Geo’s Media Blog under construction

My Dad was not a great Father but he was a much better man than I am.Is America the only country in the world that’s obsessed with racism? I don’t think the folks in China, Japan, Russia, Mexico, or any Arab countries stay up late thinking about it? think ab  I moved to America because in Canada besides high taxes if you didn’t speak French, you were at a disadvantage but in America it was only about how good you were at what you did.However, now it seems that it’s more about your skin color and your gender than your ability. Good luck America!
How did “The projects” become a bad thing, weren’t, they created to help the poor?How many people do you think care if you live or die? Other than with their dealers, do any rock or hip hop stars share their riches?Why are all the judges in movies and TV series black? Couldn’t they find any Hispanics, Asians, or white folk?.How many daughter cards do daughters get to play? If you can’t patent or trademark it, “Fuhgeddaboudit.” America has the richest poor people on earth.You can only be betrayed by those you love.I think that for the amount of taxes Californians and Canadians pay they should get much more. Who wouldn’t want to live in a quaint Village? When a woman finds a potential soul mate, she thinks, “That with a few changes he”ll be perfect.” However, when a man finds his, he prays that she’ll never change. Unfortunately the opposite usually happens.Did any insignificant artists ever die too early? If you live too long, you may wear out your welcome. Damn! How come everything thing gets up dated except the bible? Speaking of the bible, it, like Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, and the tooth fairy, is easier understood when you’re a kid.What kind of a man who pays the rent, ever sleeps on the couch? Unfortunately, the world isn’t as you want it to be but we are looking for someone to change it.I don’t think the truth lies in the left or the right but somewhere inbetween.Most people will accept you being right, but very few will accept you being different. Sometimes it’s those you can’t imagine doing anything who do all the things you can’t imagine.Improvement has unlimited head room.Wow, the incentive the government gave to the car manufacturers to build more electric cars thus reducing our need for foreign oil sure worked well, huh? NOT!Wow, speaking of gas prices looks like Biden finally noticed them. Why doesn’t Ukraine aim a few of its missiles at Moscow?Systems do not create Art. Everything could be done better.Making someone happy is very difficult, making them sad is not.

Geo’s Media Blog (Do You See What I See?) under construction


When I received a note from my old friend Mark Hubbard telling me that Nathaniel and I should plan on visiting Notre Dame, it started me thinking about all the great coaches who have won championships at Notre Dame over the years starting with Knute Rockne.

Another great coaches one is the legendary Lou Holtz who coached Notre Dame for 11 years.
Lou had a special ritual that he did with the freshmen every year immediately following their first practice.

First, he cleared the locker room of everyone but the freshmen, and then he’d climb up on a massage table and say, “Gentlemen, I believe that every football season should begin with a dream and my dream is to win the National Championship.”
“However,” he went on to say, “My dream can’t become a reality until it becomes your dream too.”
“National Champions,” he went on to say, “Can you imagine it, wouldn’t that be something?”
Then Lou told them to close their eyes and instead of leading them in prayer, he said, ” Now I want you to visualize yourself up on a makeshift stage near the edge of the football field where you just won the National Championship.”

“Can you see all confetti swirling down around you as hundreds of flashbulbs go off like strobe lights as they present us with the championship trophy?
That trophy is only given to the best college in the nation which of course also means that you are the best.”

“Ok, now with your eyes still closed” lou went on to as, can you also see the 100,000 people who are still in the stands, cheering for you?
I guarantee that you’ll never forget that moment for the rest of your life.”

“Can you even begin to imagine, the millions of people all around the world who will be watching on TV and the millions more who will hear you being interviewed on the Radio?”
“Hey,” Lou asked, “Have you spotted your folks in the stands yet? How proud do you think they are, huh?” 

“Wait a minute,” he said, “Listen to that, the band is playing our favorite song, “The Irish Fight Song” and it’s never sounded sweeter.
Then Lou’s voice trembled a little when he said, “Do you have any idea what that moment will mean? I do, it’s the moment you become immortal!”

Then after letting that sink in for a moment or two, he then asked, “Do you see what I see?”
Then he told them that it was to open their eyes again so they could focus on him.

