I woke up with an itch in the back of my tiny brain yesterday morning, one that needed immediate scratching. Surrendering to the urge, I grabbed my helmet and gear, wandered outside, opened the garage, and answered the primal call. I uncovered my very neglected Yamaha FJR, climbed aboard...
To the disappointment of some, rumors of my demise are somewhat exaggerated. This blogging thing is fun, or at least it’s supposed to be. But when it changes from fun into work, when it starts sounding forced, well… it’s time to take a break. So, as the few remaining...
Buon Giorno from Milano! After a quick seven hour flight from Boston to Milan’s Malpensa airport, a laughable customs check point and a few near death experiences on the drive to the hotel, I can now add Italy to my growing list of countries I’ve had the privilege of...
Day two began bright and early, at least for me. I was wide awake at 5 AM, with little hope of falling back asleep. Scooters buzzed up and down the boulevard like mosquitos, even at this early hour. I stood on the little terrace outside the hotel room and watched as sleepy Milan woke up...
The dreaded ‘work’ part of this WWE sponsored ‘vacation’ arrived with a THUD. Normally on these shows, I am sort of an insurance policy. In case something happens to Randy – the poor soul that has been mixing WWE audio since the days of Marconi –...