your experience with Eagle is a good and memorable one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2188024930102497936?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2188024930102497936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2188024930102497936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2188024930102497936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2188024930102497936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-human-being-only-get-one-chance.html' title='DOES A HUMAN BEING ONLY GET ONE CHANCE?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5105538077165773988</id><published>2009-07-13T08:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:39:57.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Innocence of Youth, for sure.</title><content type='html'>My wife and I had the pleasure of working as volunteers at our church yesterday, during one of the services, watching over one the children's groups. We happened to be assigned the 2 and 3 year olds. Of course, I probably should have foregone my usual morning workout because I &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; get one during this 90 minutes. Above all, there is something easily noticeable about these little men and women. They were all about fun, games and smiling. No relationship issues to deal with. No worries about what they were wearing (more than half though their shoes/sandals were way too cumbersome!). They just enjoyed every minute and, used every minute they could to enjoy. Something for all of us "grown ups" to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5105538077165773988?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5105538077165773988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5105538077165773988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5105538077165773988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5105538077165773988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/07/innocence-of-youth-for-sure.html' title='The Innocence of Youth, for sure.'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4895258477272334821</id><published>2009-07-02T16:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:26:32.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE YEAR IS ALREADY HALF OVER</title><content type='html'>Has it hit you yet that we are already halfway through 2009????? Two-thousand-freakin' NINE!!! We're all so wrapped up that, when you stop and actually think about it, this year has zoomed by. With the holiday weekend upon us, use the time you have NOW to spend a little more of it with family and friends. The job will still be there Monday. And, you know what?...it'll be there whether you're there or not. You never know how long friends and family will be around. Just look at all the prominent folks who left this earth in the past two weeks alone. Here's to a happy safe 4th weekend for you &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; your family and friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4895258477272334821?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4895258477272334821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4895258477272334821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4895258477272334821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4895258477272334821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-is-already-half-over.html' title='THE YEAR IS ALREADY HALF OVER'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8911133263246386041</id><published>2009-06-22T07:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:37:11.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Evidence For The Power Of Prayer</title><content type='html'>Some of you may know promo guy, Jim, form 97.3 The Eagle. He's the tall, thin gentleman with his signature backward baseball cap. Jim is one the most efficient, caring individuals with whom I have ever worked. He always was there to help listeners, clients, staff.....anyone who needed help at a concert, event, etc. On a personal level, every time (and I mean EVERY TIME!), Jim would come back from a trip with the Disney Kids to Orlando with a little gift for our little one. Never failed. Always put himself before everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this past Thursday, Jim suffered a sudden heart attack a few hours after our in studio event with The Trailer Choir. The first 24 hours were very touch and go. Just about anyone who had some contact with Jim was being kept posted and everyone, to a person, said he would be in their prayers. &lt;br /&gt;Well, Friday night, things began to turn positive and by Saturday afternoon, Jim was awake and doctors were extremely optimistic. I saw the power of prayer at its best. When everyone started praying for Jim, you could feel things change for him. What a feeling! So, if you ever had doubts in your own mind, let this serve as an example!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8911133263246386041?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8911133263246386041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8911133263246386041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8911133263246386041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8911133263246386041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/06/hard-evidence-for-power-of-prayer.html' title='Hard Evidence For The Power Of Prayer'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-2417792478657740721</id><published>2009-06-10T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:09:41.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One at the CMA Music Fest</title><content type='html'>I'm here in Nashville with the Eagle morning show, Jimmy Ray and Jen, who are broadcasting live from the festivities. Lots of artists visited our area this morning. Jimmy Wayne mentioned that he and Dierks Bentley join Brad Paisley on stage for a special song during his concert. Julianne Hough is feeling LOTS better and is looking forward to the show with George Strait and Blake Shelton Friday night. Speaking of Blake, he told us how much he loves to come to Virginia Beach. Tonight, we had a chance to see Alan Jackson perform at the Cadillac Ranch in honor of his 20th year in the business and Jimmy Ray had the opportunity to interview him. LOTS of neat things.