Once he had their full attention, he said to them, ok, I’m going to make you a promise. I promise that if you’ll help me to the best of your ability, we can turn the dream into a reality because I have the plan right here right now!
And with that, he raised the Notre Dame playbook high into the air.

(Lou Holtz is pictured on top with me and Mark pictured just below)
GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

When the things you wanna say are too politically incorrect to say out loud, “Sing ’em!”

How the fuck does the media show up at crime scenes almost before the cops?

You’re never too old to dream a new dream.

Marketing and promotion are not the same things but they are responsible for 25% of your ratings.

One of the neater things about being a Dee-Jay is that you get to meet famous people all the time.

Back in the day, the big difference between the CRTC (Canada) and the FCC (USA) was that the FCC realized that you had to make money but the CRTC didn’t care.

A man can be strong about everything except the death of his child.

In uncertain times Gold is always certain.

At what age do you develop shame? 

Why do Whiskey and Wine go down so smoothly and water doesn’t?

Tolerance sanctions incompetence and misuse. Familiarity breeds contempt. 

Very few people are born special, but anyone can become special if they really want to.

Unfortunately, most folks including the children take one side or another during a divorce but the truth is, the fault lies with both.

I think men may be smarter than women. Women think that they can get it done without a man, we already know that we can’t get it done without a woman.

Wow, I guess Will Smith sure disappeared huh, which proves once again that 10 atta boys are always wiped out by one, “Oh shit!”

The more courage you can conger up, the bigger and more exciting your life will become.

Does anybody doubt that it’s not going to go well for the Democrats in the mid-terms? Hey, somebody has to pay for what’s going on and I always love when it’s the politicians.

After a year of working for Jim Hilliard as his National PD, Jim called me into his office and said, “Johns, I love your intensity but sometimes you put me in a tight spot with the sales department. However, I don’t want to back off so I’m installing a 24-hour rule. No matter what, I can’t fire you nor can you quit for 24 hours if either of us blows up.”
All seemed well until a month later when he brought me in and said, “I have to change the rule, I need 48 hours to cool off.”

COMMENTS
Winnipeg Wendy: Geez George, Interesting that you know Willy and Wilma Parasiuk!! Wonderful people! I met Willie when I worked for the Provincial Government and then when Doug and I were working for the NDP here in Winnipeg. We worked for Willy’s campaign eons ago. You must say hi to them for me!! (Ridin’ The Rails Again.)
Geo: I went to high school with Willy and Wilma in Transcona at TCI, Wendy.

Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, and Life, primarily written with men in mind.
For a sneak peek at some upcoming Blogs, or to see some that you may have missed, go to Geo’s Media Blog @ GeorgeJohns.com. On Twitter @GeoOfTheRadio. Sharing and commenting is not only encouraged; it’s appreciated.
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Geo’s Media Blog (“Daddy’s Day”) 6/20/22

After receiving an early couple of new shirts and pants because I’m on a train somewhere in Canada with my brother Reg and won’t be home for Father’s Day, I couldn’t help but think back about my life so far with Camera Anne Johns Summerfield.

One of my favorite moments occurred when Cami was just a baby and it was my turn to pick her up from the Nanny’s.
After carefully strapping her into the back seat and then driving off, suddenly I heard, “Da Da.”

“Oh wow,” I thought, “How cool is that?” But after she said it a couple more times, I thought, “Oh shit, her Mother is going to think that I’ve been coaching her.”
So the next time she said “Da Da,” I started chanting, “Mama, Mama, Mama,” and each time I did, she chanted back, “Da Da, Da Da, Da Da”

Even though I loved the “Da Da” name, it was soon eclipsed by my all-time favorite, “Daddy.”
I think I like the “Daddy” because Cami’s Grandmother once said to me, “George, any man can be a father, but it takes a helluva man to be a “Daddy.”

Unfortunately, all things must pass so “Daddy” soon morphed to “Dad” and then all the way to my least favorite, “Dude.”
I also noticed that somewhere between “Daddy” and “Dad,” little girls turn into women, and even though this has happened to me once before, it still came as a shock.

