Couldn’t help but notice that Tom Brokaw has been booked at the Warner Theatre (they spell it r-e instead of e-r) in Torrington.

“An Evening with Tom Brokaw” is scheduled April 15th, between “Nunsensations” and “Golden Dragon Acrobats.”

I envision Brokaw in denim shirt and jeans, doing a country-folk thing will a small back up band. A little Willie Nelson…a little Mellencamp…a touch of John Hartford if he goes bluegrass.
I imagine he does that “sing-talk” thing, a la Richard Harris on “MacArthur Park,” minus the sweet green icing.
Hey, if Brian Williams can host SNL…

It's either that, or he’s promoting another book.
Yeah, that must be it. You can find out here for sure.

Driving on 84-west, heading to work, and I saw a billboard for Jefferson Radiology.
And all I could think was...Huh? A billboard?

I've seen plenty of billboards for hospitals, especially St. Francis and Hartford. (And I won't be happy until one actually disses the other. Something like, "Come to us, you'll LIVE!")

But Jefferson Radiology?
I mean, the next time my doctor wants me to get an X-ray or a CT scan or an MRI, is this billboard supposed to get me to say, "We're using Jefferson, right?"

By the way, should anyone from Jefferson Radiology actually see this, I have been a happy and satisfied client. You all do great work. Keep it up.

But as I said, just asking...

It was with no small amount of grief and pain that Norwalk police had to say the death of Officer Matthew Morelli was, in all probability, self-inflicted.

Police Chief Harry Rilling did, however, stop short of calling Morelli’s death early last Friday a suicide.

"There are still a few things that need to happen before we can get to that point. Officer Morelli was a highly decorated Marine. He was a decorated member of this department and he is entitled to nothing less. We will ensure that we do everything possible to bring this to some sort of conclusion one way or the other."

Officer Morelli’s death has been a delicate subject to report since Friday afternoon, when Norwalk police first said they hadn’t ruled out anything, “including suicide.”
A statement like that requires both reporters and viewers to read between the lines with a degree of sensitivity, because the police were saying, in essence, the officer may have taken his own life. There was no sustained “intense manhunt for a killer.” There was no “outrage” from fellow officers, just profound sadness.

We received emails from viewers who, to put it mildly, were very unhappy with our reporting that suicide had not been ruled out.

I understand.
No one wants to hear of an officer dying in the line of duty.
Sometimes we hear what we want to hear, and see what we want to see. Sometimes the truth really does hurt.

This was one of those times. For everybody.

I'm sidelined today after a vicious attack by the Easter Bunny. Let's take the "don't ask, don't tell" approach on this one.

"My opening statement is rather simple: You simply saw it, San Diego outplayed us. Our kids did fight back, but we gave up 48 percent. We've given up 38 for the year, and quite frankly for the second consecutive game in tournament play, we didn't play defense.”

That’s why I like Jim Calhoun. No excuses.
He lost his star point guard to a knee injury? “That wasn’t why we lost.”

We all know the story about how this guy who talks-too-fast with a Boston accent took a decent New England program, made it into a national power, and made himself a Hall of Famer.

The guy has given Connecticut two national championships, which is two more than anyone had any reason to even dream about not too long ago. If, in the process, UConn sports has become big business, well, so it has, and so be it.

This two-year-old picture is classic Calhoun with three of the players who should have given him a third national championship.
They didn’t gift Calhoun with a ring, but he gifted Marcus Williams, Josh Boone and Rudy Gay with the hoop smarts and showcase to become NBA millionaires.
He’s created quite a few millionaires.

It’s what he created along with all that that can occasionally be problematic: a fan base that has unreasonable expectations, or in some cases, is just plain spoiled.
Just read some of the internet chatter after the game. Just listen to some of the calls Kevin Nathan and Joe D. get on the radio.

Hey, the guy’s going to be 66 in May. Maybe we’ve seen him coach his last game.
But a loss to San Diego in the first round?

So I read today that NBC30 is for sale! (Just kidding. I knew.)

Patrick McGoohan is 80 today.




I envision Patrick McGoohan sitting in the parlor of his country home in Ireland...perhaps wearing an ascot...a pair of labs by his side...sipping a cocktail...thinking deep thoughts.

I don’t know who I’m going to vote for yet, and if I did, I’d keep it to myself.
OK, there’s my claim of objectivity and impartiality.
Now to Barack Obama’s speech on race.

I’ve been playing that “A week ago I was doing this or that” game with myself because a week ago I was having a good time in the warmth of the Caribbean.