Monday, December 20, 2010

And that was Vegas...

Las Vegas strip

Like a hazy fever dream, there are things that make no sense when we think back to them. Photos and foggy memories from endless buffets and Vanna White haunt us.

Maybe that is just the residual effect from the city. Maybe there is actually a rift in the space time continuum that causes this sideways alteration of the human mind...

Or maybe there was just the right amount of alcohol and excessive celebration to facilitate a successful weekend with my Official Librarian.

I suppose I should let Carl Ferris and the Freedom Dancers explain my weekend in Vegas.

More photos and video coming tomorrow...

Friday, December 10, 2010

Fever dreaming

There is no way to explain what the hell is going on in my mind as it slowly cooks itself in my skull. Flashes of images and voices is like some kind of terrible drug flashback that grounds me only when it's over and I have to question: "Did that dog really just talk to me?"

The random firings of my brain are a strange place to dwell, so enjoy:

Fever dream The First: My family and I decide to go to a basketball game, but for some reason we are wearing all of our Redbird gear. Fan recognize it and begin jeering and booing.

Fever Dream The Second: I am standing in front of several of my old college professors, editors and girlfriends. They are going over paperwork and reviewing how my life has turned out this far. They realize I am now working for another college and that displeases them. After some questions about career decisions and personal trivia they decide to revoke my college experience and tell me I am not allowed to claim I went to school there.

Fever Dream The Second and a 1/2: I run out of the Journalism building and I am standing in the middle of a street. A black sedan with tinted windows pulls up next to me and the drive tells me to get in. I slide into the back seat and Max is sitting there... and then he begins to speak. But not some wailing bark... no, he speaks with the voice of Cameron Diaz.

We talk for a while. It was nice. Then he says he has to go and tells me to get out.

Fever Dream The Third: My boss decides she wants me to take photos at a new sporting event in Boston. We go there and I run into all the other PR people from my college. Because of the trip, I am perpetually one minute behind everyone so I miss the press conferences and the start of the game and crowd sing along.

Fever Dream The Third and a 1/2: The game starts with a Donkey kicking off what looks like a football. But everyone starts booing because the elk on the receiving team fumbled the ball and the donkey recovered it in his mouth.

Fever Dream The Fourth: I am back at my Mom's house playing the piano, which has been moved upstairs from the basement. As I am playing, my brother and his girlfriend are arguing on the couch behind me about something. FInally he stands up and says he wants to break up with her. They seem to struggle, but eventually he pushes her down and she sinks into the couch eventually disappearing into the cushions and even further below.

I head upstairs to my room when I discover someone has smeared the everything in the room with their own shit. Every wall, corner of the floor and piece of furniture is covered. Geoff walks in and starts screaming.

His scream wakes me up around 4:15 a.m.

Rather than go back to sleep , I decide to check e-mail and find out how early the Urgent Care doctor is open.

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

YouTubin' it

Super lazy post today. Since writing for work non-stop has absorbed most of my creative brain power, you get a piece I did for work... because, honestly, do any of us really care?

Not even the freezing temperatures could keep Sean Beaver, president of the KC Kite Club from flying his kites over the open lawn at MCC-Longview this past weekend.

A part of the KC Kite Club's winter business meeting, some of the members decided to brave the 32-degree winds and fly a few kites. Among the kite club members, there were about a dozen kite (some small, some as large as a basketball court) flying above Longview.

The KC Kite Club provides some of the most amazing mega kites that fill the sky during the MCC-Longview Flights of Fancy kite festival.

Don't miss the Flights of Fancy kite festival on April 16, 2011

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Advent Calendars of awesome

Angry Bird advent calendar vs. Lego City advent calendar; GO!

Really, with gifts like these, you can go ahead and just cancel X-mas.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Angry Bird Day!

Because nothing says cool like meeting up with strangers to talk about video games and drink.

That is why I am pleased to announce Kansas City's participation in ANGRY BIRD DAY on Dec. 11.

You can use your Facebook account to log in and RSVP. So far the plans are pretty much to just meet up and ... well, drink and talk Angry Bird.

I am open to suggestions and if anyone of you bastards want to move this location, let me know.

Maybe we can spend that afternoon talking over a bit of a strategy... for, you know, knocking over bricks and destroying pigs.


I have never watched an episode of James Fallon - ever. This, however, was what I needed this week... Some Neil Young (sort of) and The Boss (weird...) letting it lose for the kids over on NBC.

"Don't let the haters keep me off my grind."

And so we move on to our next adventure...

Monday, November 22, 2010


max in the sun

The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things...The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

- The Doctor

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Headed to Arkansas

Headed to Little Rock, Arkansas, for some good old fashion Baskets Ball by Illinois State.

Wanted to post this photo of something I ran across on the Illinois State Team Shop... you know, if anyone is doing early X-mas shopping for me... Just, you know, throwing that out there.