They go from a precious giggly little creature who hugs you all the time to a little drama and the occasional shoulder hug.
Thankfully, the “Dude” part didn’t last long, and we were soon back to “Dad” and “Daddy” again.

I began to notice that the “Daddy” word seemed to show up the most around Christmas, Easter, and her Birthday though.
And, of course, it was always used when she needed me to pick her up because her Mother grounded her or when she needed me to drive her and her friends to the Mall.

However, before any Mall run, I was always instructed, “Daddy, please don’t embarrass me by talking, just drive us, ok?
Oh, and I’d also hear it again when she needed her hair done,e or her phone wasn’t working.

I now realize that I didn’t need to hear “Daddy” any more than I already did because I couldn’t afford it.
(“Da Da” on top, next down, “Daddy,” then “Dad,” followed by “Dude.”

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

I must be a romantic because I fell in love six times, but I was only excited about marrying one of them.

While watching some old Tom Cruise Mission Impossible movies I began to realize that they were successful because Tom was smart enough to have some great actors like Anthony Hopkins and John Voigt in them with him.

Courage needs to be constantly exercised.

The question may answer more questions than the answer does.

Good enough is the sworn enemy of great.

I think the oil companies are going to keep raising prices until we all promise not to vote for a Democrat in the mid-terms.

Hockey players are the only athletes in the world who pretend that they’re not hurt.

What politician would you trust to babysit your grandbabies?

If 65% of the rich didnt inherit their wealth I rather doubt that they’d be running anything.

I once read that Einstein married his cousin because she had big tits. How wise was that?

Most listeners don’t want their favorite radio station to get any better.

Has anybody thought that maybe we shouldn’t export our oil?

Please tell me that Biden didn’t say on the Jimmy Kimmel show that he won’t execute an executive order putting harsher gun laws into effect because it’s too much like Trump would do?

Speaking of Trump, I think the main difference between him and Biden is that he just said some stupid things but unfortunately, Biden may actually be stupid.

I don’t believe you can teach ambition.

I’m beginning to realize that my daughter Cami is not a “sportswear chick” because when she worked at Express she brought home new clothes at least a couple of times a week. However, now that she’s the Assistant Manager of a sportswear shop, so far, nothing.

When you don’t care who wins because it changes their lives more than ours, it’s pretty easy to figure out what politician or even what party is going to win.

Exceptional people aren’t usually happy. Weird huh?

If you keep your word, most people will keep theirs.

I can’t believe that Biden actually said to Jimmy Kimmel, “I don’t want to issue an executive order about gun control because it would be too Trump-like. Are you shitting me?

I hate the part where when you get older, time passes so quickly. When I was but a lad, I went from a board op in Winnipeg to the station manager of a radio station in Canada’s largest market in four years. At the time it seemed to take forever.

Shouldn’t the new comics on Bill Burr’s Comedy Special open for him, not the other way around?

I believe that Charlie Crist who is running for Governor of Florida could be the poster child for what politicians will do to get elected. First, he was a Republican, then an Independent, and now a Democrat. Wow!

Brent Farris of KZST claims that the reason we were put to bed at nine is because our parents were training us for becoming a grand parent.

Doesn’t “having the home-field advantage” only mean that the refs cut the home team a lot of slack?

I keep hearing that old white rich people are the problem in America but do people really think that rich black men, Hispanics, or rich women young or old, act any differently?

COMMENTS

Terry Kenny: Hey George, what day would you prefer us in Winnipeg to come and visit during your visit? (Excellent Adventure)
Geo: I’d love to see you every night, Terry but I’ll check with my brother who has a lot of band guys from his era coming too. He may have some ideas.

Ron Below: To answer your headline question- War, What The Hell Is It Good For?… Absolutely nothing! (War)
Geo: Uh-huh, uh-huh!

RJC: The proprietors of the Belleza Street Bar and Grill are looking forward to your arrival. We’ll send a car to the Amtrack station to pick you up.
Cakes asks, “Do you want the burgundy sheets or the striped on your bed in the guest room?”
Geo: I’m thinkin’ Burgandy, Bobby, and I can hardly wait to see you both.