&lt;br /&gt;On a personal level, although this is work, it isn't for me. It's always a huge thrill to see these artists and experience how real they actually are. I've only been a part of country music for 6 and a half years. Most of my career was in rock and Top 40 and, I have to tell you, some of those artists need to come to Music Fest to see how it should be done...and IS done for the country audience. There is nothing like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-2417792478657740721?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/2417792478657740721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=2417792478657740721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2417792478657740721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/2417792478657740721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-one-at-cma-music-fest.html' title='Day One at the CMA Music Fest'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3526382731094323415</id><published>2009-06-08T08:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:46:05.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3-D Ripoff!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we went, with an excited little one, to see the new Pixar-animated film "Up". Heard lots of good things about it and, for the most part, the movie lived up to its advance reviews by our friends.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I made sure that we avoided was the lure of the 3-D showing. It can really be awesome and exciting and EXPENSIVE! The last time I wasn't as aware and wound up laying out twice as much cash than the regular movie. TWICE AS MUCH!!!! And you know what? You don't even get to keep the 3-D glasses. Of course, why would you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, about the cost....not only do you play about $3-4 extra for the privilege of watching 3-D but there is also $3 service charge PER TICKET!!! Since that last outlay of big money,we thought it would be better to wait for the 3-D DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3526382731094323415?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3526382731094323415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3526382731094323415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3526382731094323415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3526382731094323415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-d-ripoff.html' title='The 3-D Ripoff!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3089853116054733592</id><published>2009-06-03T15:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:04:13.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye To An Old, OLD FRiend!</title><content type='html'>To some of you....actually, most of you, this may not mean anything but I just have to say something about an icon in our industry closing its doors today. Our top industry magazine, Radio &amp; Records, announced that their last printed edition will be coming out Friday and their web presence will cease today - &lt;strong&gt;after 36 years of operation.&lt;/strong&gt; This, to me, is like losing an old friend.....someone who was there, when you first got into the business, to help you get started; someone who was there to help you move in that upward direction you had hoped for; someone who let the industry know your name and your talent as often as possible and, mostly, someone who kept you informed, up-to-date and entertained. I learned more from various special articles in this publication than in any time NY Times business best-seller. The writers had a passion for the business and all facets of it. Their original publisher, Bob Wilson, was just a regular guy who wanted to help the industry grow and he did. Unfortunately, Corporate America took over the publication and things began to happen - less people , less articles, less conferences and conventions. A lot of good people are out of work today because of this announcement. I guess it's another sign that a "change has come to America". My heart goes out to all of the R&amp;R alumni. A big thank you for helping me be what I am today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3089853116054733592?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3089853116054733592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3089853116054733592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3089853116054733592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3089853116054733592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-to-old-old-friend.html' title='Goodbye To An Old, OLD FRiend!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8802309255363877217</id><published>2009-05-29T08:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:18:11.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is a World Series of Spelling next????</title><content type='html'>Being an ex-Spelling bee champ(6th grade Metro DC - 3rd place), I always have an interest in the National Spelling Bee each year. But - here's my question: Since when has Spelling become a sport? &lt;br /&gt;Not only does ESPN report the winner (with highlights, of course) on Sportscenter, but ABC treats the event as if the participants were some sort of athletes complete with the height and weight of each contestant (as if that would matter when it comes to spelling a word) and what their various hobbies and interests may be.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. It's neat to see these kids participating in something that is a little more meaningful than a Little League baseball game but why must we "athleticize" the affair?&lt;br /&gt;I can see it now in future years. &lt;strong&gt;Spelling Bee Selection Night &lt;/strong&gt;where contestants are "seeded" in various regions which then, of course, would spawn Regional Championships. Then we have our Final 4 kids and they hype could last for a week. Appearances on numerous TV shows. Analysts discussing which part of the English language would be the weakest or strongest for that contestant. What a financial bonanza!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we have taken the fun out what was, when I participated, a pretty neat, educational event. Bring on the &lt;strong&gt;World Series of Spelling&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8802309255363877217?