Although no longer a puppy, Walter seems unhappy that he is sidelined during the Puppy Bowl.

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I was truly surprised yesterday to hear that the Grammys were on, as it seems that CBS put zero effort in to promoting the event. That, or maybe I just missed the commercials. I only watch two CBS shows, and I DVR them both. One is The Big Theory; a show about a delightful group of nerds trying to keep their IQ’s from getting in the way of their love lives, and the other is Survivor; a show about bikini-clad women starving themselves in the jungle for 40 days while it continuously rains on them. Oh, and it’s in HD.

Regardless, I caught wind of the awards in time to set the DVR to capture them, and did not miss the 2010 Grammy awards, although I kind of wish I did. I will say that DVR is the greatest thing to happen to awards style shows, as you can not only fast forward all the commercials, but you can skip right past all the bad speeches and performances. Then, when something like Pink in a skintight body suit suspended above the entire audience spinning uncontrollably catches your eye, you can hit play and enjoy the madness. It takes a three hour marathon of boredom and turns it into a nice 45 minute capsule.

The was even a portion of the Grammy’s in 3-D, which I became very excited about having retained my own pair of 3-D glasses from my weekend screening of Avatar. However, they must have been using some retro 3-D technology, as my glasses only made it harder to see. On a side note, Avatar is one of the greatest movies I have ever seen.

Lady GaGa gives me nightmares, Taylor Swift isn’t a great live singer, Fergie has a futuristic beav, Jamie Foxx is an idiot, Stevie Nicks is cool, Green Day meets Rent was bizarre, Jeff Beck still rocks, everyone tries to kiss Jay-Z’s ass, and Beyonce really wants us to think we’re going to see up her skirt. That’s pretty much the extent of what I took from the Grammy Awards.

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I know that Kanye West is currently A-1 on the FBI's Biggest Douche List. Well, he might have relinquished the top spot to Jay Leno. After all, deliberately disrupting a friend's lifelong dream (Conan's dream of hosting the Tonight Show) is much worse than drunkenly ruining Taylor Swift's speech for an award she didn't care about.

Regardless of Kanye's current ranking, I'm going to attempt to exonerate him. Or at the very least, plea bargain him back into acceptability. I know, I know. The evidence is stacked against Mr. West. But our collective short memories that caused us to forget Kanye's cultural significance will also allow the Taylor Swift incident to eventually be forgotten. It's the same short-term retentiveness that allows Mel Gibson back in action movies, Marv Albert back on TNT and will eventually put Tiger back on top. Time passed and they're good at what they do. In American pop culture there's a formula. Time + Talent=Forgiveness. If Kanye can regain his cool, he's got a chance to be welcomed back into our arms.
Why am I defending Kanye? Three reasons.

1.) The music
We have reached a point of total exposure. Unprecedented coverage of stars' lives and immediate posting of any transgressions on youtube can bring any celebrity down a notch. Some might even drop several notches if, say, you're dumb enough to embarrass yourself on a live awards show. There is a window into the personal lives of stars that past generations never experienced. In a span of a year, you might hear about a celebrity sucking face with any clubgoer who has tongue(Lohan), getting arrested at a Walgreens(LaBeouf) or sharing a misguided thought about politics(Jolie, Baldwin, Penn and any other self-important professional actor who mistakes him or herself for Thomas Paine). It's enough to make you forget why they're famous in the first place.
When it comes down to it, there's a reason that Kanye should be remembered when his time on this earth is done: He's an extraordinarily talented and noteworthy rapper that tremendously influenced music during his prime.

2.) Chi-City
L.A. had Snoop and Dr. Dre. New York had Jay Z, Nas and 50. Atlanta had Outkast and Ludacris. Detroit had Eminem. Heck, even small cities like New Orleans, Cleveland and St. Louis had big name stars of note (Cash Money Millionaires, Bone Thugs & Harmony and Nelly, respectively).
Finally Chicago had a King in the rap game. Hip-hop was around for way too long, being dominated by New York, L.A. and even Atlanta MCs, without having one of the toughest, most gangsta cities making its mark. Sure, there was undeniable talent in the form of Do-Or-Die and Twista. There was also the R. in R&B. But even with the transcendent talent of R. Kelly, Chicago was lacking an actual rapper with industry-wide recognition and influence. Then there was Kanye, with a style and presence so unique it transformed the entire genre. He exploded on the scene, taking hip-hop to places it had never been before; and it was obvious things would never be the same. Kanye, with Common at his side, defined Chicago rap and made the Windy City the center of the hip-hop world for the middle part of a decade. And he remembered where he came from. The pride he had for his hometown was evident and he boasted the way any proud Chicagoan would. He wrote love songs about Chicago. "I'm coming home again..."
Bottom line is Kanye was an ambassador for the city; and a great one at that. The devotion in his rhymes was genuine and it came across. Don't think for a minute that people around the globe didn't notice and think: Wow, imagine how grand that city must be that it could inspire such passion.

