Current Domain:
Lincoln Nebraska  USA Western Hemisphere North America Planet Earth Milky Way Galaxy

Age:
Irrelevant.  It becomes an empty excuse (you're a half second older than me, you're too old!) to avoid the REAL reasons people hate you.  Plus I would have to update my web page every year...It all started on 8/21/65.  You may use calculators!

Zodiac Sign:
Leo.  A performer!  A great lover underneath, after the audience has left.  (and obviously prideful and a tad bit egotistical?)

Marital Status:
Second times a charm, right?  (5/19/01)
(I was married once.  I was refurbished and still have full factory warranty)

Life in a Nutshell:
The only thing I've ever had handed to me is life.   Everything else requires work.  If others have beat the system or gotten off easy, then good for them.  I've seen the lack of appreciation that comes with that sort of thing and the paranoia of having something handed to you conditionally.  I'm not rich, but that doesn't mean I'm a low life peasant.  I simply have fewer material possessions for people to fight over when I die.  (Except for the hip, flowery 70's sofa which I finally had to pitch!)

Evil things I did while growing up:
I don't recall this one, and on the advice of my lawyer I will not discuss the incident when I was 4 years old which involved pushing all the pretty red buttons on the stove, allegedly turning the burners on high, resulting in a stinky mess formerly known as the plastic cookie jar.

I slammed the Garage Door on my sisters nose, just as she was heading into the garage on her bike. Quite possibly the only time in my life where my coordination and timing were perfect!   And somehow it got overshadowed by the fact that she and my parents (who were on their way out the door to see a lovely show at Kansas City's Starlight theater) had to go to the emergency room.

My Junior Prom fell on my best guy friend's birthday, so I skipped getting some females hopes up, just to shatter them and use her for a dance partner.  We didn't have dates, so we decided to hang out with his older brother Randy and I think maybe even Scott.  We lived 30 miles from the nearest town in Kansas and thought it might be fun to go on a beer run.  (Kansas could still sell "3-2" beer to people 18 and up)  There was a HUGE skunk...or should I say there was a huge former skunk.  No damage to the car, other than the fragrance which lingered for months.  Gee dad, it does smell like a skunk...I have no idea how that happened!   (Makes you wonder why I don't like the taste of beer!)

Weird people I've met:
There was a woman who used to stop by the radio station to show the DJ's her crafts.   I'm a fan of the arts, but she was just weird about it.  She'd call and tell (warn) us she was going to drop by and show us what she had made.  As weird as she was,  I learned a great lesson from her.   I got off the air at midnight, so there's nobody else around and I didn't want to deal with her in a dark parking lot.  I'm a big guy, but she was still bigger than me.  One night, before my shift was over, she called and wanted to do something.   I thought I was blowing her off  by telling her  I was busy and had to "meet some friends at Perkins".  So I slip off to Perkins to see my buds and an hour later came a page over the intercom..."Dave Matthews please come to the register".  Guess who!

A co-worker then introduced me to the beauty of parking along the side street and leaving the station via the side fire exit.

Weird people I haven't met:
Again, a "radio groupie".  One day I received a piece of fan mail.  I now had a wonderful photo of this weird person who had been calling me.  There was also a nice letter, written in Pencil (most likely one of those big round ones they give ya in first grade).  She began her left hand margin in the middle of the page and gave details about what I could do to her, and what she could do to me.  Yep!  It's true!  D.J.'s can have ANY girl they want!  (What are "big bubs" anyway?)

Favorite Places To Work:
I loved my first real radio job at KPAT in Sioux Falls, SD.  I was young, in college, and was a DJ!   Most of the callers were genuine.  I also enjoyed my short stint in Kearney Nebraska at POWER 99.  It was fun, and it wasn't in the 'big time'.   We still blew away the competition.  I learned the most at 96KX.   Very winning oriented and a great staff to back it up.

Most Embarrassing Moment At Work:
Besides my paycheck?  I'm still waiting for this one to happen.  I have a feeling it will have involve a conference room, or the small space below the on air console.

Most Embarrassing Moment Away From Work:
I was in band.  It was half time at the first football game of the year.  We had these "one size fits all" uniforms.   As I was getting into place to march one of the adjustable clasps on my pants came undone.  That was ok, you can fake a few notes and adjust as you go.  As we begin marching the other side decides to let loose and for the first time in my life, I was wearing pants that were WAY too big.  I was told later that nobody saw anything, but it sure felt like I was giving the fans in the South section a great few of my hiney.
I was commended on leaving the field between songs, during a move that made it look like I was going into a rehearsed routine that happened to take me off the field.
I bought suspenders.

Things that make me cranky:
People who don't communicate  (especially people who don't listen, and hear what they think you said)
Stupid Drivers!  (Hello!   YOU don't have the stop sign, I DO!  GO!)
Those who think only of themselves
People who reject God based on the way another person acted,  because they hated somebody who was a Christian, or some other flimsy excuse to not even bother looking for themselves.

