Are you looking for photos from my trip to the Domincan Republic? Here’s the only one you’ll find. I’m actually supposed to be there right now. But to say that I’m relieved to be safe, home and on the radio tonight would be an understatement.

Let me explain.

Yesterday I boarded a Delta flight headed from JFK Airport to Santo Domingo in the DR. There, I was set to cover this weekend’s David Ortiz Foundation Celebrity Golf Tournament.

I want to stop here for a second and thank the foundation for inviting me down to cover the event, in addition to all it is doing for kids throughout both New England and the Dominican. I hope the benefit goes off without a hitch and of course, nothing I’m about to state is reflective on them.

As the airplane began its descent in to Santo Domingo, attendants began handing out the necessary forms for Customs. I slept most of the flight but awoke to receive my paper work and fill it out.

I got to “Passport No.” and obviously didn’t have it memorized, so I reached to grab it out of my pocket.

It wasn’t there.

Maybe it dropped on the floor? Perhaps I put it in the front seat pocket? Did I stuff it in my bookbag? Is it under the seat or stuck in a crevice?

I spent the next 20 minutes along with the entire de-boarding process unsuccessfully attempting to answer the most-pressing question: Where the heck is my passport? Obviously you must show it to board an international flight, so obviously I brought it with me on to the plane.

Eventually everyone exited and the flight attendants assisted me in the search, to no avail. I was then told that I too must exit, but that the cleaning crew would go through the plane and probably find my passport. They didn’t.

I stood on the end of the jet bridge speaking with the one English-speaking Delta employee at the gate. Welcoming, warm and pleasant she was not. Concerned that I had just landed and couldn’t find my passport? She certainly didn’t seem it. Instead, she insisted that I search my bookbag and luggage, all while hovering over me. I obliged and for about the sixth time in the past 45 minutes, dumped my bookbag out only to not find it.

Was there a chance I could call the U.S. Embassy (it was during normal business hours) or was there anything Customs in the Dominican Republic could do? Apparently not, and if there was, she wasn’t interested in finding out. As soon as she saw that I couldn’t produce a passport, the Delta employee returned to the gate, printed me a new ticket and instructed me to re-board the plane I had just exited. The aircraft was heading back to JFK.

My experience was disturbing, disheartening and humbling. I don’t travel internationally often and certainly was never in a situation prior to yesterday where I was in a foreign country, unable to speak their native language and without proper documentation.

I returned to New York and after navigating through more confusion from Delta and Immigration employees, ended up speaking with a U.S. Customs Officer. The Customs Officers and the Port Authority Police were fantastic. They quickly assisted me in entering the U.S. and filing a report for my stolen passport. The previous document is now invalid and at some point, I will have to reapply as a new passport holder.

But even the Port Authority Police Officers wondered why no one in Santo Domingo offered to put me in touch with the U.S. Embassy, or at the very least, direct me to contact them?

Following an Uber ride back to my apartment, I asked that very question along with a number of others to a supervisor on Delta’s elite member customer service line. According to the person on the phone, the Delta Employee in Santo Domingo didn’t have to help me because “that’s not her job.” As for her callousness, that was explained away as simply, “cultural differences.”

I guess even though Delta operates internationally, the same standard of customer service doesn’t apply to their employees everywhere.

Overall, I was told the incident was my fault and mine alone, so Delta was not responsible for anything – from the missed opportunity to the missing (stolen) passport to ticket price to the overall wonderful experience that was my Thursday.

Now for the record, I’m a Gold Medallion member with the airline but frankly, that shouldn’t matter; every customer should be treated with respect.

And frankly, my “status” didn’t matter. It left me wondering: Is every customer treated with such little compassion?

I hope that you never have to find out.

Woke up early (or perhaps, stayed up late?) to join my friends at the PIX11 Morning News and talk about this year’s GRAMMY Nominations. Of course we covered some local artists who received nods, the major categories and who might have been snubbed. A big thanks to Dan, Oji, Betty and Marcia for having me!