3.) Cultural Significance

Kanye has the instinct to speak his mind. Understatement? Yes. This instinct gets him in trouble. He says and does crazy things. He lets his emotions take over at public events. And he takes MTV awards seriously. We saw this manifest itself when he ambushed Taylor Swift at the MTV VMAs. Embarrassing. But you can't blame Kanye for following his instict. It has served him well in the past. In fact, it was a powerful weapon that separated him from the crowd. Recently it seems as if the weight of fame and tragedy(the death of his mother) caused this power to become unwieldy.
Yet speak his mind that got Kanye in trouble at the 2009 VMAs had previously inspired his finest moment:

"George Bush Doesn't Care About Black People"

A seven word sentence that resonated with Americans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. For days, we all watched as mother nature destroyed a historic city. There was 24-hour news coverage of the devastation. Helicopters took video of human beings trapped on rooftops, bodies floating and hoards of suddenly homeless people fighting to survive. I know this is all common knowledge, nothing new, but let's review anyway, shall we?

Then there was President Bush on vacation on his Texas ranch. He was briefed by federal disaster officials on Sunday August 28th, 2005. They warned him that Katrina could breach the levees. Our President asked zero questions during the briefing, but assured everyone, "We are prepared."

On Monday the 29th, the levee broke.

On Tuesday the 30th, Bush played golf. Later in the day, he made a speech about the war effort in Iraq. During the speech, he announced he was cutting his vacation short to return to Washington. Which he did, one day later.

On Wednesday the 31st, Air Force One did a flyover of the disaster area on the way back to D.C.

Bush finally visited the affected areas on Friday, declaring that New Orleans would rise again.

Then there was the celebrity-infused fundraiser. The thought was nice and it was a monetary success. Adam Sandler answered phones, Sheryl Crow performed and Chris Tucker implored watchers to contribute. Despite the genuine effort, the entire program had the usual Hollywood stink of pretension that accompanies any public gathering of the rich and famous. There was one exception. In a moment that will go down in youtube history,(not just for the eventual hilarity of Kanye's fortuitous juxtaposition with Mike Myers) Kanye spoke his mind. Part of the reason it was so shocking was the fact that Kanye's statement surfaced amongst repetitive, scripted, "TGIF"-friendly words spewed mindlessly by professional gloom bearers. Kanye ignored the cue cards and said something real; what he was actually feeling. As the networks scrambled to cut away and the pundits laughed at Mike Myers' sideways glance, I have to believe that many African-Americans thought to themselves: Fuck yeah, finally somebody had the guts to say it. Flooding victims of every race were downright angry with the government's response and had every right to be. If they weren't busy trying to stay alive, I'll bet it would've been refreshing to hear somebody badger the President for his lack of action.

As a white guy, watching the inhumanity of Hurricane Katrina from afar caused me to feel as if I had glimpsed true first-hand coverage of racial inequity in our government's treatment of people, something that I, for the most part, had previously only read in history books and seen played out in Dave Chappelle skits.

Long story short, Kanye is part of history. Sadly, he's fallen from grace. Kanye went from mouthpiece for those suffering to someone that Barack Obama called "a jackass". Ouch.

But does he really deserve to have comic points scored off him by the likes of Taylor Lautner while hosting SNL? We're talking about someone who's main accompishment is taking his shirt off in a movie that Roger Ebert said "takes the tepid achievement of "Twilight" (2008), guts it, and leaves it for undead. You know you're in trouble with a sequel when the word of mouth advises you to see the first movie twice instead."

The 90's equivalent of this would be Fabio openly mocking Chuck D.

Kanye can turn public perception around, if he tries. And I think enough time has passed that we can forgive him for interrupting one of Taylor Swift's 250 award speeches in 2009. It's not as if he interrupted Martin Scorcese's Oscar speech or a mentally handicapped kid winning an ESPY.

So here's hoping we can welcome Kanye back...as long as he doesn't do anything stupid. Which, I'm sure, will be no problem for him.

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Brendan and I will be recording a new podcast tonight, weirdly enough, at Brendan's place. I'm not going to lie, I'm a bit nervous as to what sort of things I might find over there, but hopefully he has closeted all the dead bodies and his collection of soiled women's panties so that I have somewhere to sit. Just kidding, I know Brendo likes to keep a nice tidy house-he is after all the guy who taught me how to clean a shower by doing a dance on top of a lot of Ajax. It revolutionized the way I look at home cleaning.

We're going to try our best to be 'live', but I could see the Internet being something Brendan easily lives without. He just prints the pages of HollywooodTuna.com at the local library, binds them, and takes them home for the week's reading. Regardless, the show will be available for podcast later tonight, so stay tuned!

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My band, Pet Lions, is playing at Schubas this Thursday night. We go on at 9pm. Click here for more info.

If nothing else, come for the mac and cheese, stay for some Pet Lions.

