2:00 PM, Tuesday, August 13th, 1996: Meeting #19 - And with this it’s over. 19 meetings in 15 months. Told him I was happy for him. We talked about his future and my future. He told me I shouldn’t be worried. He sees no way the new PD would want to go syndicated on overnights and nix my show. Funny, I had never even THOUGHT of that. Oddly enough, he told me to throw my resume out there and see if I might be able to get an afternoon drive at a smaller station. Or maybe even a morning show. He said, that’s how it all starts. Yeah, It’d have to be at a smaller station, but I should look into it. I don’t know yet. I like the Late Show. I’m not ready to do something else yet. But Bill was talking about how Cannon might stay around for another 5 years, and how most things are in tact. He also kept saying he thinks that radio is just a stepping stone for something bigger for me. He’s right. But I still want to move up. Hell, I really need more money. I feel for the amount of work I’m doing, at the right station I’m worth at least $25,000 a year. The work is quality. The Boyles are quality... the music is quality. Package it into a nice 3 hour show, 9-Midnight, and there you go. Who knows. Get this, he asked me if I wanted to work 1:00 to 4:30 on a weekend. That’s PM. I said hell yes, and I think he’s gonna do it! I asked him if he thought I’d done everything right so far. He said yes. Which is all I can really hope for. If I do everything I can, then the outcome is basically luck. Luck strikes wherever hardwork is. It was a good meeting. He’s ready to get out I think. And actually to tell you the truth, I’m excited about this new guy. He might just shake things up. I’d love to have a full time position. Wouldn’t it be great if Cannon got some gig somewhere else? I think he’s too lazy to put a resume out. Ahh well. This is it. The Last Meeting... Maybe it’s good. All the best Bill. You gave me an opportunity of a lifetime. You allowed me to grow and take pride in a position that was nothing a year ago. I’m proud, and you should be as well. I’ll give you a call sometime. For now, let’s see what this new guy will do. August 30th, where are you.   6:00 PM - 7:00 PM, Wednesday, August 14th, 1996: Boring, one hour for Munch, but I got 4 pieces of mail. That’s cool. I also was sitting down to write back, and I noticed a memo on Mike Perkins desk from Bill that said he needed to try and fill all of the weekend afternoons. He put Joe Weasel’s name, Kevin Raugh, but not me. It was dated 8/14...Hmmm. I then wrote a note to Mike explaining what Bill and I had talked about, and please keep me in mind. I’d love to do the show. Wow, what’s the Boyles gonna be about this week? Bye.   6:00 PM - 9:00 PM, Thursday, August 15th, 1996: Munch really doesn’t need me anymore. He can do it himself. But it gives me an opportunity to do production ‘cause hey, I’m already there, and noone else is. Even at 7:00 pm. So I went in and did 3 Top Nine Lists. 8 more, 4 Boyles, 7 Lesters for another 9 day stint. Here we go again. I love this. Also did the Bob Conners song #2. It’s better, I hope he likes it. I don’t buy that Bradley didn't like the first one...well maybe. Did I mention that? Bob said Joe didn't like it. ? I’m so sick of people lying. I’ll trust Bob for now.   6:00 PM - 6:00 AM, Friday - Saturday, August 16th - 17th, 1996: SHOW 171 Whew. I’m tired. Don’t think Munch thinks I like doing his show. He’s kind of right, but he is a good guy. And I enjoy it. Did The Boyles. Got finished just before 10:00 and then Leon got there. He’s producing since Angela is out of town. Family Reunion. (Sigh). Amazing. He did a great job. Then another one of my friends came over to help because he thought I needed it and brought one of his friends. I felt bad because you’re not supposed to have guests, but they left in the first hour. Great night and tons of calls. I mean tons. Packed until 3. Then a great Trivia hour, and an easy rest of the show. Leon was happy to be able to do this, and I enjoyed showing him how the station worked. Can’t say how much the show just kicked butt. It did. Very fast and smooth. Feel like I’ve put in a long day, and I have. Now I get to go to the Fair at 2:00. ZZZ...goodnight.   2:00 PM - 4:00 PM, Saturday, August 17th, 1996: Sold a CD, interviewed the voice of Sebastian from The Little Mermaid! The real guy. Name is Sam Wright. He was nice... manager was a dick. The remote didn’t work the last drop-in. Made me look like a fool, but it wasn’t my fault. Ahh, well. Then proceeded to blow about $20 winning a prize for Burgundie. Fair games suck.   11:30 PM - 7:30 AM, Saturday - Sunday, August 17th - 18th, 1996: SHOW 172 Boy was I tired. Then Glenn called about abortion and Pow...2 full hours with lines packed. It was awesome. Then at the 2:00 hour we talked about a variety of things, then Play it By Ear. And get this it was over at 3:38! So we played old trivia songs for awhile. It was fun. Then the Face-Off, and some more talk. Same old... John produced again for me tonight. Funny, Leon is the best producer out of all of them. I screwed up a lot tonight. Word flubs, board errors. I’m telling you, if you’re the least bit tired you lose your edge. After the show I went in and made a song to the tune of our new weather sounder, it’s amazing how cheesy and popish our jingles are now, and my song should prove it. A quick weekend, and now for a week of writing and preparing for my 9 day stint. :-) I love filling in for Cannon. It shows his listeners how good I am. I love it, I love it, I love it...   11:30 PM - 2:15 AM, Sunday - Monday, August 18th - 19th, 1996: (Sigh) So Cannon tells me that I have to stop getting so close to my callers. FUCK YOU old man. Cannon, you have to stop being such an asshole to your callers. He says I socialize too much with them. You see, sometimes people call in to his show just to talk to me. It’s not keeping callers from going on, and many times I'm able to talk them into going on with Cannon. But it was his tone that pissed me off. The condescending tone and the fatherly advice shit. You suck Cannon. God it's not like me to be mean but he leaves little choice sometimes.   5:45 PM - 6:15 PM, Monday, August 19th, 1996: Produced Munch instead of running the board. While I produced, I did a satire on the Macarena entitled The Macaroni. It took 3 hours, but was worth it. It’s incredibly funny. I’ll premere it this Saturday. Well, that’s about it. Bye.