Friday, November 19, 2010

The silent game

I have a pretty good track record of being the least quoted PR person ever. It's not that I am hiding from reporters in a cocoon of silence under my desk. No, that is just for mid-afternoon naps.

Really, I just prefer to connect reporters with a faculty person, student or administrator. Not to sound trite (too late) but that just makes for better stories. It always did for me, anyway...

So I was a little surprised when a reporter called me Friday afternoon INSISTING to talk to me.

"Let me get you connected with the dean or president to answer these questions..." I said.

"No, I would prefer an answer from you today..." he said.

Ok, I'll bite.

"Well, why was [policy X] not a part of the campus PRPs earlier..."

"There was no need for it before [situation Y]" I said... and then silence.

There was tactic they taught us back in the old newspaper 101 days where the reporter was supposed to ask a question and then remain silent for long periods of time. The hope was the person being interviewed would get so uncomfortable by the silence over the phone that they would being spouting out confessions and quotes and secrets that implicated them in the kidnapping of the Lindbergh baby... or some other terrible travesty against humanity.

Don't get me wrong, the silent treatment works. I've used it many times (even in person) and found sources will give up just about anything if I stay silent long enough...

The reporter fired off his second question - a yes or no question. And then we sat in silence. That's when I saw what was going to happen.

My cell phone was sitting next to me on the desk so I pushed on the clock app and started timing the silence.

How long would this go on? How long could I keep the phone at my ear before one of us... either of us... said ANYTHING.

It was brutal. Was he thinking? I checked what song I was missing on Pandora since I did not have the foresight to push pause quick enough.

Was he organizing his thoughts?

Was he going to hit me with something big? Did he have some compromising photos of me he was trying to arrange before describing them over the phone?

My gawd what is happening?!! Just ask something!

2 minutes, 47 seconds and 14 tenths of pure unadulterated silence later I blinked.

"Well, guess I better hit the old dusty trails..."

Almost three minutes... and then I caved.

Maybe next time.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


It's cold, rainy and miserable...

But it is also Wednesday, which means Tater and The Gravy Train at Harry's...and Redbirds on the TV

Tater and The Gravy Train from Mike Ekey on Vimeo.

You're Welcome, internet.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ekey 2: Pig in the City

Geoff with model  

Much like myself, the second installment in the Ekey Sibling Epic Novel enjoys an educational challenge.

Back around 2002 I started my degree in journalism. Keeping with the theme of exploring booming industries, I also minored in saddle making and typewriter maintenance.

Keeping that same spirit alive, Brother The Deux decided to spend five years getting a degree in architecture dreaming to one day lead an elderly tour group around KC accurately naming all of the building undulations and columns.

This week, though, Ekey 2.0 was picked out of several hundred architecture students to help design and build a green roof structure on top of one of the buildings there at K-State. The goal, it sounds like, is to create a garden-like undulation on top of one of the buildings to help reduce water runoff and other environmental things.

In all honesty, though, since it is a bunch of college kids building this rooftop garden, I assume it is just a ruse to build a big pot farm right in the middle of campus... or worse, some kind of hippie all-natural tomato planter... blech...

It's tough being the middle child... it's going to be even tougher now that he is a hippie...

Monday, November 15, 2010


It has been a tough Monday.

We started with some light press materials, a fun e-mail exchange and even a negotiation for sponsorships for the Kite Festival in the spring...

But right now I am having the freaking hardest time putting nouns and verbs in an order that is pleasing to me about a student who would take a bullet for the scholarship foundation that sent him to school here.

Good kid. Great story, but the damned words will not get in line. So, instead, I check Redbird Fourm... then Google Reader... then The Walking Dead forums... then ESPN U... then back to the story...

I wrote down a quote and then re-typed it. Still, nothing good.

Back to the forums... back to ESPN U...

Still nothing.

Christ - what I need now is a shot of wordy fiber to the old system...

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Rocking the Nelson

The Nelson

A day at the Nelson.

Leaves on the stairs

Huzzah Fall! the Gallery was great, but I am a bit more enthralled with the fall colors outside.

Sarah picks a cup

One cool exhibit was the Forever Cups in the Bloch Building. The artist created 1,300 cups that she is giving away to random people with one stipulation: that you keep the cup FOREVER... FOR-EV-ER!

You have to fill out a deed, make a promise, slaughter a goat in a ceremony and then pinky swear over a stack of various religious texts.

The cups

Check out the rest of the photos from the day.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Tuesday, November 09, 2010

Movie time from MCC

A couple of weeks ago I finally upgraded and got myself a new computer. (Yay toys!)

In all honesty, it actually was just an excuse to dramatically increased the amount of time I spend playing ESPNU's version of FarmVille.

Along with the new hardware, I also picked up my first copy of Final Cut Express.

This is the first time I have used the video editing program and its been an interesting ride trying to teach myself how to use it properly. My videos still come out a bit grainy, but I am not sure if that is how I'm editing them or something I am doing when I export them...mystery mystery

This means one day I will have to finally put together all the endless hours of video I shot following my dog around... and not to mention the hours of video I took at Roller Derby Games. If you are lucky, you might even get to see the the first ever END OF THE YEAR MONTAGE!

