One
of the many reasons I became a writer is that I got tired of being
fired as a disc jockey. Today marks the 38th anniversary of the last
time I signed off my show with “see you tomorrow” and was never heard from again. This is a blog tradition: the anniversary of the Christmas I was fired.
1974, I’m Beaver Cleaver on KSEA, San Diego, playing “The Night Chicago
Died” and “Billy
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