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Sorry for the lack of activity lately, and no, the podcast has not once again disbanded. Brendan and I have just been a little busy as of late, and haven't been able to make our schedules align, which sucks. We've been having a lot of fun getting things going again, and hope you will bare with us until we can settle into a nice, cozy winter routine. Brendan and his legendary softball team are approaching the end of their storied season, which should free up some week night time for us. If I were them, I'd throw the games just so I wouldn't have to stand out in the cold and rainy weather trying to catch 16-inch balls with my bare hands....but that's just me.

Be sure to check back with us, and we'll keep you updated on when we'll be cranking out new shows. If we can't squeeze one out this week, we'll increase our fiber intake. Just kidding. If we can't squeeze a show out this week, we'll definitely get one in early next week. It's just a matter of time before we figure this thing out, and Mad Dog and Dr. Rhubarb can prosper once again. Thanks for your patience.

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There's a new podcast up for your listening pleasure. You can stream it here by clicking the big red 'Listen' button to the right, or you can download it from the 'podcast' section. Why not make it even easier on yourself, and just subscribe in iTunes? Then you'll automatically get any new shows we release as soon as they become available!

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Tonight's show is now available for download right here, or grab it on iTunes!

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The Bears game definitely sucked last night, no two ways about that one. I'm not sure what Jay Cutler was up to last night, but I think (hope) it was merely some week 1 jitters. Not only did our QB suck, but throw in an injured Urlacher out for the rest of the season, and we're back to the same old Bear's football we all know and....hate.

Many are concerned that the Bears might not have the wide-receivers a Jay Cutler needs to get the job done, and to them, I humbly offer my services. I've already begun a rigorous training regiment to get my body up to speed and game day ready, and it just so happens camera crews were there to document some of my preseason action against brothers Patrick and Michael Dahl. A diving catch in the asphalt end-zone resulted in some scrapes and bruises, and a collision with a car could have easily led to a minor concussion, but I play the only way I know how...all out.

Child, please!

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The cable guy was at my apartment this morning juicin' me up, and by that, I don't mean shooting steroids into my ass. No, he was merely re-installing the cable service that I cancelled just months ago. In fact, if you look hard enough, you can find a very self-righteous, sanctimonious Matt Dahl declaring his separation from cable, attempting to seem as though he could exist in a world without hundreds of unneeded channels and useless movies on demand. That, my friends, was a lie, and I don't know what the hell I was thinking back then.

I thought with the Network TV switch to digital signal, my antenna would be able to pick up free HD programming over the air. However, the signals are not nearly strong enough, and I can't watch a program with out it cutting out every 5 seconds. The signal always come in perfectly when I don't need it, and never works when I do. Like last night...I could not, for the life of me, get the football game on NBC to tune in...however, I have absolutely no troubles with the Jimmy Fallon signal. I hate Jimmy Fallon, so it's really a slap in the face. I assume it's probably because nobody else is watching him, so maybe I'm getting the majority of those waves to myself...

With the confidence of my cable coming this morning, I might have lost my temper with the antenna last night, and hurled at the wall after reaching my breaking point with choppy Al Michael's audio.... It works just as horribly as it did before.

Cable, to thee I say, welcome back old friend. Let's pretend this never happened.

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Just wanted to give you all the heads up that Brendan and I have plans to return to the wires next Wednesday night, 9/16. We'll stream the show live at 7pm, and it will be available as a podcast shortly there after.

A lot has happened since our last show, including Brendan's adoption of a small Ethiopian child he calls 'Shilohpax', whom I can't wait to meet. He and Walter should get along swimmingly.

So be sure and join us next Wednesday night, or grab the podcast!

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My band just purchased a van, so that is pretty sweet. Almost instantly, it procured the name 'Catface', which is not only delightful to say, but also very appropriate. The front kind of looks like a cat's face, and we are Pet Lions, so 'cat' just kind of makes sense. We're pretty excited because having a set of wheels will allow us to venture away from Chicago on random weekends and attempt to plant a seed in other towns...and by that I don't mean fathering children.

This weekend we are playing in Des Moines on Friday, Kansas City on Saturday, and Champaign-Urbana on Sunday. After that, we're playing at Schubas on 8/26, so you should definitely be there. If you're not sure what we sound like, download our EP free of charge on our website.

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People always ask me what I do on a daily basis for Mr. Skin, usually assuming we just sit around and look at boobs all day. Actually, they're not too far off, but unfortunately, that's not ALL it is. We sit around and look at butts, too. But seriously, with the rest of the Mr Skin production team, I produce videos such as these for our current countdown of the Top 100 Greatest Celebrity Nude Scenes of All Time!

You can check out the complete list by clicking here. Each set of 10 has an accompanying video.

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My band, Pet Lions, is now giving away our debut EP, Soft Right! All you have to do is log on to our website and sign up for the mailing list. After subscribing, you'll receive an email with download instructions. That last sentence was very top secret sounding. "Upon receipt of the digital transmission, you will receive detailed instructions with proper protocol and procedure for downloading the highly sensitive information. This message will self-destruct." I threw in a little Inspector Gadget there at the end, just for fun.