The new toys have also inspired me to try to get a few more PR projects finished to dump here in this litter box. So far, I have gone through these two fairly simple ones.

Monday, November 08, 2010

For all my friends at The Paragraph Factory

"Linotype: The Film" Teaser from Linotype: The Film on Vimeo.

I used to have an old typewriter that I salvaged from the dumpster and fixed up.

It was a fantastic Smith-Corona from the late 60s that was being held together with new string and duct tape.

I think I still have just about every page that I typed out. Most of the time it was for fun and was never used for any serious business

No, serious business was reserved for the glowing computer at my desk. My resident deep thought-ologist and I were talking about how we used love the old Apple computers that still had the hard, plastic keyboards that clicked with each finger stroke.

Each of remember sitting in our old newsrooms seeking the loudest, clicky-ist computer keyboard and then would declare it ours.

Ah, nostalgia and technology.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

The neurotic dog sleeps

Max naps

The dog came by for a visit last weekend and was in top neurotic form. He sniffed everything and paced from room to room for hours looking for something - probably a way out.

He zigged and zagged slowly in the yard sniffing every new leaf that fell from the trees while he was there attempting to find the ultimate spot to finally poop.

This was one of the rare moments in his 48 hours at my house that he actually settled down and slept.

Friday, November 05, 2010

Got to get my hit of Birds for the afternoon...

The first step in recovering from addiction is admitting you have a problem.

It knew it was becoming a problem when every so often I would sneak into the bathroom just so I can play some Birds - just for a few minutes.

It gets me through the afternoon, man. Just a little bit here and there... get off my back!

Tuesday, November 02, 2010


Kathy Disney photo exhibit 11-2010

Trying - oh so desperately - to get back into taking photos and posting them here in this dump.

Monday, November 01, 2010


"There is no better economic elevator than an education."
Hossein Bahmaie
MCC-Longview economics instructor

Political endorsements are stupid. They are stupid for newspapers to do and they are stupid for blogs to probably do to.

So, instead of an endorsement I am going to implore you to just vote.

Vote smart.

Vote for the person who you think will bolster education initiatives in your community and state.

Vote for the person who sees the department of education at the state and national level as a vital part of what government can do right sometimes.

Vote for the person who will stop cutting away at higher education funding.

Vote for someone who isn't going to use their office as a pulpit to fire professors, discredit instructors or eliminate entire departments because they perceive them to be controversial.

Vote for the person that will fight to ensure that grants, scholarships and loans will still send millions of kids to college across the country.

Vote for someone who supports smart sex education that is based on mentoring and leadership not religious writing that make you fear your body.

Vote for the person who who is not afraid of science, but embraces its nuances and challenges.

Vote for the person that will realize free and reduced lunches are a big part of a successful education policy AND that those programs should not stop after a student's senior year.

Vote for someone who sees education as a pathway to citizenship.

Other than that, I really don't care who the hell you vote for.


Thursday, October 21, 2010

Ye old (jr.) Varsity.

Congratulations, Michael!

You have been accepted to Metropolitan Community College-Kansas City (Blue River, Business and Technology, Longview, Maple Woods and Penn Valley).

Huzzah! Today I got my automated form e-mail announcing that I had been accepted to the arts program at MCC. That's right, graphic arts, web development, design classes...

Break out the sweat pants and limber up for beer pong, we are going back to college! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S...

Wait...what do you mean this is for professional development at work? Well, at least we will have co-eds, questionable drugs, terrible life decisions and limited adult supervision?

No? Not at all?! Oh good lord, I need to consult my attorney before I go do anything else.

Let's just hope I am more like Joel McHale and not Chevy Chase when I head back into the classroom.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Awesome at 88 mph

If you were unawares, this is the 25th Anniversary for the GREATEST. MOVIE. EVER... Back To the Future.

As such, there is a lot of fanfare and celebration around the trilogy and its promises of hoverboards and flying cars by the year 2015.

(Come on Doc, you got 5 years to wow me)

In the meantime enjoy this awesome photo shoot with M.J. Fox and Lea Thompson for Entertainment Weekly with my favorite character in the whole trilogy - The Delorean.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Performance rider for The Wednesday Weekly

TO: Chairman of meeting requesting Mike Ekey's attendance
FROM: The department of legal (and extramarital) affairs
RE: Your meeting

Dear ___________,

We are thrilled that you, hereto referred to as THE CHAIRMAN, has requested Mike Ekey, hereto referred to as THE ARTIST, to attend your meeting to discuss matters related to: Marketing, public relations, bartending,  and/or the breeding of small goats.

As per the Outlook Calendar notification, THE ARTIST will arrive at your meeting on time and will be present for the duration only if the room get adequate cellular or Wi-Fi service compatible with THE ARTISTS current phone/device. If this is not possible, then expect THE ARTIST to leave periodically to check his Words With Friends account and random text messages.

