I LOVE being on the radio, and it's all I ever wanted to do since I was a kid! So here I am living my dream, playing the music that I love! I'm married with 2 great kids. My son Jackson is 13 and my daughter Lauren is 10, and we're a tight little family unit! We go for walks and bike rides together, and we love to go for weekend trips. At our house, every Friday night is "Pizza and Star Trek Night" when we watch TV and have pizza delivered! I think everybody has one geeky obsession, and mine is the space program! No, I'm not a real astronaut, but I like to read about them , and have met most of my heroes, the US astronauts from the 60's and 70's.
I've worked in radio for 25 years, and have loved every minute of it! My wife's name is Lisa and we have two kids, ages 10 and 13. I'll be telling you a lot more about them on my show! We love to go for bike rides and weekend trips. We've gotten our kids hooked on old TV shows like "The Brady Bunch," "Star Trek," and "Batman," and every Friday night we have a pizza delivered and watch a great old show! I love to play hockey, and I read a lot about the US space program! Big fan of the 60's and 70's era astronauts! It was either astronaut or deejay for me, and, well, here I am!
THIS is what I imagined my astronaut costume was going to look like! Back then you couldn't just go down to Party City and buy a realistic astronaut costume. You had to make it yourself with scissors and Scotch Tape and boxes and paint and no parental supervision whatsoever.
For the helmet, I cut a hole in a big cardboard ice-cream bucket. Perfect! For the body, I found a long, thin cardboard box, in which I cut arm and neck holes.
I got DOWN our front steps to meet my group of friends just fine. Problem was that at the first house I realized something important: I couldn't get up the steps. The cardboard box "spacesuit" was too tight around my legs and waist. My friends hopped up the steps to get their candy, and ran off to the next home, while I, the lost, lonely astronaut stood at the bottom of the step in the darkness of space, holding my bag out hoping they'd notice me. They didn't. After a couple houses I gave up and went home.
I changed into to that all time great desperation costume, "bum" or "hobo." By the way, I confess to using the words "bum" or "hobo"in my youth, which I now regret deeply. "Cleanliness Challenged" is, I believe the preferred tearm today.
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