Warren Cosford: Great Trip guys. I might still do something like that. Considering some people are living on Cruise Ships, do you think I could live on Trains? (Reg&Geo)
Geo: I don’t know about you, Warren, but I sure could. Ron Chapman had a condo on the ship called The World, which sailed around the world every year. After two years, he said to his wife Nance, “Can you get me off this fucking Merry Go Round?”

Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, and Life, written primarily with men in mind.
For a sneak peek at some upcoming Blogs, or to see some that you may have missed, go to Geo’s Media Blog @ GeorgeJohns.com. On Twitter @GeoOfTheRadio. Sharing and commenting is not only encouraged; it’s appreciated.

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Geo’s Media Blog (The Big Apple) Part 2 under construction

Are You Ready For Some Football?

As I mentioned in The Big Apple, part 1, Gary and I were in New York to watch our hero Bret Farve play a little football.
However, having been out the night before having way too much fun we weren’t at all that ready but we did achieve our goal of being hungover for the game.

After gulping down a little breakfast, with our very expensive stub hub tickets in our hand, we headed out into the chilly November morning to hail a cab.
When we finally flagged one down and asked the cabby to take us to Giants Stadium, (the Jets use the same facility as the Giants) he told us in broken English that he had no idea where that was.  

So with the clock ticking, we jump out of that cab and into another only to hear that he also doesn’t know where it is, but at least he got on his radio and found out.
Wow, who could have guessed that anyone living in New York wouldn’t know where Brett was playing today?

When we get on the freeway there is absolutely no traffic so I’m sure that we must be going the wrong way until after coming over a hill, there it is, Giants Stadium.
Once we arrived, we had to really hustle to find our seats in time for the kick-off.

Our seats were perfect, not only were they in the warm sun but they were on the Jets’ side of the field.
We were surrounded by raucous Jet fans, who as they kicked off the ball never stopped being rowdy. Cool!

Our boy Bret had us a nice 34 -0 lead at the end of the first quarter so of course, we did some leaping high fives with our new best friends.
Bret went on to win 50  to something, so Gary and I were very happy but now, how the hell do we get back to our hotel?

As we leave the stadium we asked one of the people who worked there if he knew where the cab stand was?
He pointed to a place that is about half a mile away so as the sun started to go down along with the temperature, off we trudged.

When we eventually got there, we only found one beat-up old cab, and when we asked the cabby, “How much to downtown Manhatten,” he said, “A hundred and twenty-five plus tolls,” so we passed.
Wow, no wonder these guys were wiped out by Uber.

Looking around we noticed a bunch of folks lining up for buses so we hustled over to ask if there were any busses to Manhattan?
The good news was yes, but the bad news was that the bus stop was on the other side of the stadium which of course was another half-mile walk away.

We rushed over there as fast as we could hopin’ and a prayin’ that we hadn’t missed it.
Not to worry though because as we came around the corner there was still a long line of folks waiting. Whew!

Unfortunately, though, we soon discovered that the line continued not only around the next corner, it went around several other corners.
Two hours later we were finally on the bus headed back to Manhattan but we had no idea where the bus ride would end.

Luckily the bus terminal  was right near Times Square and as we left I noticed a big ol’ statue of Ralph Kramden from the old TV series, “The Honeymooners” and I couldn’t help but yell, “And away we go!”
As Gary and I made our way back to our hotel couldn’t believe how many people were still in the streets, it was shoulder to shoulder and it was Sunday night, what an unbelievable city.

What a wonderful experience. Gary and I both agreed that It all turned out to be much better than we’d expected.
The next morning after saying our goodbyes at JFK and I was winging my way back to West Palm Beach, it suddenly hit me, two radio guys in the Big Apple for three days and we never turned the radio on once. Wow, was it us or New York Radio?
Miss ya, Gar!

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Being smart is not only a skill it’s also a choice.

I can only wonder what Suzette McClure who murdered my good friend Charlie Minor is doing now and where she is?

I’ve been in love six times but was only excited about marrying one of them.