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8802309255363877217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8802309255363877217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8802309255363877217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8802309255363877217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-world-series-of-spelling-next.html' title='Is a World Series of Spelling next????'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3904426351310118144</id><published>2009-05-26T07:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:02:58.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE 'FINALE'S" - THANK GOD!!!</title><content type='html'>I noticed in checking my local TV listings, that the series/season finales are over for the year. Don't have to worry about the old DVR....or sticking around to watch a 2-hour event that could have been about 30 minutes. Our family may actually have something else to do like, maybe, take a walk or ride, watch a family movie...or better yet....read something. I'm not complaining.....I get just as hooked as some of you do on this stuff. I'm just glad it's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3904426351310118144?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3904426351310118144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3904426351310118144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3904426351310118144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3904426351310118144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-more-finales-thank-god.html' title='NO MORE &apos;FINALE&apos;S&quot; - THANK GOD!!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8645280581997111601</id><published>2009-05-18T15:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:57:59.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE YOU MISSED THE RISING PRICE OF GAS</title><content type='html'>Okay, so there are reports that our economy may actually be making a positive turn. Did you notice that since that has been reported that the price of gasoline has risen almost 50 cents a gallon? No reports of a shortage of any kind. Only thing I've heard and read is the anticipation of summer driving has driven up the price. Give me a break!!! Does the price of cranberry sauce go up when we approach Thanksgiving? No.....does it cost more to buy hot dogs and hot dog buns on July 2nd?....Again, No!&lt;br /&gt;What irks me most is that we sit and take it. No complaints. We just let the oil companies do it. Through all of these reports of downsizing and lost profits, have you seen an oil company as a part of that? I challenge you to name one for me because I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could all just thumb our noses at them and stop using our vehicles altogether....but, we can't.....and they know it!!! Heck, when the price was $4.99 a gallon, we paid it. How does it feel to be a slave to the oil companies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8645280581997111601?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8645280581997111601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8645280581997111601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8645280581997111601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8645280581997111601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-you-missed-rising-price-of-gas.html' title='HAVE YOU MISSED THE RISING PRICE OF GAS'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1088780440767063831</id><published>2009-05-11T07:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:22:52.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE KIDS DO THEIR OWN THING!!</title><content type='html'>For the past two months, our 10-year old daughter has been agonizing over her MAJOR&lt;br /&gt;4th grade project which entailed picking a specific deceased character from American history who, she thinks, made an impact historically and spiritually. Her selection was Helen Keller. Of course, we were impressed with the choice. She went on to do some web research, watched a version of The Miracle Worker, read a book about Helen Keller and did some library research, also. The project was to be in a presentation form as if the character were a wax figure at a museum and when someone would walk up the display, the character would come alive with a simple press of a button and deliver a one-minute soliloquy on his/her place in history. Parents and students alike were invited to this presentation. For our little one, our involvement in the project comprised of reading over her various "papers" associated with the project and purchasing a Helen Keller costume and Braille book as props. The rest we left up to her.&lt;br /&gt;As my wife and I walked into the presentation, we were met with an unbelievable amount of "props" from each student. One actually had 10-foot paper mache nose to depict Mt. Rushmore. Another had a $2000 flat screen TV to show videos of the character. There were lots more. One of the teachers, jokingly, remarked to me that there should be two grades for this project - one for the students and one for the PARENTS. as I viewed each presentation, I found myself feeling bad for our little one because we didn't do enough for her. I began to wonder if we should have had a display or something else to help her but then I realized that this was HER project and HER grade and she was happy with what she presented. It conjured up memories of my days as a Little League baseball coach and how "involved" parents would get. I walked away feeling a lot better about our little one because I knew that was her work and no one else has any hand in it.&lt;br /&gt;My point is that, if you are a parent, PLEASE &lt;strong&gt;guide&lt;/strong&gt; your children but don't do the work for them. Give them a chance to experience failure so they can learn from it and experience their own success. It doesn't get any better than seeing the elation from a child who has failed and, then, succeeded. Maybe we'll all be better for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1088780440767063831?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1088780440767063831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1088780440767063831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1088780440767063831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1088780440767063831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-kids-do-their-own-thing.html' title='LET THE KIDS DO THEIR OWN THING!