I’ve gotten to know the customized message alert tone of my 11-year-old daughter’s IPOD pretty well since her grandfather bought it for her 16 months ago. It has become just another routine, household sound , much like the tick of our coffee table clock, the creak of the kitchen door, or the frequent snort from the family bulldog. More times than… read more

And then there were sixteen. So far, the 2013 NCAA men’s basketball tournament has been pleasantly burdensome. My home has felt less like a place of decompression, and more like the main trading floor at 11 Wall Street. The phones have been non-stop, with hours of excited, incoherent, Bud Light-fueled gibberish logged from friends and… read more

We all know California is widely known for its breathtaking coastline. Destinations such as Monterey,Venice, Laguna Beach, Carmel, Huntington Beach, Point Reyes, Santa Barbara and Point Loma, are all visited by millions of people every year. As great as these spots are, I’ve come to realize in recent years that the true hidden gem in this great state… read more

This morning began just like any other. I arrived at work shortly after five o’clock to prepare for my air shift. This generally consists of downloading various show content, researching local events, scanning for celebrity misadventures, and compiling my daily list of outlandish, nationally-trending stories. “Man Shoots Self In Groin With Flare Gun,” “Woman Pulls Semi-Automatic At Chucky E. Cheese,” “Florida Teen… read more

The generic wall calendar in my office, which hangs from a tired, blemished, solo purple push pin, doubles as both my organizer and rolodex. It has rescued me from countless mental omissions. Throughout the course of a work day, I probably lift my head to it with the same frequency a carnival High Striker operator does to the bell… read more