While watching some old Tom Cruise Mission Impossible movies, I realized that they were very successful because Tom was smart enough to have great actors in them like Anothony Hopkins and John Voigt.

Courage needs to be constantly exercised.

The question may be more important than the answer.

Good enough is the enemy of great.

I think the oil companies are going to keep raising prices until we all promise not to vote for a Democrat in the mid-terms.

Hockey players are the only athletes in the world who pretend that they’re not hurt.

What politician would you trust to babysit your grandbabies?

At what age do you develop shame?

Why do Whiskey and wine go down much easier than water?

Tolerance sanctions misuse and incompetence. 

Familiarity breeds contempt.”

If the 65% of the rich didnt inherit their wealth, I rather doubt they’d be running anything.

I once read that Einstein married his cousin because she had big tits. How wise was that?

Most listeners don’t want their favorite radio station to get any better.

Has anybody thought that maybe we shouldn’t export our oil?

Do you REMEMBER what the initials CD, ASAP, DVD, BYOB, FOMO, FYI, LASER, P.S, PIN, RADAR, RIP, SCUBA, SMART, SNAFU, SONAR, SOS, VIN, WD-40, ZIP, CAPTCHA, CD-ROM, JPEG, RAM, URL, AWOL, FLOTUS, NATO, SWAT, AIDS, AT&T, stand for?

I wonder when Biden is going to stop blaming Trump for everything and start fixing things?

Most great men aren’t good men because they’re too busy being great to be good.

COMMENTS

Terry Kenny: Hey George, what day would you prefer us in Winnipeg to come and visit during your visit? (Excellent Adventure)
Geo: I’d love to see you every night we’re in town, Terry but I’ll check with my brother who has a lot of band guys from his era coming too.

Ron Below: To answer your headline question- War, What The Hell Is It Good For?… Absolutely nothing! (War)
Geo: Uh-huh, uh-huh!

Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, and Life which has been written primarily with men in mind.
For a sneak peek at some upcoming Blogs, or to see some that you may have missed, go to Geo’s Media Blog @ GeorgeJohns.com. On Twitter @GeoOfTheRadio. Sharing and commenting is not only encouraged; it’s appreciated.
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Geo’s Media Blog (The Big Apple) Part One under construction.

The other day I was thinking about my good friend who sadly passed away in 2016.
We had some great times together and but two of them stand out. His induction into the Canadian Radio Hall of Fame and our weekend together in the Big Apple.

We were both huge fans of Brett Farve who was playing with the Jets at the time so we picked out a game we thought they could win and booked a hotel
Anyway, after arriving in New York around the same time on Friday evening, and after checking into our hotel which was right on Times Square. Then we had a quick late-night supper at a Deli and it was off to bed.

Come Saturday morning we were up bright and early and off to Central Park for a little run.
It was a brisk cool morning just like you would expect in New York in early November but the iridescent brightness of the different colored leaves on the trees made our run breathtaking in more ways than one.

After showering we met downstairs for some breakfast and then we were off to explore Times Square.
While strolling by all the Broadway theatres we almost did the unmanly thing of buying a couple of tickets for a Broadway musical but the $350 dollars price tag to see “Jersy Boys,” kept our manhood intact.

After lunching at another incredible Deli we headed back to our hotel to clean up for what we hoped would be a fun night.
Little did we know that it would turn into an adventure that we’d never forget.
 Once we were all spiffed up and ready to rock it was time to check in with the hotel’s concierge and get him to recommend some decent restaurants and maybe a fun blues club or two.
He told us that there were a bunch of good places to eat on “restaurant row” which was within walking distance, and a couple of blues clubs that were only a short cab ride away so we were all set.

As we were about to leave he said, “Hey and you guys might want to check out a bar that’s across the street from all the restaurants called, Don’t Tell Your Mama.”
Once we got to “Restaurant row” we checked out all the menus hanging on the windows and finally decided on Italian which turned out to be a superb choice.

As we were leaving the restaurant I noticed that the bar the concierge told us to check out, “Don’t Tell Your Mama” was right across the street so even though it was still early, we decided to pop in for a “quick one.”
Little did I know that we’d end up closing the joint.

