Thursday, July 23, 2009

Susan Peters Roast

I scored a free ticket (thank you Carrie!) to the roast of KAKE anchorman Susan Peters Tuesday night. It was a star-studded affair. (As star-studded as you can get, anyway, in Wichita, Kansas.)

The woman of the hour with former KSN anchorwoman Anita Cochran, who was the official greeter and sat at the table next to ours.

Susan chatting it up with Denise, who was on the panel of roasters. I videotaped Denise's remarks, and you can see them at

Susan and KWCH anchor Roger Cornish, who sat at our table. He also was one of the roasters.

The scene at the roast.

Carrie Rengers and Roger.

The obligatory photo of me at the event.

Monday, July 13, 2009

He sings, he plays, he does it all

i'm belatedly posting this video of my stepson Bret Goter performing with his band Blue Eyed Soul at the Bradley Fair Concert Series last month. They were the only local band this year to be invited to perform in the popular outdoor concert series.

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Sunday, July 5, 2009

Weekend in KC

For the first time in many years, Dale and I had a weekend getaway to Kansas City this Fourth of July holiday.

Of course, it was a ball game that got Dale excited about the idea of going. The White Sox were in town to play the Royals.

Our friends Deb and Jim met us in KC and went to the game, too.

Dale and I.

Deb getting all gangsta on us.

Detail shot...

They're a photogenic couple.

Dale with our new camcorder (and his new White Sox shirt and ball cap.)

Dale and Deb.

Fireworks, of course.

My grand-niece Harper. Her mom, Ashley, and Ashley's sister Emily came to the stadium with their four kids hoping to attend the game. But by the time they got there, it was sold out. I met them at one of the gates and played with the kiddos for a while.

We stayed at the Intercontinental Hotel, which was the Ritz the last time I stayed there. Very nice, especially the pool. And just a block from the Plaza.

Deb and Jim went back to Topeka on Saturday, but Dale and I stayed another night and had dinner on the Plaza, at Fogo de Chao. It was delicious, but very meat-heavy. That's their claim to fame.

One of the highlights of the trip was that we stayed in the same hotel as the White Sox. Dale found himself in an elevator with Ozzie Guillon, the manager of the White Sox (and the guy whom we named our first Schnauzer after...). And as we were walking to dinner on Saturday night, we ran into this player, Alexie Ramirez. Dale was in heaven.