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-3871814343273597324</id><published>2009-05-07T07:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:09:51.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something To Think About NOT Just Today</title><content type='html'>I am writing this on the designated National Day of Prayer and playing on 97.3 The Eagle right now is Trace Adkins new song "All I Ask For Anymore". This is a day DESIGNATED for all of us to pray and I'm listening to a song that lets us know what really matters every day of our lives. Trace sings about praying every night, not for his possible accomplishments but for his wife, his children, his friends......what really matters. After this past weekend visiting my grown daughter and her family, I was, for the first time in a long time, with my entire immediate family....my wife, two daughters, son-in-law and three grandchildren. It doesn't, and will never, get any better than that. Makes me realize that EVERY DAY should be a National Day of Prayer.....not just one day a year. Maybe, if we all prayed about what really matters every day....just maybe.....we can turn this whole thing around. I am a dreamer, you know....BUT, I'm also a believer. Lets give it a shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-3871814343273597324?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/3871814343273597324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=3871814343273597324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3871814343273597324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/3871814343273597324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-to-think-about-not-just-today.html' title='Something To Think About NOT Just Today'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-7875707304771434719</id><published>2009-04-29T08:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:33:56.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAS OUR BUSINESS LOST ITS HEART?</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday, a big radio broadcast company eliminated 3% of their work force just like that. Over 500 people. Counting the 1800-plus they dropped back in January, it adds up to a total of 12%!!!! I have alot of friends in that group who were doing their job and doing it quite well but just became a number on someone's "books" that needed to be erased. Now, even more than ever, we have national DJ's on local stations. One of the legendary Top 40 stations, just north of here, now has only ONE, LOCAL, LIVE personality on the air. The message being sent to aspiring jocks is "stay away, we don't need you". So, what happens to the talent of the future? And what is happening NOW to radio? I am proud to say that we, here at Max media, have more live and local personalities than any other group in this and a bunch of other markets. I'm not selling our company at all. I am saying how sad it is when we have to brag about something like that. Your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-7875707304771434719?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/7875707304771434719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=7875707304771434719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7875707304771434719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/7875707304771434719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/04/has-our-business-lost-its-heart.html' title='HAS OUR BUSINESS LOST ITS HEART?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4549370667549816326</id><published>2009-04-19T09:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:00:06.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY FOR PERSPECTIVE</title><content type='html'>Occasionally, as with anyone, I get all caught up in the minutiae of my life. Lots of thoughts about work, of course. This past Saturday, I had the privilege of being involved with something that gave me a fresh perspective - something that God has His way of giving me, periodically.&lt;br /&gt;I was there, with 97.3 The Eagle, at Pier 14 at the Norfolk Naval Station, with 10,000 other folks, to greet the USS Theodore Roosevelt Carrier Strike Group coming home after a seven and a half month deployment. I saw parents, wives with their children in tow, excited girlfriends, etc. When the actually carrier pulled in, the Eagle was playing, very loud and proud, Lee Greenwood's "God Bless The USA". That scene, with the sailors manning the rails, was amazing. What came after that, though, is there the perspective showed up.&lt;br /&gt;As the sailors left the carrier, I saw hundreds of them racing to the arms of loved ones but 3 scenes especially struck me. I watched a Chief Petty Officer greet his family - his wife and toddler daughter and, for the first time, he got to see and hold his new baby who arrived while he was deployed. The smile...the pride..was something I'll always remember.&lt;br /&gt;The second scene was seeing a sailor rush into young lady's arms with family surrounding them and then seeing him drop to his knees and propose marriage there on the spot. The elation from everyone involved after that was priceless!&lt;br /&gt;The final scene was the one that struck my heart the most. As we were packing up the Eagle Big Blue Truck, a female sailor, alone, with her bags came by to ask us if there a cab company near by and that this was her first time in Virginia. We called the company for her and arranged for a cab to pick her up. After she thanked us and walked away, we couldn't stop talking and thinking about this young lady. As we began our drive off of the base, we saw the young sailor standing waiting for the cab looking so lost so we decided to give her the ride she needed. We found out that she went from basic training right to the carrier and had never been outside of her native Texas prior to this. She was going to rent a car and "hang out" in a mall until her friend, whom she was to meet a day later, would contact her. Turns out that she was going to spend the night herself somewhere at a hotel in Virginia Beach. She was a little afraid but alot excited. Couldn't have been a day over 20. She really wanted to explore the area on her own. We, of course, made sure that she had our contact numbers just in case she needed anything.