Radio that doesn’t suck

I may regret it when that sentence is one of the first that my two year old perfects (she’s in the parakeet stage right now), but this is a damn fine radio station. I get in the car at lunch and they are playing Rodney Crowell. Then I call and request Jack Ingram and Todd […]

randomness

I’ve tried to let it go, but I can’t. Why the hell didn’t somebody tell the President that Washington was under attack the other day? I got chewed out once for not telling the wait staff of the restaurant where I was working that we were out of clam chowder. Imagine the Secret Service guys: […]