Heading to the Dominican Republic for my first time ever in a few days! Why?

The David Ortiz Children’s Fund Celebrity Golf Classic. No, I’m not kidding. Let me explain…

Now yes, I’ve rooted vehemently (understatement) against Big Papi on the field. Away from it – different story. I never told anyone this but about six years ago, he and his team sent me a signed photo, personalized to a big fan who at the time was battling cancer. It meant a lot to the boy’s family and I appreciated that they accommodated the request so easily.

It makes sense Ortiz was quick to oblige; his foundation helps children in both New England and the Dominican Republic who do not have access to the critical pediatric services they need.
So when I was offered the chance to cover this event in the DR, I didn’t have to think twice about it. I met Ortiz last fall at Mohegan Sun and I’m looking forward to seeing him again this weekend.

The fact that some other current and former Yankees will be there (Johnny Damon, Aroldis Chapman, Dellin Betances, Robinson Cano and Gary Sheffield) doesn’t hurt either.

Oh, and if you’d like to help the Foundation now (and maybe cross some people off your gift list), check out the Fund’s auction which just went live.

Catch ya from the DR in a few days where in the words of the great philosopher Drake, “I’ll be in the Dominican… Big Papi Ortiz!”

For the sixth consecutive year, I covered the start of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade on the Upper West Side by the talent trailers, starting my morning with a Starbucks hot chocolate on 82 and Columbus and ending with a photo of Santa before returning to my apartment for video editing.

But for the first time, that trip to-and-from my perch involved more than a walk two avenues over. Sure, the commute time from the Financial District to my old hood affected my alarm clock, but it didn’t stop me from feeling the holiday spirit and enjoying the time-honored tradition of the parade.

We have a couple of Thanksgiving Eve traditions on the show; one of them being our annual Black Friday/Cyber Monday previews with our friends at BradsDeals.com. Rebeccca Lehmann, Manager of SEO and Content, called in to chat about this year’s big doorbuster and the one deal that you may want to wait until Cyber Monday for.

A lot of things felt different about my latest trip out to Los Angeles for The 2017 American Music Awards. I think a lot of that was rooted back in New York; I didn’t book my flight until about two weeks out and it was my first cross-country trek since I packed up and moved downtown in to my new apartment. The move, along with a change in schedule at work and my marathon training/completion have all hindered me from settling in to a new routine. That’s fine; I am flexible and can work around life events. But it doesn’t mean it comes easy; especially relative to my prior routine.

For example: my dry cleaners and wash-and-fold also handle my alterations. Most of their services could be turned around in 24 hours and they are located a block away from my old apartment on the route I’d walk to take the subway to-and-from the studio. The woman who cuts my hair is also still on the Upper West Side and was a five minute cab ride from my prior place.

I now live 30-40 minutes away from both. Grocery shopping? Still haven’t found a one-stop-shop in the hood. Cobbler or computer repair technician? Probably will still go to my old stomping grounds uptown for those.

Before I moved, I had trip preparation down to a science; it actually got to the point where my getaway day (24 hours before my flight) because rather relaxing because I was able to accomplish every errand necessary the prior weekend. On this trip, my getaway day was jam-packed and there were at least two or three tasks I didn’t complete.

When I landed in LA, I had to drop off dry cleaning (which I forgot to pickup), shop for clothes and buy a wireless keyboard from Target because my laptop’s enter button is broken (need to find a new computer guy). Then, I attempted to compensate for the craziness of the lead-in to the long weekend by not going out as much during my trip. The positive from this is that I was able to both publish all of the content I hoped for while also getting a little bit of sleep; the negative is that socializing with colleagues can be one of the more important and enjoyable parts of the experience.

