Some Highlights From the Bahamas:


It's always crazy busy when you travel for work. As you can see we did have time to grab a sandwich. And where, you may ask, did we go to find this almost delicious sandwich?


That's right! We did actually eat at the restaurant called "Poop Deck"! You notice I called the sandwich 'almost delicious'... I'm sure it would be unfair (but funny) of me to say the place lived up to it's name. The problem was they put some weird sauce on my sandwich. I'm not a big sauce person. If it's not classic yellow mustard or hot sauce-- chances are I won't like it. Now that I think about it... I'm not sure I want to know what the mystery poop deck sauce was. Moving on!

I suppose since we are on the subject of sauces... One afternoon during lunch I watched as this bee landed on the Bahamian Hot Sauce (far right) and proceeded to slurp up hot sauce around the rim. This went on for quite some time. You're all starting to think my trip to the Bahamas was pretty boring, eh? Ok, let's get to the good stuff:

They had a Stargate at my hotel! :) Alright, alright-- the good stuff:

Okay, so check this out. The media set up a makeshift podium with mics for all the major players to come speak at when they finished with court. I was one of the first to stake out a spot. Prime location! Then this still photographer shows up with a step stool and literally sets up right in front of my camera. And it get's better--

He's on a step ladder when he is a foot away from where they will be speaking! I very politely asked him if he would not mind keeping off of the step stool because he was blocking my shot. He was not as polite. "I'm trying to get a shot too!!". My niceness convinced him to begrudgingly comply. Thank goodness for my Sachtler Hotpod! Though even at full extension there was a nice shot of him as foreground in my Larry Birkhead shot. Afterwards I told him about this great restaurant called "poop deck" that he should definately eat at.

I used our BGAN system for the first time! It's super simple to use. It basically sets up a portable Satellite internet connection so we could ftp our stuff back. Pretty cool! I think pretty much every station out there had one.

Here's me testing out the video chat!

So seriously, the bee was totally slurping up the hot sauce!

I just returned a few days ago from a week long stint in the Bahamas. Yes, I was a part of the media madness and spent much time staring at the front gate of Anna Nicole's bahamian mansion. What a trip! And now I'm headed straight back. Hopefully this time we'll have the chance to eat at the Poop Deck. There are cosmic comedic forces compelling me to eat there. Must. Eat. At. POOOP DECCCK!

I know it was a short post, Johnny D! I'll do more when I get back! I've still got some packing to do tonight.

Sorry, Hartman! I've got to go again.

Wow, covering the superbowl was the most physically intense story I've done in quite some time! I did end up pulling my estimated 20 hour day. A good chunk of it was spent speed walking with gear, practically non-stop, searching for celebrities. I must have walked 10 miles! We did have great success in the celeb department:

Nick Lachey

John Travolta

Jenny McCarthy

Bruce Willis

Chris Issak

Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore

William H. Macy


When Prince performed his halftime show he opened with 'let's get crazy'. That song is an inside joke (and, sorry all, it will remain inside. haha) between my friend Nicole and me. So I called her up and shouted into the phone: "I'm at the superbowl! Prince just took the stage! He's singing 'let's get nuts'!". It was difficult to hear her, but I believe she turned on the tv and exclaimed "Oh my god! You're not joking!". Then the call dropped. I think I'll call her back after I finish with da blogging. :)

I think one of the funniest moments at the superbowl happened in the ladies room. I was waiting outside as I was not in need of a pitstop... Everybody who came out had an expression on their face that said something unbelievable was going on inside. My curiosity peeked and I decided maybe a pitstop was in order-- but the police showed up and wouldn't let anybody else in. My reporter came out with the same look on her face:

Me: What is going on in there?
Her: Oh my gosh, when you walk in there the first thing you see is the first stall door wide open, a woman is sitting there with her pants down to the ground and she's passed out. People thought she might be dead and were trying to wake her, but then she started snoring.

Another interesting, yet unrelated, observation: There was a long line for the Men's room and no line for the Women's room.

Greetings from Superbowl XL1! I've been up before dawn at soggy Dolphin Stadium.

Yes, it's been raining all day and will rain all superbowl night. As I type this it's pouring like it's summertime and fans are searching for ponchos!

Here's our field set (under a tent) where our anchors will be doing the news.

This is Lisa, our entertainment reporter, who I will be working with tonight. We're covering the halftime show and the stars who are here to watch the game. Sweeeeet, huh! Unless, of course, the stars decide to stay inside their hotel suites out of the rain. ;)

I'll be putting in at least a 20 hour day here coming off of a couple hours sleep-- and I love every minute of it! There's nothing like covering high energy events! The energy is contagious. You could be up for 5 days and be wide awake at something like this!