Also, to accommodate THE ARTIST, our team has made several non-negotiable, requests before we can proceed:

I) Craft Table:
     A) Morning meeting - If the meeting is to begin before NOON then THE CHAIRMAN will provide a breakfast spread consisting of doughnuts, bagels and/or fresh fruit. Three varieties of bagel smear will also be available. Beverages will consist of fresh fruit juice (absolutely no juices from concentrate), Coca Cola products and water. No Coffee.

              1) If the meeting is to take place before 9 A.M., then THE CHAIRMAN must provide a hot breakfast spread of ham and egg sandwiches on wheat bread or croissant. Heinz Ketchup must also be available along with fresh fruit and an assortment of juices (see above). Whether you serve bacon or sausage is entirely up to you, but one must be present.

              2) Coffee - Although THE ARTIST does not drink coffee, there must be some readily available so the artist can instead request hot water for his Green Tea, which will be provided by you. Do not prepare the hot water ahead of time as this request is made at the meeting only to delay THE CHAIRMAN and the meeting itself.

     B) Afternoon meeting - If the meeting is to take place after NOON then THE CHAIRMAN will provide at least three types of savory snacks including, but not limited too: Cashews, almonds, potato chips (kettle cooked only), pub mix (Costco only), Chex Mix, trail mix, etc.

          1) Beverages - A variety of Coca Cola products must be available along with various waters from differing regions.

II) Meeting length:
     A) While it is possible for the meeting to last more than an hour it is highly discouraged. If it must last more than an hour the following items must be present for the entertainment of THE ARTIST:
          1) Lego bricks - At least two sets of Lego bricks must ready to be given once THE ARTIST looses interest in your presentation. Once opened, the Lego sets will become the property of THE ARTIST.
          2) Board Games - A variety of board games including, but not limited to: Scrabble, Risk, Stratego, etc. must be present as well. Once opened the games also become property of THE ARTIST.

III) Other items that will be on hand and given to THE ARTIST
1. All relevant points from the presentation will be printed and bound before meal service at the meeting.
2. All notes that need to be taken during the meeting should be pre-written
3. Any e-mails referenced in the meeting will be printed and bound in chronological order
4. Meeting notes from all previous meetings that might be referenced or talk about in this meeting
5. A package of fresh white socks and t-shirts
6. A liter of Old Crow Bourbon

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Monday, September 20, 2010

Getting the band back together

For a brief 48 hours one of my old co-workers from the Old Paragraph Factory blew through KC in an extended layover as he returned home to Beijing from a business trip in Boston.

He was only here for two nights, but it was long enough for us to break out the liquor and the loud talk for a celebration until five in the morning with a group of folks that I used to share a newsroom with at the The Star.

Some have remained great friends while I have lost touch with others (but have now vowed to remain internet "best-ies", right J-Bar?), so it was great to get the chance to just catch up to see where they have gone in the world and what they are doing.

But the night was also a stark reminder that the factory does not run on friendship. No, it runs on money. And its lord overseers seem to think it is not printing enough of it.

A blog post does not do justice to the level of respect I hold for these folks and the work we used to do on the old verb-noun line at the Paragraph Factory.

Friday, September 10, 2010

"What is your night worth without a story to tell?"

I love this clip because Shane is able to talk about faith, God, hope and goodness without having to burn a book or shout down anyone in the crowd. Do I necessarily believe in all those things? Not at all. But it is always encouraging to see others who do - and do so passionately.

A good friend of mine once told me: "Keep fighting the good fight against your enemies - both real and imagined. Sometimes the imagined ones are worse."

Onward into the somber and terrifying weekend.

Thursday, September 09, 2010

The official weigh in.

287 lbs.

But at 6-foot-6, my mom says I carry it well.

I guess I could either start losing weight again or just shoot for the moon and go for 300+.

Monday, September 06, 2010

The moveable feast that was Labor Day weekend

Irishfest KC

 From Santa-Cali-Gon to Irishfest to cocktails at the Temple with friends in from Columbia; we did not waste a second of our holiday weekend.

Ekey's kilt
This was a great weekend to break out the new kilt... warm and breezy... Although, I need to learn more about my Tartan choice. The woman at the St. Peter's beer booth looked at my kilt and instantly assumed I was a supporter of St. Teresa's...

I was far too interested in my tall beer she was holding to start any kind of Q & A. So I agreed and she jeered me as I walked away.

Then, a real live Irish woman asked me who my Tartan was representing... I suppose saying "No one, I just wanted an excuse to not wear pants in public..." would have been a bit crass. Instead I continued the lie and said it was St. Teresa's

Dear, St. Teresa's... I'm sorry. I am pretty confident you are an all-girls school and this is not even close to representing your school or institution or saint of choice. 

But we digress. 