Favorite Music:

Diversity is the key here.  My very first 45 was "Sing" by the Carpenters and I just got done listening to Jay-Z.  There's nothing like a song to bring back a memory.  Here's but a tiny glimpse. 

Bad Bad Leroy Brown - Jim Croce.  Dad always turned it down when we were kids cuz of that naughty word.

Open Arms - Journey.  This song reminds me of Karen.  I'd play her a cool song, then she'd come back a day later and tell me "[whoever I'm dating this month] and I made this OUR song!".  

Teddy Bear - Red Sovine.  Growing up in McCook Nebraska meant Country was Kenny & Dolly, and Garth would have been considered heavy metal.  Rob and I generally at lunch at Macs Drive Inn.  I think we wore out his 8-track listening to this.

In The Mood - Glen Miller.  The first station I worked at back in high School switched from Country to Big Band.  This was literally the only song I was familiar with.  That would soon Change!

Anything 80's!  My college days had some of the best music ever recorded in that decade.  You could hear anything, at anytime... Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Def Leppard's Pyromania, Katrina & The Waves, Men At Work, Devo, Billy Joel, Men Without Hats, Bon Jovi, Timex Social Club, Prince and even Kenny & Dolly singing Islands in the Stream.   And this was all on ONE station!  If you remember Alison Moyet's "Invisible" and Franke & The Sweethearts "Sweetheart" you get 100 bonus points.  This was also the decade where artists like Micheal W. Smith and Amy Grant broke into Christian Music and helped make is something other than Hard Rock or Hymns.  Not that there's anything wrong with REZ Band or Petra.  I recall seeing Mylon Lefevre & Broken Heart at an outdoor concert, using "Crack The Sky" as their encore.  Pyrotechnics and all, perfectly timed.  Music with a positive message AND entertaining.  What a concept!

There's so many more songs.  The "McCook" songs.  My return, after becoming a REAL DJ.  Even Kylie Minogue and Rick Astley are still.... interesting...to listen to once a year.  About the time that little trend was spiraling into oblivion, I snuck away to Kearney where I enjoyed spinning tunes like Paradise City, on the same station that played Michael Bolton.  And people loved it!  Remember the Donny Osmond comeback?  Kiss Me Deadly from Lita Ford?  All part of that late 80's music that would come to a screeching halt and produce absolutely nothing worth listening to in the 90's.  (What about INXS?  They were already around in the 80's...)

I think the 90's speaks for itself.  "Baby Got Back". "Do the Humpty Hump"?  What happened to Walking the Dinosaur?  The 80's were much more fun.  You even have to admit that "Friday I'm in Love" was some sort of emotional error for that usually downbeat group.  Maybe that's why Country took off so heavily in the early 90's.  Mix it all together with today's tunes and you end up with my own personal playlist that looks like this:

You Get What you Give-New Radical's
Feels Like The First Time - Foreigner
What It's Like - Everlast
The Lady In Red - Chris DeBurgh
Not That Different-Collin Raye
If I Had A Million Dollars - Barenaked Ladies
The Man in Love With You-George Strait
All Star - SmashMouth
Complicated-Avril Levigne

I mentioned Rap earlier.  I really hate rap, other than it's comedic value.  Always make sure you throw in Tori Amos and Bob Marley to break up the flow.

My Ultimate Dream:
It WAS to have a gigantic wedding party (and quite a nice one, I must say!)...lemme think of a new one! 

Things I wish we could do as adults:
I'd love to throw a slumber party for all my friends.  We would watch scary movies, eat popcorn and tell stories until 4 in the morning.  All them blankets and big fluffy pillows (used for bonking each other over the head) would be so much fun  in our Mickey Mouse T-shirts and Flannel Boxers.  Maybe mom could even come over and make us those little pizza roll things!

The All-Time Dream Date:
I show up casually elegant and take the woman to a brand new place.  A fancy restaurant that neither of us has ever been to.  We let them totally pamper us as we get comfortable by talking to each other.  If that goes well, the limo drops us off at my Hill, where we look at the city and watch planes land as the conversation gets a little more daring.  We discuss thoughts on stars, the romantic, and silly things we have done in our past.   We pick up a movie on our way back.  A light romantic comedy.  Nothing too heavy.  I insist on watching one of my favorite episodes of Mystery Science Theatre 3000 (The Day the Earth Froze or Jack Frost).   As we begin the second feature, we take on a slightly more serious and cozy attitude (cue the afghan!).  I slow dance with her as she returns from the ladies room, as the closing theme music is still rolling over the credits.  She likes the way I feel and accepts my invitation to one of my world famous backrubs she's heard about.   Unfortunately she falls asleep.  She wakes up the next morning covered up. except that  her hand protruding out of the edge of the blanket, holding mine.
(What do you mean, "Didja Score"?)

The All Time Self Indulgent, totally wrong, macho male womanizing fantasy:
Ok, there's this hot tub party.....nah..this is just wrong