Summer is flying by this year, and I feel as though I've barely hit the beach in my American flag speedo. I also don't think we've had a day over 90 degrees, but I might be wrong. I have however attended a motorcycle rally in Sturgis. Not the actual Sturgis, but Sturgis, Kentucky. It was a pretty surreal experience... I rode 900 miles in 48 hours on my Yamaha V-Star 250, and my ass has just started to regain sensitivity. It was red for almost three days. The rally itself was a bit...weird...but the riding was beautiful. We camped along the Ohio River, and there were some great hilly roads with plenty of twists and turns. We got to cross the river on a giant bridge, then came back across on a ferry. It was pretty bizarre to drive the bike onto a boat, and then cross a river. But it allowed us the opportunity to talk to the one-toothed man who makes furniture, and although difficult to understand at times, provided us with a great shortcut for getting home.

I was the only dude without a Harley at the rally, not to mention only a 250, but I managed to avoid being stabbed. I can't however say the same for a biker from the 'Sons of Satan' who was allegedly stabbed by one of the 'Outlaws'. I kid you not. There's something a little homoerotic about a bunch of men dressing up in matching leather and calling themselves 'The Outlaws', but I guess that's why they stab people...to set the record straight.

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Spent the day in Rock Island, Illinois yesterday recording a session with the music blog Daytrotter. They have an incredibly sweet operation where bands roll in, spend the afternoon recording a handful of songs directly to 1/4 inch tape, and then they post the sessions on their blog for free listening and download. They've had some major artists in their studios, but still give the small, struggling bands such as Pet Lions a chance. They're incredibly nice people, and it was really a fun time. I even got to throw some shit into the Mississippi River. Rock and sticks mainly. I'm not sure how long it will take for the recordings to hit their site, but I'll be sure and let you know when they're live.

I stopped off at a Love's along the way, and I must say, I truly love Love's. They have everything you could ever need on the road, from beef jerky to CB radios. There's even a shower and a laundry room in the back! Someday I'd love to knock taking a shower at Love's off my bucket list, but I'm a bit worried C-Bass might show up and have his way with me. I did however purchase a straw hat for five dollars. I'm not sure if the straw hat is really my look, but for five bucks, I couldn't say no!

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I hope everyone enjoyed their holiday weekend. I certainly did. I started mine a bit early with a trip to Summerfest on Thursday, where my band, Pet Lions, played on the U.S. Cellular stage. We had never played a 'festival' or any other kind of outdoor show, and it was definitely a very cool experience. We arrived to the festival grounds around 1:15pm, where we unloaded our gear from the car into a big truck. The truck drove our gear to the stage for us, and we followed behind in a Pet Lions shuttle. We were trying to act cool and like we belonged, but I still couldn't help but videotape the entire ride. They backed the truck right up the stage, we unloaded the gear, and began pre-setting the equipment. When the band on before us finished and the stage was clear, we begin setting our equipment and doing an abbreviated sound check. We had about 10 minutes between setting the gear and playing our set, all of which was spent chugging our two free Leinenkugels each-just to take the edge off. We started our set at 3pm, rocked it for 45 minutes or so, and then removed our gear from the stage, packed it up, and loaded it back on the truck. After saying hello to some friends and family, we were back on the shuttle heading to our gear awaiting us back by the car. The whole thing was so well orchestrated and executed, it felt like it happened in an instant.

After we loaded back up, we re-entered the festival as patrons and sought out some music, although there were a surprising number of cover bands holding down fort on most all of the stages. I guess when the admission is so cheap, you can only really afford to have the big acts at night. That didn't matter though, because the combination of beer and music people know and can sing along with is fool-proof. There was even some dancing on the tables for these bands, causing me to have to protect my cheese curds from being trampled on. I did, and they were delicious.

We stuck around for a while and enjoyed the festivities before heading to Kenosha, home of our guitar player and lead singer, Karl, for a band sleep over. There was no real reason for stopping in Kenosha and invading his family's home, seeing as how at that point we were less than an hour from home, but we did it anyway. They were incredibly hospitable, and even made a midnight beer run for us. In the morning, it was blueberry pancakes and sausage, and then back to Chicago to finally unload the gear. I have some video and pictures from the weekend, and I'll be sure to share them as soon as possible. You can also follow the band on Twitter if you'd like to stay abreast of the happenings.

**You can also check out this account of the day as recorded by friend Mark Czerniec.

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I saw Public Enemies the other night with Johnny Depp and it's incredibly awesome. I enjoyed it even though I was in the second row and still haven't been able to work the kinks out of my neck. Honestly, they shouldn't even sell tickets to movies in those seats, or at the very least, they should be half the price. I had to constantly be scanning the screen from left to right so much, I felt like I was watching a tennis match at Wimbledon. Plus, a lot of this movie was shot on a hand-held camera, and that stylistic shakiness turns into vomit inducing nausea very quickly.