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about this young lady. Hoping that she's okay and that she was able to stay where she wanted and do some of the things she talked about. She had no friends...the only people she knew outside of her unit, was our group. The whole thing made me realize, once again, the importance of relationships, friends and family. When we have our final meeting with God, he will never ask how many hours we spent on the job.....he will ask how many lives we may have touched. So, today, work doesn't seem as crucial as it did yesterday. It's a livelihood, yes, but it's something I know I won't take with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4549370667549816326?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4549370667549816326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4549370667549816326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4549370667549816326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4549370667549816326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-for-perspective.html' title='A DAY FOR PERSPECTIVE'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-4578107209174529921</id><published>2009-04-16T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:30:51.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Is Definitely Here</title><content type='html'>The times they are a changin'. Bob Dylan sang it way back in the 60's but it might as well apply today. I'm not talking about the "change" promised by our new President. We won't know if that even will happen for another two or three years. I'm talking about how our lives are changing right now and I think for the better. With less money in our pockets (and less jobs for some of us), we are finding alternate means of entertainment and recreation and it's getting us closer to our loved ones - family and friends. I also notice that people seem to have a genuine concern about each other's well-being. I've seen more generosity over the past 6 months than I had witnessed in the 6 years before that. We're all going through this patch of roughness together so everyone can empathize. Let's not EVER forget this period in our lives for that reason alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-4578107209174529921?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/4578107209174529921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=4578107209174529921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4578107209174529921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/4578107209174529921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/04/change-is-definitely-here.html' title='Change Is Definitely Here'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-336382662133527145</id><published>2009-04-07T08:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:58:06.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TEN-YEAR OLD TECHNOLOGICAL GENIUS</title><content type='html'>I'm in the radio broadcasting business which means I have access to, and use, a number of technical "items" every day from operating a control board to using digital editing equipment. You would think I would be strong on the technical side BUT, when it comes to the home TV system, my little 10-year old daughter rules the roost, for sure. Her latest technological find is something I had no idea we had. She showed me last night how I can go right to a specific channel on my digital cable and get weather for Virginia Beach and any fairly large city in our country. Then, she showed how I can see all the news channels at once and all the sports channels at once!!! A veritable plethora of information at my fingertips and I had no idea it was there. NOTE: we have had this cable setup for close to 3 years....she was the one who showed me how to use the DVR. Again, I had no idea. Is it me or are we learning more from the young ones these days than our parents learned from us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-336382662133527145?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/336382662133527145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=336382662133527145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/336382662133527145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/336382662133527145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-ten-year-old-technological-genius.html' title='MY TEN-YEAR OLD TECHNOLOGICAL GENIUS'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5420450188975927785</id><published>2009-03-30T15:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:21:45.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Was That Loud Boom?</title><content type='html'>It was about 9:45PM EDT last night (Sunday March 30th). Suddently, my wife and I were startled by a loud boom/explosion that, literally, shook the house. I looked around and saw no damage. I heard no sirens so I thought it must have been something at one of the bases or just alot of wind. Then I came in here this morning and Jimmy Ray and Jen are talking about it - wondering what it was. Supposedly, the National Weather Service is checking into it. There were reports of sightings of a flash, then a fireball and THEN, a few minutes later, the boom/explosion sound. That tells me, whatever it was, that it was fairly distant from us. Regardless, THAT was rather unnerving. Are there aliens among us? What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5420450188975927785?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5420450188975927785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5420450188975927785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5420450188975927785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5420450188975927785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-was-that-loud-boom.html' title='What Was That Loud Boom?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8245360086506579515</id><published>2009-03-24T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:51:22.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Get The Flu, Listen to the Right people</title><content type='html'>After being bed-ridden for the first time in over 8 years with what our doctor called "Influenza B" over the weekend, I would suggest you follow whatever program your doctor says. Don't deviate. First of all, knowing that there is an actual WORSE flu called Influenza "A" is scary enough. How do I know all of this? Well, I thought I was out of the woods after a day's rest. Got hungry and sent someone to get me some of those great onion rings from a local fast food institution. BIG mistake. Need I go further. I was told to follow a strict bland diet (known as the "BRAT" diet - Bananas, Rice, Applesauce and Toast). I learned the hard way. Don't you.......Never did a slice of dry toast taste so good after that!