- 2:40 AM, Wednesday, May 1st,
- I made the decision tonight to
drop out of college to pursue my career in the music
business, as well as put all of my efforts into my
- I am scared out of my
- I know this is the right
choice. That is not what I doubt. A degree at this
point will mean nothing for the two careers I want. My
dream, and my fall back. My fear comes in the simple
fears we all have. Can I make it. I have no excuses
now. This is it. It is the middle of week 6 at school.
I will finish this quarter, and end up with a 3.034
for my 2 years there. Simply astounding with as little
time as I spend. If I told some of the counselors
there, they simply would not believe me. How 'bout
this for a stat. Haven't read anything, from any book,
since fall quarter freshman year. My Comp & Lit.?
Nothing. An all reading class, and I BS'd my way
through the whole thing. That was actually pretty fun
I must admit, but the classes were horrible. I'm
excited that now I don't have to worry about that
"hit" melody that I get in the middle of class. Now I
just have to worry about life.
- I told my dad, he knew this was
coming. I told my mom, she was a little more
surprised. Told me how rammy my decisions are, and how
I'll understand how wrong this is in 10 years. I told
her in 10 years she'll understand this was right. If
this was all I accomplished in life, I wouldn't mind.
Knowing I'm doing this at 20 now...it would bum me
out, but I'm headed in the right direction. It's a
whole new chapter in life, and I'm definitely nervous.
I will make the most of it. Need to tell my
grandmother on my mom's side, and the one I'm really
worried about...Bill White. I don't want him to be
upset with me. I might hold off for awhile. More
later, this could get interesting.
- 1:45 AM, Thursday, May 2nd,
- Well now my grandmother knows.
Took it quite well. In fact seems fine with it.
Realizes I'm an adult and can make my own
choices...how nice. It's still too odd to me. I am
doin' somethin' BIG. I'm pretty nervous, and I pretty
much never want to sit in class again. But I need to
get at least C's and a B, or I'll be below a 3.0.
Can't have that. Even if I never go back. Can't be
below a 3.0. May be telling Bill tomorrow. More than
likely it'll be Friday.
- 11:00 PM - 6:00 AM, Friday -
Saturday, May 3rd - 4th, 1996: SHOW 132
- A goddamn Reds game went until
1:30. Alright, the big scoop: CD's didn't come out,
Jack Nicholson couldn't do #100, and I'm not returning
to school in the fall. So overwhelmingly disappointing
on the Jack front. I did a 3 minute skit like a game
show called "Disappoint
Our Listeners" talking
about all the news. Some sort of breach of contract
with Nicholson, but my gut feeling is that Angela is
lying. It's such a tough call. I can't imagine she
would be, but my gut is rarely wrong when it comes to
lying. The show went well considering. It was pulling
teeth until about 3:15, and then BD drew them in. Had
to make out a graph in order to do the BD hour
correctly. Worked perfect. 4:00 hour was strong, and I
had 15 spots at 5! 15! I couldn't believe it. I never
have spots. It felt like that's all I did. Show ended
up well, but still bummed about my 3 disappointments.
Actually relieved about school. I can concentrate on
talk radio and the music business.
- 10:30 PM - 7:00 AM, Saturday
- Sunday, May 4th - 5th, 1996: SHOW 133
- Bad. Really bad. Cannon would
have left. One call first hour. Didn't play music
though. Somehow made it. Glenn saved me at 1:45. That
went til 3. Got the tape that John and Jane's show
where they promoted my big Brushes with Fame 100
night. Embarrassing they plugged it so much and
nothing happened. Slow night played music the last
half hour. Show was filled with some good bits. It was
great, after the horrible first hour Gary called up
and said "Thinkin' of stayin' in school?" Made me
laugh. Hopefully my CD's are in this week (knock knock
knock), if not, I'll be mad. Fuck, I'm mad
- 11:00 PM - 2:15 AM, Sunday -
Monday, May 5th - 6th, 1996:
- OH MY GOD. As a teaser "Cannon
lies to my face". Anyway, I tell KP about what Cannon
did and she isn't too surprised. Then Cannon brings it
up at 1:00 break and explains how it was a skit that
blew up in his face because I wasn't listening. ?!? I
tried to explain to him that I had been listening the
entire time, but the janitor came in to talk to me,
and I turned down the volume. He kept throwin' back at
me. I finally said...why did you do that in the first
place Steve? Do you know how bad that sounds to the
audience? Then, after more of this banter, he says he
was in his office the entire time. I looked him dead
in the eye and said: "No you weren't, I searched the
entire building for you, and ya weren't there."
Stammering and shaken he says: "Well maybe I was in
the bathroom..." Later on, I ask him why he had his
coat on then... he says HE DIDN'T. HOW CAN HE POSSIBLY
FUCKIN' LIE ABOUT THIS? He plain and simple said he
didn't. Obviously he wishes that I didn't see him in
it, but he can't deny it...yet he did... What the
hell. I was lookin' him dead in the eye, and with a
nervous type of laugh he said: "It was on the back of
my chair...I had it with me." He was really scramblin'
at this point..I thought he was gonna lose it. It was
really....cool. Anyway, to help him out I stopped it
before his hole got any bigger by saying: "Steve,
obviously we saw two different things..." And I went
back into the producer's rooom. Amazing. THEN at the
2:00 break as I'm getting spots. He sits down to talk
to me, and I sit at the mic. He says he thinks I'm
making "...motherfuckin' heroes out of the callers."
Little does he realize, that he hasn't put Glenn and
the guy who was fighting with him on hold, they can
hear all of this. I was brimmin' from
EAR TO EAR inside. He goes off on them, and
I simply said that in no way does my show effect his
show because he runs it soooo diferently. He then
realizes they can hear us and freaks out and reaches
over and puts them in hold. I cannot wait to talk to
Glenn about this on Friday...HA fuckin' HA. He went
off some more, and I explained that all he's doin' is
making more tension between us on and off the air than
needed. I told him I defended him on the air, but he's
makin' it more and more difficult. Overall, I was glad
to get out of there.