I had a bit of a nightmare experience with my concessions though that got me into some trouble. My girlfriend Justine stayed back to hold our seats and I was sent to gather the snacks. For me, there's no decision to make. It's the Super Combo. You know the one....the gallon of pop with the gallon of popcorn. Can't beat it. My girlfriend however cannot simply go with the movie theater standards; she had to have pizza. Yes, pizza. Even though I was against this choice from the very beginning, I kept my yapper shut in an effort to be a good boyfriend. So after waiting the extra five minutes for the pizza to be baked, it came time to transport the snacks back to the theater. For me, this was no easy task. After carefully examining what I had to carry, the system I settled on was placing the popcorn on top of the pizza box in my left hand, giant beverage in my right hand. Things were going fairly smooth with this arrangement until the pizza box collapsed in my hand, causing two of the slices to slide out the side, and my popcorn to fall on the ground. While trying to catch the poporn, I nearly dropped the soda, and Cherry-Coke was pouring out the top. Now, I'm one of those types who is fairly concerned with coming off as cool, calm, and collected when possible, so this mishap had me rather disheveled. So, with my new bad attitude, I returned to the seats where I promised myself not to lecture Justine about how inappropriate of a movie snack pizza is, and apologize for losing two of her slices. However, upon returning, I took immediate notice of the fellow on her side who was seriously chatting her up. Not gonna happen. Not only was he trying to flirt with my girlfriend while I was out fumbling pizzas, he was talking to her about Mr. Skin, something he could have only picked up on from the Mr. Skin t-shirt she was wearing, which in my eyes equates to him staring at her chest. So needless to say, I couldn't be more irritated at this point. I shimmied my way down the row to the dead center seats we had, Cherry-Coke, popcorn, and half of a pizza in tow. When I sat down this dude actually tried to start talking to me in an effort to make his intentions seem friendly, and I just straight up ignored him. Crazy? Probably. But I was in no mood for pleasantries, especially with a dude talking to my girlfriend about what's printed across her boobs while I'm out in the lobby handling concessions. Justine got mad at me for acting like a jerk and making her feel uncomfortable, which is justified, but thankfully the lights dimmed and the movie started before I could dig myself into any deeper of a hole. Even after all this, I still loved the movie! Definitely worth the price of admission, but I'm looking forward to seeing it in the comfort of my own home on a more manageable screen. And without other dudes.

Tomorrow Pet Lions are heading to Milwaukee to play at Summerfest, the world's largest music festival! It should be a lot of fun. If you're in the area, or feel like coming out to an awesome festival, please do. We're playing Thursday on the US Cellular Stage at 3pm. For my info, check out www.summerfest.com!

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Pet Lions are headlining our first show at Metro this Friday night, and we'd more than appreciate it if you found it in your music-loving heart to come out and join us! We've been together for almost a year now, and this seems like a pretty fitting show to celebrate that milestone. This time last year we were opening up empty shows on Tuesday nights. We still do that a lot actually, we just get some sweet shows now, too.

The show is at 9pm and is 18+. Two great artists are opening: Color Radio, and Mark Mallman.

You can get in for free with this flyer. Feel free to print it out and pass it around! You can also purchase tickets in advance at www.metrochicago.com, or they're $8 at the door.

Hope to see you there!

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Had an awesome weekend in the suburbs of Detroit attending a graduation/going away party for my cousin, Andrew. He's heading to the United States Military Academy at West Point because he's an all-American badass. I work in soft-core pornography. Kind of puts it all in perspective for you. I also ended up becoming fairly inebriated, so I'm really developing nicely into the black sheep of the family. The party was great though, and featured some of the best ribs I've had in a while. If you saw the dude cooking them, you'd just know right away, he meant business.

While driving home from Detroit, I became fascinated by all the billboards for massage and health spa's along rural I-94. I can only imagine what kind of services might be provided at a place called "Happy Massage", or what one might have in store for them at "Oriental Health Spa- Open til 2am". There's literally dozens of them between Detroit and Chicago, and at some point the advertisements were so persistent, I almost considered pulling over for a therapeutic readjustment. I mean my girlfriend WAS sleeping....

Busy week getting ready for Pet Lions at Metro this Friday night!

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I watched a really cool documentary the other day called "Tom Dowd and the Language of Music". It's essentially about the dude who invited multi-track recording while working as the chief engineer for Atlantic records. It's a pretty impressive story, not only for all the innovations this guy made in recording and audio production, but he also helped invent, AND TEST!, the atomic bomb. It's a really cool film, and available on Netflix as an 'Instant View'.

