9-11 Sunset

See the USA in a ...

So, how did you celebrate "National Lipstick Day?" Janet insisted we get something to match her "Red Hot" lipstick. So, let me introduce you to the newest member of our family ... "Lucy, the Red Hot Blazer."

Happy Independence Day!

I fondly remember my folks and our neighbors sitting in flimsy lawn chairs on the driveway in front of their garages on our tree lined street.  Talking to passerby's and on the 4th of July proudly waving Old Glory.  I am becoming my dad.  America ... I love you!  Happy 4th of July!

The Ruskies are at it again!

Notre Dame Cathedral

So very sad to see.  We were fortunate enough to visit Notre Dame Cathedral twice.

Valentine's Day Surprise!

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@spiffhappens got some special visitors for Valentine’s Day, and it was a treat for the whole office! Thanks to Happy Hour of the Song of Atlanta Show Choir for the performance ❤️

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Super Bowl 28 Flashback

25 years ago today in the #GeorgiaDome we helped with the Super Bowl 28 pregame festivities by holding down the large, inflatable Vince Lombardi trophy as the the Cowboys and Bills took the field. #SuperBowl pic.twitter.com/bi56u2moYN

— Spiff Carner (@spiffhappens) January 30, 2019

We're talkin' baseball

When a coach annoys the manager during a baseball game.

Hurricane Path

9/11 Sunset

Tweet from "The King"

Apparently there is no escaping #socialmedia . Not even in death. #twitter #ElvisPresley #runbutcanthide #afterlife #Tweet pic.twitter.com/bxHw8f8GEd

— Spiff Carner (@spiffhappens) July 2, 2018

Edee learns something new!

It's taken a couple of months but we finally taught Edee to raise her hand when she has "filled" her diaper. Janet is asking me to do the same.

Never Forget.

Skip Voted!

Just did my civic duty and voted. I felt some prying eyes on me as I filled out my ballot. Then I heard someone say, "do you remember the Randy and Skip show on Fox 97? Well, that is SKIP right over there." Now I wonder how much higher our radio ratings could have been if people would have known my name.

It's my least favorite time of the year!

Run Forrest Run!

Bitcoin is Dead!

#Bitcoin, other #cryptocurrencies headed to zero says #GoldmanSachs. That's why I have cornered the market on Bit-O-Honey. #IllBeRich #BitOHoney #Candy #SmartInvestment

— Spiff Carner (@spiffhappens) February 7, 2018

Remembering Duffy

Duffy, you embarked on your next great adventure 25 years ago today. Seems like just yesterday. Thank you for teaching me so much about love and showing me how to be so very graceful while facing death. An even bigger thank you for sending three amazing earthly angels to heal my heart and fill my life with joy. My love for them is unmeasurable. I know that would make you happy. You will always be loved and remembered.

Goodbye Old Friend

Farewell Georgia Dome. I will always remember:

--Circling high above you in the Goodyear Blimp when you were just a big hole in the ground.

--The “Good Times and Great Oldies” we shared at the, oh so many, Fox 97 Ultimate Oldies Concerts.

--That special moment at the 1993 concert when your big screen read … “This show is dedicated to the memory of Duffy Janssen.” (My late wife, who had passed away just four months earlier.)

--The incredible experience of the 1996 concert when over 40,000 friends celebrated the happiest day of my life … Janet and my “wedding reception.” (Janet still wishes we had done the dollar dance that evening.)
--Super Bowl XXVIII in January 1994 when a small group of us from Fox 97 were midfield anchoring a giant, inflatable Vince Lombardi Trophy as the Buffalo Bills and Dallas Cowboys rushed past us during the opening ceremonies. (Also standing along the sidelines during the first quarter and meeting Joe Namath, Jerry Jones, and OJ Simpson (who may have borrowed my gloves even though they were too small for him.)

--The 1996 Olympics when I took my oldest daughter to watch the gymnastics competition.

Yes, Georgia Dome, as of 7:30 Monday morning you will be gone. But for me … never forgotten.