When we walked into the place it was dimly lit and surprisingly, full of women.
When we found a couple of stools at the bar we ordered up a couple of house reds and as we looked around we noticed that even though the women didn’t look like they played for the other team, the only guys in the place were a couple of sailors and us.

Wow, not a bad find for a couple of single guys who just flew in for a night on the town. Hey, I’m thinkin’ maybe we should have another glass or two before we head out to a blues club. No sense rushing out into that chilly New York night.

The entertainment was a guy who played piano and sang some Broadway tunes along with some Elton John and Billy Joel.
As we sat there listening to the music while checking out the excellent view the patrons were providing all of a sudden a server reached over me and grabbed a microphone and started singing harmony.

After several other servers did the same, we finally figured out that all the hired help were really Broadway talent in between gigs.
There were microphones everywhere so they all sang background parts as they walked around serving food and drinks.

“Hey Gary,” I said. maybe we should hang in here for a while, this is getting good.
Then it started getting even better after I returned from the restroom and discovered a woman sitting on my stool chatting Gary up.

What a great night and what a great place, just me, Gary, a couple of Sailors, and a ton of women buying us drinks.
Hell, even the sailors sang a couple of tunes as all the ladies yelled, “Take it off, take it off.”

Oh what a night was the tune pounding in my head as we were invited to join some ladies at their table.
I don’t remember much after that but when I woke up late the next morning with my head pounding and asked Gary what the hell happened he said, “Well we were having a wonderful time until the ladies started buying us Tequila Shots and had their hands all over us.”

Then, Gary said, after the ladies invited us back to their place and I asked you what you wanted to do, you stood up and said, “I think I wanna leave!”
And leave we did and as we wobbled our way back to the hotel, Gary told me that it was 3:00 am.

I’m not sure that leaving was a good decision, but deep down I know it was a wise one.

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

It takes a hell of a woman to distract a man from his destiny and I think I may be ready to be distracted.

Speaking of strong women, Cami’s Grandma once said to me, “Any man can be a father but it takes a hell of a man to be a Daddy.”

Success is not measured by how much drama it took to get there.

It’s not your parents, your teacher, or your mentor, it’s you.

Is Johnny Depp really the first man ever to win an argument with a woman?

According to Hollywood, soon, all the presidents will be females, and all the armed forces commanders plus the judges will be black. Good fucking luck.

Regrets, yeh I have a few; I wish I hadn’t divorced my wife, had a better relationship with my son Curt and hadn’t gone 10 years without talking to my brother. Other than that, I’m rockin’ man!

Everybody looks at their situation from their side of the table but it’s those who see both sides who own the table.

COMMENTS

Eugene Ferraro: George, ball of confusion, Phil isn’t a family member of Bill and his brothers…I don’t want to cause any discord between Bill and yourself.
Geo: Not a problem, Eugene.

Barry O’Brien:2 white women and 28 white guys. Boy, have times changed! (Fairbanks Management Conferences)
Geo: They sure have, Barry along with ratings and billing.

Cat Simon: Your Blessed George. Enjoy! (Reg&Geo’s Most excellent Adventure)
Geo: True Dat Cat!

Jim Hilliard: “Time is not for sale.”
Please explain your reasoning Uncle Geo’? Energy, Matter, and Time are all that are for sale. Eggs-sell-ant as usual! (War)
Unc Geo: You can’t buy any extra time from Father Time, Little Jim. Tick Tock, Tick Tok.
Jim Hilliard Jr.: Ahhhh, now grasshopper understands…
Unc Geo: Knew ya would! 🙂

George Ferko: Your post is loaded with factual errors. Big ones too (War)
Geo: Probably a lot of my blogs are like that George because it’s the way I see things, kinda like how all the TV newscasters do it.

Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, and Life which has been written primarily with men in mind.
For a sneak peek at some upcoming Blogs, or to see some that you may have missed, go to Geo’s Media Blog @ GeorgeJohns.com. On Twitter @GeoOfTheRadio. Sharing and commenting is not only encouraged; it’s appreciated.
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