There's a pretty hilarious story today about American Idol runner-up David Archuleta's dad being busted in Utah for receiving a 'happy ending' at a local massage parlor. I guess this one didn't actually end happily, as the cops raided the back room before services were completed. Not only does this dude have some legal problems now, but he's probably also suffering from a pretty serious case of blue balls. When they busted in on him, if you pardon the expression, he admitted to receiving some additional erotic services, but later, with the aid of an attorney, stated that he was receiving 'legitimate massage' for back problems. Come to think of it, my back has been hurting me. I'll have to talk to my girlfriend about these revolutionary new alternative methods....

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I really need to get better about this blogging thing. I'm not sure why I'm so good about updating it for a while, then I just suddenly drop off the face of the earth. My life has always kind of been like that, I guess. I get really into things for a little while, then quickly lose interest. I suppose this is why they diagnosed me with the A.D.D as a young lad.

Also, it's generally hard to provide lengthy updates and posts while working at my 9-5 gig at MrSkin.com. We're pretty busy right now especially with our 10th Anniversary countdown, "The Top 100 Celebrity Nude Scenes of All Time." We're counting down 10 a week throughout the summer, leading to the top 10 and our summer bash. Check out this video me and my fellow Skin Producers whipped up.

I think it's pretty "E!" or "VH1" worthy, but I guess I'm biased. Plus, I'd way rather have Mr. Skin talking about nudity than Hal Sparks talking about how much he loves the Rubik's Cube. Or even worse, any commentary from Frangela...

I don't even really know who Frangela are, except that I've recently discovered them on a new guilty pleasure, "I'm a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here!". If you haven't had a chance to check this out, it's like all the celebrity reality shows rolled in to one crazy-ass adventure. I was hooked the minute I saw the promo "Bees to Sanjaya." They made it seem almost Truman Show-esque, in that we the viewer could call up at any point and they'd flip a switch releasing any of a number of jungle pests on to the celebrity of choice. It doesn't get better than bees to Sanjaya. Sanjaya, or Sand-gina as I like to call him, has surprisingly won me over with his jungle-boy antics on the show. Even more surprisingly, he's seemingly into chicks!

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Metromix Chicago has nominated my band, Pet Lions, as one of Chicago’s Top 10 Rock Bands! Please log onto Metromix and take a second to vote for us! If you have a few seconds, clear your cookies, and keep on voting! The top 4 bands will be featured in a FREE SHOW on May 7th at the brand new LaSalle Power Company here in Chicago. Thanks a lot for voting, and please, please, spread the word!!

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http://www.petlions.com

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I'm taking a huge step today and canceling my cable service. For me, this is by no means an easy thing to do. I feel like I'm breaking up with a long-time girlfriend--no, I feel like I'm getting divorced from a loving wife of many years. You see, I love television. I love most everything about it, and on it. Just yesterday I spent 20 minutes watching the guy from Ace of Cakes sell pans on QVC, and I loved it. I guess I'm easily entertained. Now that you can get digital HD signals through the air with nothing more than the classic rabbit-ears antenna, I just can't justify paying 50 bucks a month for all those channels I never watch. Most of what I do watch is network television anyway, and much of the rest can be found online. If it's not online, I'm sure I can live without it. In fact, I've had my fill of Jon and Kate plus Eight (I think Kate is hot, and I love her bitchy bossiness), and the Mythbusters are really digging for new myths these days.

I think my sudden desire to cancel the cable service might also have something to do with the fact that I've started reading books for pleasure. No, hell has not frozen over. That being said, I have the reading habits of a 13 year old girl--I'm reading the "Twilight" series. And yes, I have a huge crush on Edward Cullen. I also recently got my first period, and my mom is taking me bra shopping for the first time this weekend.

Cable, there are no hard feelings. There just comes a time when when two individuals have to say their goodbyes, and part ways. I'll remember all the good times we spent together, and who knows, maybe there's more in store for us in the future. But for now, I bid you farwell. God speed.

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Big News! Pet Lions’ debut EP, Soft Right, is now available for purchase in the iTunes music store. Feel free to check it out, and if you like it even the slightest amount, you should definitely buy it. Well, that’s my opinion anyway. We produced this puppy totally independently, which I suppose makes us an “Indie Rock Band”. I previously thought that sounded cool, and may have even shown a particular bias towards bands with such an affiliation, however after producing a record ‘independently’ ourselves, I now know that ‘indie rock’ really just means broke. It essentially means that so far, as a band, you haven’t been able to convince anybody to pay you to make a record, which as a result of having to pay for said record out of pocket, also means your band and its members are now totally broke! So don’t let the cool ‘indie’ label fool you-It really just means you're listening to a band of beggars--coincidentally, that’s not a bad name for our totally paid for by a major label follow-up full-length album...Band of Beggars! Yeah...well we’ve got to dream big!

--If you like what you hear, join us at our official record release show this Saturday night at the Beat Kitchen in Chicago! The show starts at 10:15 and is 17+.

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My dad is currently in Florida, and although we miss him, it definitely has it perks. Perks such as being able to use his on-the-glass hockey tickets! I captured this video of Colin Fraser trying to board a guy from the Minnesota Wild and thought it was pretty cool.

