Skip to main content

Dancing our Way Across the Country

Deb and I just flew in to John Wayne Airport this afternoon.

We are in Irvine, California to celebrate my buddy, Joe Sambito's 60th birthday. It's a surprise ... and based on the flights, we were almost as surprised just to get on a plane.

When we checked in, we ran into hundreds of teenagers with gigantic hair. They were everywhere. There were so many of them that they were numbered. I thought the numbers might have been bigger depending on the size of their hair.

I was wrong ... it was a dance competition for the Celtic Irish Dancers of America Under God ... Indivisible .... etc.

I should have known. Just our luck ...  Almost  every trip we've made this year has been highlighted by large dance competitions at OUR hotel. In Nashville (the first round of NCAA basketball competition) there was a national cheerleading competition, In New York, the International Dance Competition of the them all ... THOUSANDS of girls with doting parents, hauling suitcases of makeup and petticoats was held at our hotel.  

And today ... the big hair competition.


For the last few days we were in Washington DC with a couple of other friends, Gil and Anna Kerlikowske. Gil is the Drug Czar ... I love that title ... actually the official title is something like the United States Director of National Drug Control Policy.

We just call him Gil.

He invited us to the White House for lunch. Daughter Alissa who lives and works in DC joined us.

Great meal and pretty cool place. I could only take pictures in certain secured areas ... this one was at the entrance of the West Wing.

Gil is the one with the short hair.

Here are some other highlights:

Official giveaways after lunch .... White House M&M s. Seriously.

Sign in the basement to the Truman Bowling Alley. It was locked unfortunately. Truman and Nixon were the only ones that ever used it I think. There are two lanes ... the left one is probably for Ds and the right one for Rs.

This picture was the only other secured shot that I could take in the West Wing.

This particular urinal was used by Bill Clinton once and Hillary numerous times. (C'mon you know I had to have at least one irreverent picture and comment).

Great times ... actually, very impressive place and we were very grateful that Gil took us through. Alissa took this shot of Deb and I in the "garden" with our credentials.

I look ... almost ... official.



Jenn Sambito said…
So great to see you and Deb--next time it must be longer!!! You two are such special people and we love you very much! Can't wait to read your book -- no doubt it will be a hit!! Love you both!
Joel Momberg said…
@ Jenn ... We love you too. So good to see you. You made the day special for Joe and special for us. I can't wait to get a copy of YOUR new book.

Popular posts from this blog

SAMMY: The Novel (An Overview)

I finished writing Sammy:The Novel. 

So ... I called my good buddy and excellent writer, Dave Scheiber, to help me write an overview to pique the interest of publishers. The stuff that Dave wrote made me want to read my own book! We combined our efforts and here's what we came up with:

SAMMY (An Overview)

Sammy Levine, 86-year-old resident of Star of David nursing home, was not happy with his daily existence and dreamed of taking one last trip with his wife Esther (presently residing in an urn on the third shelf in his room). Sammy was careful about not exposing his plan to anyone, especially his son, Barry, who dutifully visited regularly and tried to make sure that he lived out his remaining days comfortably.

Through a carefully choreographed plan, Sammy managed to access personal information on three recently deceased residents from the nursing home’s computers. Then he applied for and obtained three new credit cards. Armed now with available cash and credit, he loaded up Esth…

Close Call

I was just putting the finishing touches on my new novel, Sammy, which will be available to order in November (shameless self promotion!) ... when I started thinking about some of the characters in my past life. One character I've actually written about in the past just popped into my head. It's a repeat story but I hope you enjoy it ... again.

When I was a Freshman at LSU, our dorm was set up like a suite with two adjoining double rooms and a common kitchen and living room. "Suite" really makes it sound much fancier than it was. Actually, living room makes it sound much fancier than it was. The walls were cinder block and the living room was about 100 square feet. I don't think four of us could even stand up in there at one time.

One of the four guys in our suite was the place kicker for the LSU Tigers. His name was Phil and he was from Bogalusa, Louisiana. He had the bed next to mine. Phil was about 6'8" and weighed well over 300 pounds. He was a big …

Princess Grace's Diary

We surprised our little princess, Grace on Friday with a last minute visit to Savannah. She and her BFF Stella had a joint princess birthday party.

It was of course no surprise to Deb and me that the trip had a few surprises for us, too.

It started out with a light show at the airport (we chose to fly rather than drive the 12 hours back and forth for one day). Lightning strikes were coming fast ... so the tarmac was closed until it settled down. We had to get to Atlanta in time to catch what had become the LAST flight of the night to Savannah at 11:20 PM.

We made it ... barely ... and fell asleep at 2 AM.

Up at 8 and out the door via Uber to The Landings (a mere 45 minute drive) and just in time to see this adorable duo.

Big brother Cole was  one of the "hosts".

Pony rides were there for the guests.

Matching Princess cakes (of course).

Lots of fun.

At about 2, Deb and I headed back to the airport with Nikki driving and made it in PLENTY of time to find out that there were n…