I haven’t spoken into a microphone for nine days.
Last night, Alexis and I went to Three Floyds for some ramen soup, cod, Wisconsin cheese curds and, of course, a Zombie Dust. Old Nick Floyd finally got it right with all the people waiting to get in. If you download the Yelp app, you can sit in your car until they text you. Beats standing on the tundra waiting for your name to be called.
Yesterday, we broadcasted from three locations in the Chicago area:
Let’s talk about method.
When the five of us sit down to take in My Radio Life, perhaps we’re merely participating in a Sociological experiment.
Here’s our new marketing slogan –
We’ve merged the tradition of WJOB with technology and students to make magic.
Or something like that. At some point I’ll turn to marketing. Maybe it will be this semester. I’m taking Marketing in college. That should count for something.