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the beginning of Spring and the end of flu season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8245360086506579515?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8245360086506579515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8245360086506579515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8245360086506579515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8245360086506579515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-get-flu-listen-to-right-people.html' title='If You Get The Flu, Listen to the Right people'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-381742378899682745</id><published>2009-03-17T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:13:58.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW I'M INTERESTED IN BASKETBALL</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, this past weekend, I got VERY interested in college basketball. How can you not be? And this year may be the most competitive in a long time. How many bracket contests are you in? I'm now in 4. Of course, I study the teams....see who may have the best matchups, etc. My wife also gets involved. Her method? Color and location. She favors blue and red and any team in the Southeast. Last year she picked Davidson to make it to the Final 4 and, you know what?....she almost won a bracket contest because of that pick alone when they almost made it there. So, does all the studying matter? Not really. It IS fun for me. For my wife, it's all about how you look and where you live. Go figure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-381742378899682745?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/381742378899682745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=381742378899682745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/381742378899682745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/381742378899682745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-im-interested-in-basketball.html' title='NOW I&apos;M INTERESTED IN BASKETBALL'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1722099538775291663</id><published>2009-03-14T16:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:03:33.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLY THE COMMON FOLK SACRIFICE?</title><content type='html'>I can say now that I have LOTS of friends out of work and alot more who have endured one or more pay cuts already at their current job. None of them work in Congress or none of them is a professional athlete. &lt;br /&gt;Who made up these rules? A defensive lineman is signed for the highest amount of any player, edver.....in this economy, no less. I'm sure we'll see that reflected in the ticket prices. Congress votes to NOT give themselves a raise until 2011.....but no cut....no travel cutbacks, etc. How nice!!! The two groups that should be leading the way as examples for cutting back are shining examples as to why our economy is in its current predicament.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1722099538775291663?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1722099538775291663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1722099538775291663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1722099538775291663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1722099538775291663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-common-folk-sacrifice.html' title='ONLY THE COMMON FOLK SACRIFICE?'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8673622289881580506</id><published>2009-03-10T06:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:03:05.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL GOOD FRIEND</title><content type='html'>I had known the man 9 years. I didn't meet him face-to-face until last year but he's been a close work associate for that 9 year period. Whatever I asked him to do, he would do and always in record time - of course, done exactly the way I had wanted. He was as much a part of the staff of 97.3 The Eagle as Jimmy Ray or Jen. You never heard his name but you heard him more than Jimmy Ray, Karen West, Mark McKay or Stephanie Taylor. You just knew him as the Eagle "Big Voice Guy". His name- Brian James. Last Friday morning, Brian suffered a massive heart attack at the young age of 48 and passed away, just a day after he and I had a little Facebook exchange. He leaves behind a wife, a son and a stepdaughter - and thousands - and I do mean thousands - of radio friends. Brian, we will miss that booming voice but, most of all, your friendship. You treated us all like family. You will always be the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8673622289881580506?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8673622289881580506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8673622289881580506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8673622289881580506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8673622289881580506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell-good-friend.html' title='FAREWELL GOOD FRIEND'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5698751229452817672</id><published>2009-02-24T16:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:42:29.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding With My Daughter</title><content type='html'>Dad's have some interesting times with children, especially daughters. My grown daughter and I found lots of ways to "bond" through the years - music being the primary source, although she is somewhat a political junkie these days, too. So here I am, doing it over again with my current 10-year old daughter, who is as "girly" and pink as one can get. Plus she has virtually no interest in sports. But - we found a way to bond at this early age and it's on TV. No, not Hannah Montana....no, not Sponge Bob......would you believe two shows on Discovery? &lt;strong&gt;Destroyed In Seconds &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Road Rampage&lt;/strong&gt;!!! For some reason, we are both mesmerized by all of these crashes and destruction.  