Emmy Emo

For me, social media is an amazing and profoundly efficient way to announce things. When I won a couple of Emmys over the weekend, I was able to blitzkrieg friends, Romans and countrymen about the good news with the mere push of a button.

It’s taken me a couple days to recoup and regroup, but I wanted to take a white-hot minute to say thanks to everyone who gave me props and kudos. (All 800+ of you!) All in all, it was an amazing evening … and a great way to ring in the beginning of Fall.

One of the awards I took home was for a powerful, long-form video I put together for my charity of choice, SAVE, Inc. This organization is a little hidden gem … one that puts a roof over the heads of nearly 1,300 people every month. Back in the day, SAVE started off as Kansas City’s only AIDS hospice — and has grown substantially over the last 28+ years.  They now provide comprehensive housing solutions that enable socially and medically disadvantaged folks to lead stable lives with personal dignity. It’s a small charity with a big heart and even bigger aspirations. I was blessed to be able to spread the word about all the great things they do in the community. Talk about a labor of love!

Watch the winning video here:

My second award of the evening was a biggie. I walked home with the gold for “Best On-Air Talent – Host” for my work on Kansas City Live. Talk about icing on the cake. It was such a great way to cap off an amazing two-year run on the show. Many colleagues were quick to point out it was wholly ironic I won given that I’m no longer a part of KCL. Needless to say, I made mention of that in my amusing acceptance speech. I predicted that when Merriam-Webster comes out with the newest edition of their dictionary, you’d find a little, teeny-tiny picture of me holding my Emmy next to the word “irony”. “See also M2”, it will say. For those of you keeping score, it’s my third Best Host Emmy – but this one was particularly gratifying. Bittersweet, schmittersweet.

TV is a fickle business, so I was tickled to see many of my beloved peers take home an Emmy statue that evening as well. (Shout out, Keith King! Cheers, Jadiann Thompson!) We might as well call ourselves the “Mutual Admiration Society”.  Again, thanks to everyone who went out of their way to chime in with words of congratulations and encouragement on my dual wins. In a word – rightbackatcha’! We’re all winners! Ironic — dontcha’ think?

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Whatever Happened To M2?

Google can be a cruel, little mistress. Type in my name and suddenly the world’s most invaluable search engine will occasionally default to “Whatever Happened To”.

No joke.

Chances are you got to this particular blog post because that was your query.

In case you were wondering what I’ve been up to since KCL chose not to renew my contract – the answer is funemployment. I’ve had three bliss-filled months of relentless traveling, sleeping in, visiting my folks, lounging by the pool and all the other sundry items that occur when you have absolutely zero agenda.

My last day at the station was on the 4th of July … ironically enough … Independence Day. I took that as a sign to be a free spirit and ponder what my next move would be. Turns out … it was a spontaneous trip to Orlando about one hour after walking off the set for the last time. One of my friends shrieked, “You just lost your dream job! What are you going to do now?!” Of course, I wanted to be able to respond with gusto — “I’m going to DISNEY WORLD!” Thus, I spent a week down in Central Florida hobnobbing with friends, visiting various theme parks and getting in touch with my inner 8-year old.

After that came a mind clearing, restorative trip to Tahoe where I zoned out under clear skies and gigantic pine trees. My galpal Mithra and I went to Wanderlust … an odd festival of yogis and hippies. Being out of a job can be stressful … but not if you’re surrounded by folks who spend hours on end meditating, right?

Right!

It’s funny … when your life is in turmoil … or, in my case, slightly topsy-turvy … you really find out who your friends are.  And I’m blessed to have the best motley crew a boy could ask for.

I remember one particular week I was low-ebbing and went to go see an energy practitioner (shout out, Angela!), a medium (props, Steffany!), an acupuncturist (word up, Paul!) and a massage therapist (you da’ man, Linzell).  Knowing that I was broke, not one of them charged me – yet each one helped me get back in to a good headspace.  And for that I will be eternally grateful.

The list of do-gooders goes on and on. My dear friends Mithra and Renee plied me with homemade cooking so I wouldn’t starve. My besties Eric, Dre, Donnie and Kiki all cajoled me to come visit them and shake off the cobwebs. And countless people called me to invite me for coffee/dinner/lunch/movies/miniature golf/window shopping/yoga/gong bathing (yes — it’s a thing) and the list goes on and on.  You all know who you are — and you are loved!

Plus, not a day went by that random strangers would politely stop me to mention they missed seeing me. And the e-mails I got – all 400+ of ‘em – almost all had the same subject line, “Hey – what happened to you?”

A new job looms on the horizon … one that’s custom-made for me. I’ll start in a few weeks. Such an unexpected blessing. And while I’ll miss my endless free time (uh, who wouldn’t?)… it will soon be fun to answer the age-old question of … “Whatever Happened To Michael Mackie?”

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