From the booze soaked streets of Crown Center and Irishfest, we then moved to the Craft booths and cross stations of Santa-Cali-Gon.

Santa-Cali-Gon Cross booth


For 26 years I have taken this annual mullet hunting expedition in IndepMo, and usually it never disappoints.  However the number of mullets was dramatically lower than previous years... I blame the economy...

For more photos from the wild weekend. Click on through to the other side.

Friday, August 27, 2010


My computer today is begging to be tossed out the window of my office. The fan on the motherboard has started to rattle and grind on what I can only assume is the tender thorax of a misguided bug trapped forever in the this hellish merry-go-round of an exhaust fan...

But it is not like it is a constant grinding noise echoing though my hollow office. No, that would be too easy to tune out. This comes and goes as the fan kicks from high to low trying to keep the computer cool. This means I am constantly reminded of how noisy it is as my office sits silent for about 30 seconds... and then it continues to chew on what sounds like a 47 cents in change.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

We packed the important things.

The boxes are unpacked. The booze has been arranged for ease of drinking and the bookshelves have been built according to the Swedish directions... sort of... eh, screw it - close enough.

Part of my desire to get a house was to show it was time to grow up and become an adult. A house with a proper yard and a garage means Grown Up, right?

Well, I think my choices and in art...

Ghostbuster Wall Art

 and Ice trays...

Lego Ice

beg to differ on that level of adulthood...

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Two nerds in a pod

As with any new hire to an organization there is always the inevitable learning curve that takes place.

For our new Deep Thoughtologist at the Temple of Gonzo-Waldo, this means recapping 5 seasons of Doctor Who in single a week.

We have to get the man up to speed, of course, before I can proudly display my cardboard TARDIS next to the Ghostbuster art...

What the hell do you mean 20-somethings have a difficult time "growing up". Screw you New York Times!

Friday, August 20, 2010

I will... (stop being such a creative downer)

Well crap... not even 24 hours after I talk about my big push into video projects in the office here, my partner at the Blue River Campus goes and freaking knocks one out of the park with his video assignment...

It is everything I keep telling people we need to be creating... it's simple... it's emotional... it's easy to connect with whether you went to college or not.

My therapist says I show anger and frustration quicker than I show happiness. So, I don't want my jealousy for his project to show through (too much). I blame the creative drought on the move to a new house and the fact that I don't yet have cable (where I steal most of my ideas...).

But kudos to Blue River's people for getting this together and creating a neat introduction to the school year here from our students.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Look at me! I'm a real live TV reporter, ma!

The voice over was done in my truck... The script was scrawled on the back of a recipt from a bar... and the camera work is shakey...

But hey! I got to tour the inside of the Kauffman Center for the performing art - so suck it.

I'm trying to convince the top brass at work that video projects can be "professioanl" (ie - look like a news segment) as well as be fun and easy to produce... eh, two out of three ain't bad.

Well, until work buys me a professioanl camera with sound equiment and editing bay... you get my very best produced on a FlipCam and the best editing my lunch break will allow...

Also, if you have not gotten a chance to check out the work blog, consider this my shameless plug:

It has been an interesting process getting some of our old skool PR folks to embrace the Blog style of the online conversation. Slowly but surely we are getting there. We are getting some great feedback from our own faculty as we are slowly publicizing it before school starts next week.

Take a look and tell me what you think.

Plus, now we can also show LOTS videos, which as you can tell from above, is what I am strongest at... : /

Monday, August 16, 2010

South Side Relocation

The New home

TO: The Gonzo Nation
FROM: Director of External Affairs and Booze Acquisition
INRE: New offices and homecomings.

The Old Crow does not last long when left unattended in the newest House of the Rising Sun. Yes, my eclectic electorate, we are gathered here today to commemorate the opening of the newest office in the Temple of Gonzo's widening network of washouts.

Break out the bunting and the 3-foot-long scissors as we christen the new Waldo Neighborhood HQ.At dawn I will be smashing a bottle of the finest Andre's Champagne against the side of this behemoth house in preparation to send her to sea to fight off the hoards of enemies - both real and imagined. Sometimes the imagined ones are worse.

From our new Waldo HQ we can stretch our legs and demanded the waitress bring us another round.

waldo2Along with the physical relocation, the ToG HQ is also welcoming back our Chief Deep Thoughtologist and Curator of Gin Libations to the ranks. It's been a while since we have gotten the chance to do some serious 3 a.m. drinking with accelerated mind exercises, but that is a story we will leave to our legal offices to tell.

Today, though, is for greeting the new neighborhood and making a good first impression - presumably by firing a cannon packed with figs and cookies declaring our arrival...

 Today is for eating fatted meats on the grill and taking an evening constitution around the palatial gardens and grounds, which we plan on keeping trimmed and pristine through a series of controlled burns...

Today is about celebrating new beginnings with enough wine and soaring moon beams that even Hedonismbot would be proud.

If the heat has not yet melted your pickled brains yet, then scrape yourself off the pavement and come take a tour of our Living Room, which features windows.

