Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Sorry For The Absense (AKA: That vacation thing is a lot of work!)

Hello everyone!  I apologize for my lack of writing the past week or so...  I just had a lovely weekend visit from my family.  My sister and nephew came to Seattle to check out the sights.

I will post a nice long extendo blog with some pictures and the such, but for now, just know I am alive and all is well!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

You Tell Em I'm Comin'… And I'm Bringing Hell With Me! (aka: I'm your huckleberry)

Sorry.  Watching Tombstone on the tube.  Love this movie.  Always hated Val Kilmer but for some reason he just hit this one on the head.  I doubt Doc Holliday himself was as good as ol' Val at being the said huckleberry.

Weird to see Lowell Mather playing a bad guy with a gun in the old west tho.  This is the guy who got beaten up by a small asian chick in Sideways but I am supposed to believe he could out gun Sam Elliot?  Preposterous.

Speaking of the old west, my week has felt a bit like that.  There were the normal shootouts at the OK Corral known as the news room.  I got bucked off a few times as a story didn't work out and I had to switch gears mid-stroke.  But, in the 11 years of doing my gig and my final two years of college, I hadn't even given thought to the high-noon showdown I was to encounter this past weekend.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Save The Oysters! (aka: I'm gonna have to buy some hip waders)

It's been a very long week or two since last we chatted.   There were times where I truly believe I have gone back in time to the early 1980's.  But that is for another post.

Today's blog is coming to you from the middle of the Puget Sound.  I am crossing the gap between Bremerton and Seattle via the lovely Washington State Ferry System.

What brings a land locked man like myself across the sound to Bremerton you ask?  Oysters of course.  It seems I am the oyster bureau chief actually.  A couple weeks back you may recall my trip to a little town called Quilcene on Dabob Bay.  The oysters it was said were being killed by rising acid levels in the oceans and waters in the Pacific Northwest.

Well, now it appears something far more deadly is attacking the oysters… Your United States Navy.  Thats right, fresh off their mission being accomplished in Iraq, the Navy declared all out war on the oysters of Seabeck, WA.

Monday, August 9, 2010

A look into my days (aka: Why did you say I would need a rain slicker again??)

So my work situation is no more clear these days than ever before.

That will be its own blog someday soon, but until it all works its way out, lets just gloss over the basics.

I was telling Cam and Kaleo and Kalewa in Hawaii that I had a ton of options if I moved to Seattle.  I told Ken and Jimene and the Walter clan that every day I seemed to get a new offer of something bigger and better in the Emerald City.  And, I was understating all of the facts.

What has happened since I arrived in town has been nothing short of miraculous, given our economy and general Carter-era-esque malaise.  I came to town with the promise of a job at one station, the chance at an amazing job at another.  Two days in town, another offer came.  Last week, another.  I am working currently at two shops in town, which is crazy to me but they both seem thrilled.  After a very good meeting last Friday, I may indeed be working at only one station very soon.  And it aint either of the two I'm currently at.  Thus, until things work out and I am settled, I will let that percolate and just get on to the point.

Monday, August 2, 2010

My Belated Welcome to Seattle (aka: I need more than 24 hours in a day)

Hello, dear reader... or readers, but its probably reader.

I apologize for my lack of updates.  I want to keep this thing going, so I am gonna make this new installment a simple pictorial (no Kilzer, not THAT kind of pictorial) look at my new life in this beautiful city.

So, here goes:
This is my apartment building.
The bottom level is market area.  The first floor is actually three floors off the street level.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

The Journey Concludes (aka: OK, this has gone on long enough)

(Ominous 1930's radio announcer) When last we left our dynamic duo, they were battling the savage beast that is sleeping in a hotel in Idaho.  Can they best their valiant foe?  Will they complete their journey?  And who is Sheldon Devane?

OK, so since I'm writing this recap, clearly we survived.  We did complete our journey.  And, if you've ever enjoyed a delicious shrimp cocktail, you know about shelled and devained. I digress.

Day 2 of our Homer-esque travels was completely different from day 1.  The cat was very sedate.  In fact, Konowalchuk had been transformed.  He was no longer the screaming angry feline ready to flatten tires with his claws and puncture my arteries with his fangs.  No, something was different.  My beloved little man had become... he had become an Over-The-Road trucker.  He was wearing a mesh backed John Deere hat, had a chaw in one side of his lip and a smoke hanging out the other.  He would yell at the four-wheelers to pick it up and was craving his next hit of meth.  He even went searching for his milk jug to pee in and toss at other truckers. 

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Journey Begins (aka: If I had a bumper sticker it would read "Cat is my co-pilot")

For this blog, please become acquainted with this little man... Hairy Konowalchuk Jr. From here on known as Kono
In all great adventures, certain decisions have to be made.  Do you spend the travel allowance on big trucks and professional movers or do you save the dough and do it yourself.  As you all know, I am nothing if not cheap.  I like to call it penny-wise.  I am the guy who has flown first class to Hawaii the past two years for a grand total of $20.  American.

I had to decide.  I had to cross the Rubicon as my old friend George Washington would say.  Luxury or economy.

Before The Journey Begins (aka: I think I took a wrong turn in Albuquerque)

It had been coming for a very long time, really.  As anyone who knows me can attest, I don't like to settle down. After 9 years at KUSA it was beyond time to start a new adventure.

After looking all over the country and even wondering about a life of pineapple farming in the middle of the Pacific Ocean...

 I decided to try something slightly closer to home.

My final day at 9NEWS in Denver was June 19.  I took a few weeks off to enjoy some freedom and make sure my mind was right for a new life.

First stop on the journey:  Hawaii, of course!