10:30 PM - 5:00 AM, Monday - Tuesday, March 17th - 18th, 1997: So I’m telling Steve about the topics Mary Jo and I talked about, right? And he said, yeah that’ll be a good thing to talk about at midnight after my guest. I walked out. Are you fucking kidding me? I Had no clue once again. It’s almost comical at this point. His accountant. And I obviously I wouldn’t have called him since it was Steve’s personal accountant, but I should at least FUCKIN’ KNOW ABOUT IT! I was in no mood to yell at dumb-fuck again. The guest stayed on for 2 hours, which was about 1 hour too long. Around 12:45 this lady calls up again and won’t give her name or where she’s calling from. So I hang up. This goes on for about an hour. No shit. Finally she yells "BROKEN FOOT!" (a regular caller)...."And where are you calling from?" "I don’t have to tell you." Godbye again. Finally she calls up and I ask what she wants to talk about. "Whatever Steve wants. The ‘universe’" She obviously thinks I’m harassing her by asking her these questions. "You’re not a very good screener..." "Actually maam I am, and that’s why you’re not getting on." Hang up again. The next time she calls I just put her on hold and told Steve what was going on. There were enough calls that it didn’t matter. With one minute left he goes to her and lets her slam me then goes to the news. I was LIVID and fuckin screamed at him. She says: "Well obviously Adam is very young and inexperienced. He needs a little more maturity." Cannon says: "Well I asked his wife and she’ll disagree on the experienced part." Real funny Steve. She goes off on me and he says thank you and goes to the news. "Steve, I fuckin’ told you that she was harassing me for an hour, and that she wouldn’t give me her name or anything, why would you let that go over the air?" "Uh, I put her in her place, don’t feel bad." I wanted to punch him in the face. ‘Cept I don’t wanna touch him. Jesus Christ was I livid.   10:30 PM - 5:00 AM, Tuesday - Wednesday, March 18th - 19th, 1997: I won’t even write out the form of Darryl’s memo. I’m now on 11-2 on Saturday. Of course it’s THIS Saturday, so no one will no I’m on, and now I am down to 5 on-air hours. I am more than depressed. I don’t know what to do and Cannon just fuckin’ annoys the hell out of me. Anyway, Mary Jo said she’d talk to Steve and then I got a letter in my box that all 4 of us (Darryl) would have a meeting next week. Heh heh. This’ll be awesome. Cannon was paranoid as hell. "Do you know what this is about????" I kept saying no. He asked me like 15 times. I was smiling every time. What a loser. "Maybe ‘cause you’re a FUCKIN ASSHOLE. Yeah, that may be it. Then he says he can’t go. Alright. That’ll look good. He brought up the meeting on the air. "Looks like your kindly Uncle Steve is in trouble..." STOP WITH THE PITY CALLS MAN. "I’m the King of Trivia though they don’t let me do it anymore....or...EVERY LINE IS AVAILABLE, I suck, help me." I’m sick of it. He’ll make a good chapter in my book someday. Heh heh.   10:30 PM - 6:00 AM, Wednesday - Thursday, March 19th - 20th, 1997: Steve was Steve, but oh my god, I fell asleep during Art Bell. From about 5:15 to 5:55!!! I totally missed the bottom of the hour break. There's still national comercials so no dead air but WOW was I out cold. Scariest moment in the history of radio for me. It was semi-funny though. Corby’s also pretty awesome. Very respectful and nice. One of the first people who I’d consider a big guy, he was talked about quite a bit when I first came here, that when I met him he’s treated me very well. Thank you John, you have me on your side now. Forever. That’s all it takes. COOL! Meeting with Darryl tomorrow it should be a good one.   3:30 PM - 5:00 PM, Thursday, March 20th, 1997: Meeting #9. This was good. He told me what to do last time and I did it. We listened to the beginning of Saturday’s show, and it rocked. He gave me some good tips and told me to watch my ennunciation. I told him how I felt I was being more conversational and didn’t want to sound like an announcer and he said, "I don’t mean Cannon shit, just be succinct with your words, erase the extranneous words and pronounce things carefully." He’s right and I will. Lots of concentration on that. It was a nice meeting. I will trust him, and I’ve basically put my show in his lap, really because he’s asked for it you know? He’ll lead me. It’s a good test for me to see if I’m disciplined enough to pull off what he asks. I think I am. Ooh, I can feel the word "growing" coming into the story. Really digs the music, he always asks questions about how I do it. He’s on my side. Just have to keep telling him that. I asked him about my promos and he apologized. He had it wrong on his sheet. He marked it off right then. I’m pumped. He asked about Cannon and I told him the whole story, he’s gonna whale on him on Monday. Hee hee. Steve needs to be beaten upside the head. I offered my hand. :-)   10:30 PM - 5:00 AM, Thursday - Friday, March 20th - 21st, 1997: Boy was I ready to have this week over. I think this is the end of week 9. Jesus. If I keep counting like this, I will never be able to deal with him. He went 90 minutes without a call which I found pretty damn funny. He’s so pathetic sometimes. He then garnered his pity calls. Honestly people are so sick of listening to him, they call him up just for something to listen to. LUHOOOSER. You know, all of my entries have been the same. Cannon sucks. That’s about it. Whew, these suck. I may just do one entry for the whole week from now on.   9:00 PM - 2:00 AM, Saturday - Sunday, March 22nd - 23rd, 1997: SHOW 238 Another great show. A bunch of callers. Lots of laughs. I felt really good. Read those last 4 sentences like Steven Wright, because that’s how I’m thinking it. This is so mundane. These shows have whooped ass, and the public is responding, but Darryl decides I should be on less. 11-2 was sooo freakin’ short. (Sigh) Got 27 new people online!! Can you believe that?? Everyone kept recruiting people. It was cool. Of course they didn’t recruit them from the Ohio room. (Sigh) So Phil in Nevada is now a member. Great. But the show rocked. What more is there to say. OOOHH and Darryl’s answering the phones for me next week!!!! He’ll get to hear the entire show, and he’ll probably be on the air too. That’s nifty. I gotta make the show rock. I’m pumped. I’m on this winning streak man. Darryl will now HAVE to notice. I hope.   7:30 PM - 11:00 PM, Sunday, March 23rd, 1997: SHOW 239 The winning streak isn’t over, but tonight’s 10:00 - 10:30 sucked. The 9:00 hour was awesome and quick moving, and the last half-hour was pretty cool, but that one half-hour I seemed unprofessional. At least in my mind you know? Of course that’s what Darryl heard. Oh well, I’m only concerned about one show, and one show only...NEXT SATURDAY with Darryl. That’s big. REALLY big. The show tonight was really good though. I can’t complain. Cannon called on his cell phone, and he made a total boob of himself. He called back ‘cause he didn’t know I had hung up on him before. He was talking for another 3 or 4 minutes, and it just became pretty boring. I don’t know how he could’ve done that in the short time that he was on, but he did. SO I PLAYED THE SNORING CART AND BOMBED him. My god it was fun. That’s about all that happened which one could consider log-worthy. I bombed Steve Cannon. I fuckin' love it. Now back to the SHIT LIFE for the next 4 days.