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Friday and Saturday went as planned with one caveat: I feel like for whatever reason, perhaps one aforementioned, I was focused more on the content and my radio show than myself. For example, I don’t think I stressed as much about my wardrobe this time around. I also never really went out of my way to get good photos of me on each day in front of the step-and-repeat. But I encountered another curveball on Sunday: my job responsibilities changed. For the first time in my five years of covering the AMAs, I did not have a red carpet or one-on-one room assignment. Heck, I didn’t even have a credential; rather a VIP ticket in the orchestra level of the Microsoft Theater. So I used my free time during the day to get a little more work done and check out my Buffalo Bills, who happened to be in town and playing the Los Angeles Chargers in StubHub Center.

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The positive? I got to experience my first live NFL game on the west coast, support my hometown team and check out a new venue.

The negative? I’m a Buffalo sports fan, and sadly nothing has felt different about that since I was a kid.

Some news and notes after Sunday night’s American Music Awards broadcast from my vantage point as an audience member inside Los Angeles’ Microsoft Theater…

– Fun fact: This was my first time actually watching the AMAs from the crowd? My previous four years were spent in the press room. I was given a VIP Orchestra seat and hung out with my fellow Cumulus Media/Westwood One colleagues.

– There were other familiar faces nearby though – Rachel Platten was at the end of the row in front of us! Always love when she and I have a chance to catch up. Rachel is heading to New York for Thanksgiving; she’ll be singing for children in local hospitals on Turkey Day. How amazing is that? Not-so-amazing: after we snapped this selfie, a waiter walking up the aisle spilled a cup of ice on her. Thankfully, no harm no foul.

– During his opening, Jamie Foxx went a bit off script. Ahead of the broadcast, the instructions given to us by Executive Producer Larry Klein were that we were to stay seated and quiet for Jamie’s speech and the P!nk/Kelly Clarkson performance, saving our energy for the opening credits. But Foxx had a different plan, asking everyone to make noise and stand. It contracted what we heard and it might have come off weird on TV because Foxx was the only person lit for the entire segment.

– Especially considering it didn’t happen right in front of us on stage, the audience inside Microsoft Theater was really captivated by the P!nk “Beautiful Trauma” performance. dick clark productions really outdid itself again – Drake performing in the Bellagio fountains for the Billboard Music Awards was epic. You could say the latest stunt reached new heights…

– The BTS phenomenon was fun to witness in real life. Every time the guys stood up, the audience screamed. Every time there was a cut-away shot to the guys, the audience screamed. It got so bad that I’m pretty sure producers had to stop showing some of the cut-aways in the venue because the suddenly loud screams were probably startling performers. And there was just as much noise outside; over 5,000 people gathered in L.A. Live to try and catch a glimpse of the K-Pop boy band.


– When the crowd figured out during the commercial break that BTS was next to perform, well… here’s what it looked and sounded like…

– Some of my personal favorite performances: Demi Lovato, Niall Horan, Shawn Mendes and Portugal. The Man. Demi sang to a track for the chorus of “Sorry Not Sorry” but had no backing vocals on the verses, which she slayed.


– Final fun fact: In order to get everyone in their seats so the place looks full when the broadcast begins, the venue shut down concessions 15 minutes prior to the show’s start. As soon as the AMAs went live on ABC, the alcohol began flowing again… or at least, that’s what a well-placed source told me.

It was the day before The 2017 American Music Awards and we were very, very busy at our backstage perch by Microsoft Theater. The day started with a visit from K-Pop boy band BTS. Demi Lovato, Bebe Rexha and many more swung through as well to talk about the AMAs, holiday plans and more. Watch and listen below!



A number of familiar faces stopped by day one of our backstage broadcast from the American Music Awards in downtown Los Angeles. We caught up with Kelly Clarkson, Julia Michaels, Walk The Moon and many more artists – watch and listen below.




After People revealed that Blake Shelton was the magazine’s “Sexiest Man Alive” for 2017, editor Kate Hogan called in to explain why – and who the runner up was in her eyes.