Sensing the excitement from across the globe, our Correspondent from the Far East will be making his way home to the Temple of Gonzo HQ on Sept. 17 - where I am sure he will give the place a white glove inspection and then soil our fine carpets with his Corona... the bastard...

The details of that Homecoming and your invitation will arrive via and armed courier swinging wildly from tree to tree on a zipline..

- 30 -

p.s. Send more fruit.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

C learns how to fly...

... and how to recover from a wicked belly flop.

Just wait for it...

You should see what we do to the cousins we don't like. After this we tried the same thing - but in the front yard. It is not a family party unless someone gets sent to the hospital.

Although I was told not to post this video - her mother feared Child Services would show up Monday morning - I can't imagine she is too worried...

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

These are the decisions that define a generation

Seeing as most of my liquid assets are secured in booze and  Lego sets, it is always tough when a new gratuitous item hits the market that makes me wish I had stuck to my original life-goal in college - which was to become an international bank robber.

Today  Apple has found a new way to drain me of my money and dignity...

The New iMac (cue angels and string symphony in the distance).

Now, before PC people start mouth-breathing their reasons why Steve Jobs is merely robbing a nation of its cash, I feel it necessary to point out that .... well, LOOK HOW PRETTY IT IS!

OMG!!!! I must have one!

There is that and the fact that my current laptop that I bought in college is now limping along on its last leg. The thing has endured close to five years of brutal use and insane working conditions (I knew downloading movies while skydiving was a poor decision).

Who knows... payday is Friday...maybe I can just sign over my check to Jobs himself.


Monday, July 26, 2010

Movie Monday: Landing

Landing the airplane from Mike Ekey on Vimeo.

As we were swimming on Sunday the skies over my grandpa's house were suddenly buzzing with two fighter jets that seemed to be circling over East Independence.

After about 10 minutes of circling, they dove low and shot West right over his house rattling windows... it took us a while to figure out whether we had officially gone to war with Kansas or if this was another drill...

Turns out we were just trying to intimidate those the second string limy bastards at Arrowhead as they got ready to play the futbols.

The video is from our trip to Chicago earlier this month. If you look closely you can see Kansas City on the horizon as we land at KCI

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

When did I become so damned fragile?

mike in pain

Once again I found myself on the stupid side of a decision that seemed pretty awesome at the time.

It's only been two months since the Wicked Windmill Dunk of 2010 put me in the hospital.

Now, while attempting to roller skate with my Roller Derby/NPR celebrity friend, I took a nasty fall that dislocated both shoulders, elbos and bruised my knees something fierce.

My first thought: "Shit, I have broken both my arms."

My second thought: "When did I become the Samuel L. Jackson character from Unbreakable?"

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The helicopter dance

The helicopter dance


I present to you The Helicopter Dance.

I dislocate my elbows and swing them wildly in a circular motion mimicking that of a Boeing CH-47 Chinook Helicopter. If you are lucky - and willing to buy the drinks - I just might break out this feat of dancing authority.

Stand back! You might be sucked into the space vortex created by my lumbering arms swinging with such speed and unbridled passion. The photographer who managed to take this photo got too close and found himself on the wrong side of a black hole just beyond the Horsehead Nebula.

Be sure to bring extra towels, too, as I sweat profusely...and the dance floor will be covered in the tears of fellow dancers falling in rapturous joy.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

FINALY! Photos from Chicago... and other assorted news

skyline from the plane

HOLY BABY JESUS IN A BASKET! It has been a wild couple of weeks... there was Chicago, vacation, interviews, fireworks, meetings, new projects, networking, Mad Men, road trips, Tom Petty and The New Job...

OK, well not really a New, new job... it's the same thing I have been doing for seven months as a project manager. Only now it's full time and they have even signed on to cover my medical expenses — which is kind of a big deal as I have also picked up Knife and Venomous Snake Juggling.

On top of it all, they are going to pay me to go back to school... just be prepared in a few years to say "Good morning Dr. Ekey...Yes, we have plenty of Old Crow in stock."

But that is boring and really...who needs to hear about my new life goal of being a Doctor of Knife and Venomous Snake Juggling.

Instead, you will get MORE PHOTOS OF CHICAGO!!!! HUZZAH! Rejoice and enjoy the scenery.

America stands for rollercoasters

Nothing says Amerrrrica like roller coasters.

Rob Thomas

Nothing says Amerrrica like ... Robert Thomas?

I would also have photos of Tom Petty, but the camera crapped out and I was only left with what my phone could take... meh.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

New toys

Flip Cam underwater from Mike Ekey on Vimeo.


I am no paid spokesman for Flip, but I have been enjoying the hell out of my camera since December. It was easy to shoot video when the weather was dry and cold. At first, I mostly annoyed the dog with it and so I never worried too much about damaging it.

But when summer rolled on in, I got too nervous to actually take it to the pool our out into the rain... until I got my water-proof case.

