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Media knuckleheads, hysterics, and hustlers love to produce junk pieces about the "death" of this and the "end" of that.
On several occasions I have written about the fictional death of television.
Now it's time to pay some attention to another supposedly dead medium -- radio.
The first time radio died was 1952 when Billboard magazine declared, "Radio is dead..with The Lone Ranger and Jack Benny gone to TV, bye-bye radio."
The second time it died was in 2005 when Wired magazine proclaimed "The End Of Radio."
Of course, we are quite used to digital maniacs declaring the death of everything they can't click on. But when are we going to make these idiots pay for their mistakes? When are they going to be held accountable for the nonsense they engender?
Let's take a look at how dead radio is.
Sound dead to you?
I grew up in Colorado and I go out there a few times a year to chill and see friends and family. This time I got together with two of my best friends from school, Rich and Mike, and a girl that I used to have a crush on, Lori, who has been my friend since I was 19.
Rich is on the left. He's the big mega-millionaire who used to be the largest custom-home builder in Dallas. You can imagine the kind of money he was pulling down. He retired and lives down the road from Jessica Beil's cabin in Salida, Colorado.

Later we went out to the Air Force Falcon's football game. No one wanted to go cuz it was snowing, but they all gave in eventually. Except Mike. Who probably was the smartest of us all.


Sunday morning, this is what I woke up to in my backyard.


It was great to get away, but of course, I missed something cool Carson did. He went to the Lowrey Nature Center and learned about birds. Here's a quick video of him holding a chickadee that had been somehow hypnotized into going to sleep.
Susan and I took the kids to Biaggi's last night for dinner because Allison loves mussels. So since I won't see her for a few days I wanted to spoil her. And they have the paper tableclothes. So I got a crayon and drew her picture while she drew mine. Yep, neither of use are too good at drawing.


You be the judge...Does Chris look happy or would you say more "stunned" in these photos? Hint: Anyone who kisses with their eyes open may be thinking something other than "I love you!"



Here's the ring, BTW. Is it safe? Or will I have to give it to them? They have two weeks to get married or they forfeit the ring.

And here's something there can be no doubt about. Kids make the cutest darn things. Carson had an assignment to decorate a potato like a head.

And finally, if you love Conservativism, self-reliance and personal accountability, you'll love this video. If you're liberal, I still love you, but you won't like it as much.
When I was 17, I saw my first concert ever. Kiss. It was to my little 17 year old mind, absolutely incredible. I'd never seen anything like it. Since then I've seen Kiss, I think about 7 times. And I saw them again Saturday night at Target Center. They were amazing. Especially considering Gene Simmons is 60, and Paul Stanley can't be far behind. Yeah, Ace and Peter have been replaced, but it still rocked. And I loved the part where Paul said, "If you think we're gonna give you some message tonight about who you should vote for, or about the environment, you're at the wrong damn show!" Thanks, cuz yeah, who needs some ******-hat from Coldplay or U2 giving us their high-school dropout mentality opinion on things that really matter? Shut up and rock my face off. They did.





Earlier in the day, Allison and I went to the Gophers game. Yeah, it sucked that they lost, but it really was a good game. At least is wasn't a boring 45-3 blowout.

And who did I run into there? Wilson, our old assistant producer! Love that girl!