We spend hours together watching and enjoying. Makes her mother feel so proud....:)....I am confident, though, that the UFC is not the next step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5698751229452817672?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5698751229452817672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5698751229452817672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5698751229452817672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5698751229452817672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/02/bonding-with-my-daughter.html' title='Bonding With My Daughter'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-8965434377584522409</id><published>2009-02-13T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:15:29.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shomby Economic Stimulus Plan</title><content type='html'>There are billions, upon billions, of dollars on the table for the government's economic stimulus plan. Are you sure, EXACTLY, how it's helping you? The goal is to create jobs and give us enough spending income so that we have the confidence to buy those goods and services we haven't been lately. Are you sure, EXACTLY, that this current plan achieves that? If you can answer a resounding YES than I need you to explain it to me.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I have a thought, or better yet, my own thought for a stimulus plan. How about, first of all, everyone in Congress gets a work a week without pay. They serve us yet we are the ones doing most of the suffering. They need to feel it. That should save a few billion dollars, don't you think? Now, I think the rest of the money should go to two places - employers and US! Distribute $400 billion to any and all SMALL business owners in the country. Make them qualify, as if they were qualifying for a loan, but they wouldn't have to pay it back. Then get the rest of the money and distribute it among the population. Depending on your income, depends on what you get. The more you make, the less you get and vice versa. If you're not working and just getting unemployment, you get the highest amount. Again , the application is used here also. Have Warren Buffet oversee the distribution - not someone in Congress. We need someone who knows business and has done it well - not a politician.&lt;br /&gt;The distribution is tax-free BUT normal taxes with jobs, purchasing, gains, etc., would apply after. Imagine all that money being put right back into the system. It's possible, that we may pay back alot of what was distributed. Maybe I'm being way too idealistic but I think it's worth a shot, don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-8965434377584522409?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/8965434377584522409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=8965434377584522409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8965434377584522409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/8965434377584522409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/02/shomby-economic-stimulus-plan.html' title='The Shomby Economic Stimulus Plan'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5830133969497644238</id><published>2009-02-03T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:45:55.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go Again</title><content type='html'>Now that all the conversation about the Super Bowl is pretty much over, it's now back to how bad things are and how nad they are going to get. I do understand the severity of the situation. I do know that alot of our jobs hang in the balance. Of all that, what can we control. Can we control the direction of the entire economy? Of course, not. We can only have an affect on what we do and only what we do. So why not approach it with a feeling of anticipation? These are uncharted waters for lots of us so let's treat it like an adventure - an adventure, of course, that will be a definite rollercoaster ride. Along the way, let's help whoever we can.Those who have less whan we do, give them more. Those need a break, give them one. Along the way, let's ask for help FROM whoever we can. Put aside pride. Most of all, get as involved in this as you can. Be a part of the solution. That's what you can control. Here's to the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5830133969497644238?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5830133969497644238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5830133969497644238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5830133969497644238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5830133969497644238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here I Go Again'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-1515492188251491177</id><published>2009-01-30T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:32:50.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't tell you how thankful I am for your generosity for the Eagle/St. Jude Country Cares Radiothon. The economy is in the tubes but yet you still found the time and the money to help the kids at St. Jude. What a great way to start a weekend and a year, for that matter. I will bet that, when I go back to visit the hospital in Memphis next year, I will see some new piece of equipment or protocol or addition in a building that was, most probably, due to you becoming an Eagle/St. Jude Partner in Hope. Thank you again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-1515492188251491177?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/1515492188251491177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=1515492188251491177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1515492188251491177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/1515492188251491177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks.html' title='THANKS!!!'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-900972294518875792</id><published>2009-01-28T17:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:19:37.