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I'm pretty exhausted today after another grueling skate last night with Chicago's very own, The Grizzlies. That's my amateur hockey team. You'd miss the amateur part if you were to casually stroll into our locker room either before or after a practice due to the high volume of grown men exchanging war stories of the break-away opportunity they just missed, or talking about how to sneakily get away with tripping and roughing penalties. It's pretty crazy actually, considering 8 weeks of this league is essentially learning how to skate. Half the dudes talking the talk bit it at some point during the practice last night, but that's quickly forgotten when it comes time to hob-knob in the locker room(that sounds like the makings of a gay porno). D-bags aside, it's an incredibly fun way to spend a Tuesday night. Word is there's a girl on one team in the league that showers with the players after practice. We have no girls, and the only person showering after our practice is our goalie, and I don't care to see his five-hole.

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The Deli, a local magazine about indie rock here in Chicago, has nominated my band, Pet Lions, as "Artist of the Month!" Click here to vote for us! We really appreciate it, and feel free to pass it on!

I don't have a ton of time to blog today because things here at Mr. Skin are rather busy. Today, we announced the winners of our 2009 Anatomy Awards. If you are unfamiliar, essentially we piggy-back the Oscars with our list of important categories, such as "Breast Picture", and "Most Niptastic Nips". It's a pretty big deal here, and around the world! Skin is on like 1000 radio shows over the next two days, which leads me to believe that if I truly want to get back on the air, boobs should definitely be a cornerstone of my show. I think they already probably were.

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Yesterday, I reunited with one of my most secret guilty pleasures--NASCAR(I think they always capitalize it like this). The Daytona 500 was yesterday, which is basically the Nascar season opener. It's also incidentally the biggest race of the year, which I think is backwards. What is there to watch for when they tell you the rest of the season won't be as big, fun, or exciting? Bad marketing from a sport that is essentially nothing BUT marketing. I mean Nascar is basically just an advertisement happening at 180mph.

I can't really put my finger on what aspect of watching cars drive in a circle I enjoy, but the kick ass HD in and on every car, at every turn, and in the track itself, is a major plus. That, and every so often, they offer you the opportunity to "Crank it Up!", which is when you turn your speakers to max, and enjoy the soothing sounds of 43 cars passing a microphone at nearly 200mph. I do find it slightly ironic, or maybe just in bad taste, that the name of the one character they associate with the sport is "Digger". That's just one letter away from being a majorly bad southern Nascar stereotype. He's a gopher that gets driven over all day long. I would have gone with "Gophie", or something like that.

The finish was a little anti-climactic due to rain ending the race early, but I was already asleep on the couch by that point, which is really the whole point.

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Here's a video of my band, Pet Lions, playing at the Metro last weekend. It's just a small portion of our song, Propeller Plane, but it looks kind of cool, or at least I think so. But, I'm in the band, so my perception might be seriously skewed. It was definitely cool to be playing at Metro, and their staff couldn't have been more awesome. They actually carried all of our equipment from our car, up the stairs, and onto the stage. That's a lot of heavy shit. You would think that with all the big bands that come through there, a small band like ours would get the shaft, but it was quite the contrary. We even had a dressing room with free beer! Free beer, and maybe an occasional groupie, is supposed to be what playing in a band is all about!

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I'm heading down to lovely Champaign-Urbana tonight with my band, Pet Lions, for a gig at the Canopy Club. I'm incredibly excited about the possibilities of playing for a crowd of drunken college co-eds. Maybe we'll even pause the set for a wet t-shirt contest or something. COLLEGE! I was trying to spread the word about the show, and I became saddened to realize that I no longer have ANY friends attending school down there, which means, with the exception of gigs like this, I haven no reasons or excuses to travel down to U of I, or any other colleges for that matter, to drink myself stupid. For this reason, I will relish in tonight's experience.

Tomorrow night, Pet Lions are playing at Metro! It's our first show there, and probably our biggest show to date. We are the opening act, so we start at 9pm. Please come on out and support Chicago Music! You can get in for free by printing out this flyer. Print as many as you want, and bring some friends!

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Well I sure made an ass of myself in that video last night, because not one of those shows I mentioned had new episodes airing. Kitchen Nightmares I don't even think was on! I may have gotten that confused with Hells Kitchen, another fine Gordon Ramsay product, which I watched instead. It's another one of those cooking competition shows, but most of the entertainment comes from watching Chef Ramsay tear into all the contestants. He really dials it up for the cameras, and even though I'm sure some of it is forced, I still love it. Nothing like watching the reaction of a chef while someone is spitting out their food. My only complaint is that I feel they did not select enough hot chicks as contestants. I mean it's a reality show, let's try to spice it up a bit.