Dave and Lisa did an hysterical live shot with this wierd bungi cord game. You put on a harness with a bungi cord attached to your back and run as fast as you can to see how far you can get before the bungi flings you back! Click here for the live shot!

Here's Dave by the Vince Lombari trophy. There's tons of flickr photos from us and a some of our co-workers on our flickr page if you are interested!
To Be Continued!...

Happenings and goings on:

The assignments are out and it looks like I will actually be AT the SuperBowl on Sunday! And I think I might just have the best gig of all since I get to work with our super cool entertainment reporter. It should be a flickrific day!

My Sister-in-Law, Amy, came down for a visit! We celebrated her birthday in the most embarrassing way possible: In a restaurant with it's staff begrudgingly singing a version of happy birthday they don't have to pay royalties for and a firebreathing cake that screamed for the entire restaurants attention. Happy Birthday Amy! :)


Not only was Amy in town, but so was my mother-in-law, Barbara and father-in-law, Marty! We had a blast! We ended up spending 3 hours at the 'Rusty Pelican' on Key Biscayne. Marty has the best stories! Next time we buy a new car, there will most definately be a consultation with Marty! Dave videotaped some of his stories about his overseas adventures. It's amazing how much detail he remembers about moments that passed decades ago.

We also took in the Chihuly exhibit...or perhaps the Chihuly exhibit took in us.

Someone was introducing comedians for Comedy Central's South Beach Comedy Festival!
And sitting near the front row was:



The fam! Poor Dave had to walk out on stage to find us snapping pictures up front! ;)

The next night Dave and I went to see Jon Stewart in concert. The man is pure genius! And as you can see, we had stellar seats! :)


In other news, Hartman continues to flip her ear inside out when cleaning.
If you would like to hear Hartman speak, click on the youtube video below!

It's 6 something in the morning... The sun and I have yet to rise...

**boodoop--BEEEdoop**

That's my '24' ringtone on my cellphone. I stumble out of bed and follow the sounds of CTU to my phone, which is not in it's normal location beside my bed for whatever reason.

"CTU, Almeida" I breathlessly whisper. Okay, actually it was more of a groggy "...h-hello?". "Hi, Ang?" says the familiar voice at the other end. "Oh..hi Grandma..." "I didn't wake you up did I?" "No, I'm up. What's going on?"

The cobwebs upstairs are starting to clear and I now remember my Kansas City family went on a cruise over New Years, and I was going to try to meet up with them at the airport when they returned!


From left to right is my cousin Brandon and his girlfriend, Aunt Shelley, cousin Lindsey and her husband, Uncle Don, me and Grandma Lola.
So, tell me this... why is it they spend ONE WEEK in the tropics and have a nice tan-- where as I have lived in the tropics for 3 years (working outside, mind you) and look like I live in Darkyearound, Alaska?

Dave and I introduced them to Cuban Coffee! You can tell by the looks on their faces they just loooooved the cafe cubano!


Cuban Coffee packs a punch. I love the stuff, but I rarely drink it because I also enjoy sleeping at night!

I'm sure every family has their favorite stories they like to tell. A memory that always gets a laugh every time it's relived.
"Ang, do you remember when you got your arm stuck in that doorknob hole?"
This particular memory has been relived many, many times. :) A family classic. And I remember it as clearly as the day it happened--in 1979! Yup, nearly 28 years ago. I was only 4 years old. I was playing in Grandma and Grandpa's spoooooky basement. I loved going down there and scaring myself pretending there were monsters. Okay, I say 'pretending', but, in my 4 year old mind there really were evil creatures lurking about. Grandpa had this red light on in his workshop that made the whole monster bit quite believable! I went inside the dark closet that held the water heater. There was no door knob on the door. I decided it sure would be fun to stick my hand inside the hole where the door knob would be.

Why my hand was small enough to fit inside the hole, yet too big to get back out of the hole is still a mystery to me. But there I was, stuck, alone-- with only the eerie creeky noises that followed every footstep upstairs and a red glowy darkness to keep me company. I tried for a very long time to free myself...but eventually I gave in to my desire to scream and cry like a 4 year old stuck in a room full of monsters. My Mom, who was VERY pregnant with my brother, flew down the stairs!

Grandma always says she thought Mom was going to fall down the stairs she came running so fast! That's about where my actual memory ends. I have a flash of Dad working to get my hand out.
Don't worry, I returned to battle all the basement monsters. In the battle of tiny Angela V Basement Goblins-- tiny Angela prevailed!