The thing was only $25, too.

The sound quality is terrible since the whole camera is covered in a thick plastic and rubber shell, but the video quality is great — both above and below the water.

It's no James Cameron or Michael Bay action, but it's still pretty awesome by my standards — which I suppose are pretty low anyway... just get ready for a lot of Jaws-inspired videos throughout the rest of the summer.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Michael Buble @ The Sprint Center

Michael Buble @ Sprint Center 6-26

The Buble sang on Saturday... the ladies swooned, of course...

Say what you will about the man, but he is a damn good entertainer. It's like watching old Dean Martin or Frank Sinatra flicks as they sing standards mixed in with jokes and a whole lot of brass.

Michael Buble @ Sprint Center 6-26

The librarian loved it.

The show was a good time and although I won't go out and start buying up Buble CDs - or what ever it is kids listen to in their boomboxes these days - it does give me a chance to once again enjoy this awesome clip:

Many more Buble photos here.

Movie Monday

Phew... With the US out of the tournament, the World Cup has once been relegated to another obscure boring foreign sport (like cricket, rugby and golf).

However, I am glad to see the Vuvuzela craze has gone from low-brow noise to high class art as demonstrated by those wacky Germans. Who says Deutschelandians don't have a sense of humor...?

Oh, the rest of the world says that?


Monday, June 21, 2010

Movie Monday

You think KC has race issues? Just imagine the shade of intolerance being drawn in this box...

From Nathan Gibbs.

Friday, June 18, 2010

The weather

The Clouds

Never start with a weather lede...ah, screw it!

The weather has been horendous these past few days - what with the rain and flooding and shifting of earth beneath us... Still, it made for good photos as we sat during the two-hour rain delay at Kauffman Stadium Wednesday night as it poured some more.

What is wild about the top photo is how most all of the clouds were white (my color balancing in Photoshop is a bit weak) and then there was this one cloud in the middle that was a distinct egg-yolk yellow.

I do prefer my weather patterns sunny side up, actually...

Once the rain started to clean the stadium was front and center for a cool double rainbow just across I-70...

Double Rainbow

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Laughing at your pain

laughing dog

The bill for my Wicked Windmill Dunk came in the mail today. Laughing Dog heard me mutter the price tag from the ER under my breath as I read it like a MasterCard commercial. He might be a dog, but he still got the gist of it.

He can be a real ass sometimes.

Perscription pain killers: $50
Ice pads and massage chair: $150
Wicked Widmill Dunk over my brother: Priceless...

No, in all the ER visit actually cost $1,800

...And the medical industry continues to profit from my idiocy.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Movie Monday

[Spoiler alert!!] It's a freaking stupid Orbits Gum commercial...

BUT! It has Gob and Michael Bluth...I can only imagine the scorn I would get for not sharing it.

"Selfish, Michael... selfish."


Also, Notice the changes we made to this dumpster of a blog? Yeah, now we are big time... with more photos and (hopefully) more original video on the way the black seems to suit the site a bit more. Not to mention the wider layout mean you get a Texas-sized helping of my photos skilz...

The black motif also highlights my emo heart of death or some teen-angst rage that every blog here seems to represent.

I am still working out some of the kinks, but I think I like it.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

PR Day at The K

PRSA Day at The K from Mike Ekey on Vimeo.

Mike Swanson, The Royals Public Relation chief is passionate about what he does ... but then again I guess that is like being passionate about polishing a turd.

That probably sounds harsh, but I don't mean disrespect toward Swanson. He genuinely seemed like a good guy. He was great presenter, funny and harshly honest about what it means to be a Public Relations person for The Royals and other MLB clubs around the nation.

KC Royals PR Guy
Swanson giving us a tour of the clubhouse and stadium.

But he is also a great example of where old school communications - newspapers, PR, marketing all of it - stumble when they don't at least attempt to learn how their audience or community or ticket holders are really talking about you.

Swanson was not shy about talking about former coach Buddy Bell, but he even went into some of the details of the firing of Trey Hillman. If I were an honest reporter, I might even share with you some of the... choice words... he used when telling those stories. But I am not... so you only get the video above about him talking about how the press box at Kauffman is right behind home plate and has no netting or protection from foul balls.

But when I asked Swanson about social media, blogs or anything online to reach out to fan besides the drivel coming from The Star or Jack Harry, he bristled and called them all "a distraction". He explained how he warns players about social media and how to be careful and protect themselves when it comes to fans using social media...

It's an odd contrast to this article that talks about how the whole UFC sport has grown as a direct correlation with its owner recognizing how sports and social media need to be going hand in hand.

Maybe it is apples and oranges, but The Royals sound like they want to build up their walls and do nothing but protect themselves from The Interwebs - and more importantly critical fans. This IS the same ball club that banned players from talking to blogs not to long ago.

In the same clubhouse, though, The Royals are pushing a ton of non-game promotions as a way to entice fans to come to the ball park. You think you would see a kiddie playground or put-put course in our stadium if we were genuine pennant contenders each year? Not at all.

