faulker009

Today marks the beginning of my fourth week back at work. I hope they have a cake waiting for me. The job has been my opportunity to get back into the world of TV, creating and producing shows during a seven-week freelance gig. I’ve still got a month left and PLENTY of work to do. I suppose that’s the good news. The bad news is the best way to describe my mood these days is, miserable. I've been hired to produce a series of shows that involve a subject matter I know nothing about. But that’s not the problem. In my 25 years in the TV biz, I worked on many shows that have introduced me to a new world.    I found that challenge to not only be... challenging, but also a great way to expand my mind.  The people who were kind enough to hire me for my current job are getting 100% of me 100% of the time I am there. But this is definitely not what the doctor ordered. I show up to work on time everyday.    And I leave at the same time. Everyday. And once I’m out of the pa...

Eight years ago I wished my dad a Happy Father’s Day. For the last time. Thirteen days later, he died of a massive heart attack. The good news is he suffered for about 15 seconds. The bad news is I have suffered for nearly eight years. And counting. Father’s Day is not the same without your father. I wasn't there that morning When my father passed away I didn't get to tell him All the things I had to say My father made it very clear that I was his earth and his moon. And his only son. My parents got divorced when I was 12 and I was pretty much raised by a single dad. He did the best job he could -- a damn good job -- considering his father died when he was nine. My dad, an only child, spent the next 50 years raising his mom. He graduated from New York University after going to seven years of night school.   That gave him the opportunity to work during the day to bring in money for the two of them. He believed in working hard and wasn't afraid to do it. The result was an ama...