I drove down to Lafayette yesterday to hang out with Shamari Walker, the president of the Delta Sig fraternity and a proud graduate of a high school that no longer exists - Hammond Gavit. Shamari and I have been working for years on the HeyJED app. Punch one button on a phone and send me audio. Thousands of HeyJEDs have come in. We just haven't figured out what to do with it.
Yep. He said it. Carden even came at him a second time. Braun said it again... but something seemed odd. Braun seemed distracted, almost disoriented. He's not a liar... I mean, lawyer... He's not schooled in rhetoric. And he's not a theoretical mathematician steeped in scientific calculus. He's a businessman, which he touts every chance he gets.
I took a nap this evening, which is rare, but then again so is a drive to south Florida and back. It's like having jet lag after a flight from Tokyo, which I've never done. Verlie does it. She's a flight attendant who hosts with me on Tuesday mornings.
The JED and Verlie Show, that's what Tuesdays should be called. Or, at times, The Verlie Show. I enjoy it when she makes me move quickly through phone calls, disagrees with me, tells me what the next topic should be... and brings me coffee. Tuesday is my easy day. I don't have to prepare. As the three or four of you know, I'm a closet preparer... the eighth grader who comes to a test acting as if he hasn't studied at all. Later, you find out from his little brother that he was up half the night at the kitchen table re-reading text.
I run radio stations and a streaming video network in Hammond, Ind., and write this blog.