So it seem counter intuitive that The Royals clubhouse (the team) is not embracing every online community, blog, twitter account and other outlets in an attempt to drag fans to the ballpark kicking and screaming.

bobble heads

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

By the pool.

By The Pool from Mike Ekey on Vimeo.

This was going to be a video about the first weekend at the pool over the Memorial Day weekend... instead I went to the emergency room after a wicked windmill dunk injury and was left with about three minutes of JUST the pool before anyone else even got there.

I'm trying to get a little more comfortable taking my Flip camera and still camera near the pool. I always get nervous with my toys around water.

Instead, I tried to enter the Vimeo Weekend Project.  The 5x5 Vimeo Weekend project forced you to upload a video using only five clips of anything that are five seconds long. Idea being that you were uploading 5-second clips you had not used before to create a 25-second video.

Kind of different... and it kept me occupied while laid up for the week.

Monday, June 07, 2010

The system is down...

The Test Kitchen

Blogger was having issues today, so instead you get a strange story of something that happened to me several weeks ago...tough.

There is a reason I do not get invited to fancy secret parties. Mostly because I end up drinking too much and making a fool of myself and my date. It's usually how I get thrown out of family parties too...

But that is a story we will re-visit next week at my cousin's wedding (the reception is RIGHT NEXT DOOR to a place called Temptations Totally Nude... what do YOU think will happen?!)

Anyway... The Test Kitchen event for May was pretty cool. Cocktails from Manifesto and food from The Kansas City River Club made the $40 price tag well worth it. I managed to keep it together pretty well and even heard Manifesto's owner admit they were getting ready to reopen their speakeasy pretty soon here — fingers crossed.

Managed to even get this nice shot of the Bartle Hall sculptures at sunset.

KC Skyline at dusk

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Oh, the horror...

Everyone is having a good time... once the moms and girlfriend discovered that laughing hurt my back and soul, they decided to tell as many jokes as possible... bunch of jackasses I tell ya.

The worst was the idiot X-ray tech who wheeled me into the X-ray room in the bed and then insisted that I stand to take the chest X-ray.

The blinding white pain obscures my memory of what exactly I said while she took the X-rays, but my swearing could be heard throughout the entire hospital wing according to the comic relief that was the two male nurses checking on me all evening.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

The wicked windmill dunk heard 'round the pool

max down low
My dog disapproves of my decisions in life.

Not even a month into 26 and already I am one step into the grave... or at least the old folks retirement home...

But I should have seen it coming. It is not a successful Memorial Day holiday until someone ends up in the hospital. In the past it was cousins or distant grandkids that served as supporting characters in our family... A kind of Red Shirt relative if we were living in the Star Trek Universe.

On Monday as I was dominating my brother in some Swimming Pool Basketball I decided to the ultimate act of humiliation by by jumping from about four feet away from the basket attempting a Wicked Windmill Dunk.

I jumped, I body checked him, I extended and threw the ball down as hard as I could.

The pain was excruciating. I thrashed around on the ground hoping to just rub some dirt on it and move on... but my left arm was curling in and I was struggling to breath.

The trip to the ER was awkward and it was like I had been kicked in the nuts... if my nuts were located on my upper-left back...

Dougie Houser, MD, says I tore either a ligament or some cartilage in in my back as I was attempting my wicked windmill dunk.

It hurts to breath, it hurts to stand, it hurts to even lie on my side, which meant last night found me sleeping uncomfortably flat my back.

On the plus side, I have enough pain killers to numb a small water buffalo.

But more importantly when history looks back on this scholars and historians will remember this: I made my two points.

Count it!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010


max in the sun

My dog Max is 15-years-old. He is a pure Sheltie — papers and all.

We, of course, shave him each month — teddy bear cut — and never pinched his ears. He likes it. He prances and acts like a puppy after each hair cut.

He is completely deaf and slightly blind. Still, he responds to large hand gesture and knows exactly when it is time to go on a walk.

He still hates cats and will chase them down at all costs. And after he bark and growls at the doberman that walks by each evening he checks on everyone in the house to make sure we knew he was protecting the house. And expects a bacon treat at precisely 9 p.m. each night for his day's work.

I defy you find a better dog.

max in the sun2

For more Max photos, check it out here.

Monday, May 17, 2010

CoCo! CoCo! CoCo!


Conan O'Brien unleashed his pale white comedy on the Midland Theater Sunday night. Conan, along with The Band, Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, Andy, Masturbating Bear and the Chuck Norris Lever, did not disappoint.

"This is your idea of Art? It's like you were attacked by gay giants."

Of course, contractually he is not allowed to bring along The REAL Masturbating Bear.

masturbating bear

Instead, CoCo introduced everyone to his newest member: Self-Pleasuring Panda.

masturbating bear4

But Conan also brought his own music as he played guitar and piano for several songs. For more photo, check out the Flick page.