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Two days Of The Year</title><content type='html'>And so we begin the Eagle's annual (#18 to be exact)St. Jude/Country Cares radiothon. Every year, you come through for the kids of St. Jude and I know this year will be no exception. After visiting the hospital again a few weeks ago, I am even more determined to get that survival rate up above 96%. Let's get it to 100%!!! The one child I described in my last blog is still etched in my mind. I want to help him and others like him and prevent others from getting to be like him. That little fellow is my inspiration this year plus my little, HEALTHY ten-year old daughter and my three VERY healthy grandchildren. Join me, please, in becoming an Eagle/St.Jude Partner in Hope. 1-888-270-HOPE. Thank you again for your help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-900972294518875792?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/900972294518875792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=900972294518875792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/900972294518875792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/900972294518875792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-two-days-of-year.html' title='The Best Two days Of The Year'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-6635012592012087034</id><published>2009-01-16T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:30:01.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug Your Child EVERYDAY</title><content type='html'>I am here in Memphis, Tennessee for the annual Country Cares, St. Jude Radiothon Seminar. Every year I come to see what new things have been developed at the hospital and, of course, to exchange radiothon ideas with other radio folk. The first day of the seminar always includes a tour of the hospital facilities. This year was no exception. Also, no exception, was the fact that, once again, as I walked through the main hospital, I saw child after child, family after family, with the look of hope. Every year, without exception, one child always strikes my heart harder than any other. This year it was a boy, I would say about 9 or 10, whom I noticed coming into the hospital lobby in crutches. He had the shaved head from radiation and/or chemotherapy. He was on crutches because it appeared the bottom portion of his right leg had been amputated. His parents were right behind him with that look of hope on their face. His eyes met mine just for about 2 or 3 seconds, when he walked by, but long enough for me to notice his look. From that look, I could see that he wanted help...he wanted some assurance tha he would be okay. I could tell that this amputation was fairly recent. Who knows what caused it or what is wrong with him (confidentiality keeps us from asking and the hospital from telling). All I know is that little fellow is confused about his future which strengthened my resolve, more than ever, to ask for your help again this year during our St. Jude Country Cares Radiothon later this month. It also, once again, made me so thankful for two healthy daughters and three healthy, strong grandchildren. If I could hug my grown daughter and those 3 grandchildren right now, I would and would never let go. If I could hug my 10-year old daughter right now, I would and would never let go. I'm in Memphis right now and I plan to do that the minute I see all of them. Do me a favor...if your children are near you right now, just give them a hug for me and thank God for their health and happiness every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-6635012592012087034?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/6635012592012087034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=6635012592012087034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6635012592012087034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/6635012592012087034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/01/hug-your-child-everyday.html' title='Hug Your Child EVERYDAY'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584169010714375686.post-5143084796017979298</id><published>2009-01-12T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:39:22.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in Salesmanship</title><content type='html'>I bet you thought this blog would be about my Philadelphia Eagles beating the New York Giants. Well, even though I am ecstatic about that, I have to share something you concerning my always-surprising 10-year old. Last Saturday was the first official day she was permitted to sell Girl Scout Cookies. So, she got her mother going at around 9am and was ready to hit the neighborhood and go door-to-door. No nervousness, no qualms....and a goal, that she set, of 100 boxes sold by the end of the day. Now, understand that she only knows, maybe 5 or 6 of the neighbors in this very large neighborhood. After the first hour, she hadn't done much and was a bit disappointed but pressed on. (Through all of this, she would not let her mother approach any door. Mom had to stay at the end of each driveaway or sidewalk. She was doing the "cold calling" all by herself.) The two of them came back to eat lunch a little after noon and then went out again for another two and a half hours. After it was all said and done, she had sold 101 boxes. &lt;strong&gt;101 BOXES!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Two people, who had turned her down earlier in the day, actually went out looking for her (and found her) because they were so impressed by her politeness and knowledge of the products. Think about that - &lt;strong&gt;101 boxes&lt;/strong&gt; in 5 hours. I'm not just being a proud father. This little one showed me that we each &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; always set higher expectations for our own accomplishments. She did and SHE DID!&lt;br /&gt;Should be a lesson to all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2584169010714375686-5143084796017979298?l=jshomby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/feeds/5143084796017979298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2584169010714375686&amp;postID=5143084796017979298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5143084796017979298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2584169010714375686/posts/default/5143084796017979298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshomby.blogspot.com/2009/01/lesson-in-salesmanship.html' title='A Lesson in Salesmanship'/><author><name>John Shomby - a/ka "Jombi"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735013889211580010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0u3-pw88OAs/TIkuvQGmvEI/AAAAAAAAABU/D0_bj2bCd2o/S220/28953_1140849977269_1708024616_266436_118819_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