Tonight my band, Pet Lions, is doing its first interview. It's a video thing, and we really have no idea what to expect. It's going to end up on a music website called Heave Media. The little I've heard about included the possibility of playing a game along the lines 'get to know your band mate", which has a very Dating Game feel to me. I hope I don't end up going on a date and hooking up with our guitar player, although, he IS in a kick ass band. If you want to check out Pet Lions, come and see us play Metro next Friday, Feb 6th. We play at 9pm sharp! Click here and print out the flyer for free admission!

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I'm incredibly lucky to be virtual friends with Ronnie Woo Woo. The scary part is, he somehow found me. He's just one of those dudes you couldn't shake if you tried, and I think most of the city wouldn't mind shaking-woo-him-woo. But a big congratulations to him for complicating his romantic situation. You've got to figure ANY type of relationship with that dude is going to be complicated, romantic or otherwise.

When I first got onto Facebook, it was a brand new social networking site designed specifically for college students. It was a wonderful utility, allowing any horny college student to spend hours looking at drunk pictures of the sexy, quiet girl who sat across from you in Quantitative Reasoning. What you did with the pics from there was completely at your discretion. Then, as Facebook realized the potential for world domination, they opened the gates to anybody who wanted to set up a profile. To me, Facebook died the day I received a request from David Hochberg, the loan guy from Townstone Financial. I mean I love David, don't get me wrong, but the day we became e-friends, Facebook definitely lost a bit of its cool-factor. Nobody needs to be updated on your status as, "Doing Loans".

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Isn't it about time for the 180 ear muff fad to die out? I really can't stand those things. First of all, I don't think grown men should be wearing ear muffs at all. Nothing is less manly then a guy who is scared of his ears getting cold. Toughen up, pussy. And why not just wear a hat? Because you're a gel-daddy and you would never put your sweet hairdo in jeopardy like that? Give me a break. Those 180 things are just really starting to piss me off.

Sorry about that, just had to get it out of my system. Every time I talk about ear muffs I'm reminded of the millions of dollars I was unable to cash in thanks to my young genius being unrealized by my parental units(not really). Allow me to explain. In elementary school, I would take the bus or walk to school every morning, and I always wore headphones because I liked listening to music on my way in. In the winter time, however, my ears would always get cold. That's when it struck me-headphone ear muffs. Ear muffs with headphones in them. At this time, such a thing existed nowhere. When I mentioned the idea to my family, and that I wanted one of those inventor's kits I always saw advertised on TV, I was laughed at. I always thought those kits would come with the raw materials to physically make your invention. A few years later, we are Christmas shopping together in Florida, and low and behold, right on there on the shelf in front of us, headphone ear muffs. Today, the winter headphone ear muff industry is booming, and I don't even have a tiny piece. Oh well, back to the drawing board I guess.

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For the first time in a while, I enjoyed a weekend of very few obligations. I usually have a practice/gig with the band, a sporting event, some sort of party-whatever it is, I feel as though my weekends are usually as busy as the week. This weekend was different though. I'll give you my rundown:

Friday night I discovered that I am a true connoisseur of boxed wine. I drank the better portion of a box of Franzia, and I have to say, I found it to be quite sensational. You know you're getting a quality red wine when it's billed as "Chillable", meaning should you prefer, you could drink this red cold. Now that's a versatile wine...declicious at any temperature! I chose to drink it at room temperature, since I had just purchased it for immediate consumption. This Chillable Red evoked subtle apricot aromas, with a definitive oaky rose finish. Pairs wonderfully with Taco Bell. It also fulfilled its main purpose, getting me drunk.

Saturday was also very low key. That's the one good thing about this weather; it makes it easy to justify laying around and watching LOST reruns all day. That being said, I can only take so much couch time before I start to feel like Jack Nicholson in the The Shining. Cabin Fever, if you will. So, Saturday night, I took my bird down to Millennium Park for some ice skating. And when I say I took her, I mean I drove. The skating is free, and she paid for her own rentals. I know, I'm a chivalrous bastard. But in my defense, I did buy her McDonalds for dinner that night.

Sunday found me primarily in the aisles of Target, a destination I never can complain about. I love it there. I can always find something I absolutely don't need, but really want. I always buy these things. Yesterday it was a reusable water bottle with a top that hinges for easy access to the mouth of the bottle. I drank more water last night than ever before in my life, simply because I wanted to keep filling up and using my new bottle. I peed for 20 minutes this morning.

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I think I nearly exploded last night, no joke. The culprit: Domino's Pizza. Now if you've visited the site before, you know that it's not necessarily the pizza I'm a fan of at Domino's, in fact, I sometimes find it rather difficult to eat. If you want Domino's pizza at its finest, may I reccomend a baby I've coined the 'Bacon Cheddar Burger". That's an original crust pizza topped with Beef, Bacon, and Cheddar Cheese. It might just blow your mind. But it's not this magical creation that keeps me regularly ordering from the Michigan based franchise, no, it's the Bread Stix. I'm pretty sure they use an "X" like that to be hip, but I may be wrong. These Bread Stix, when cooked properly, or as I say, on a 'good night', are superhuman, especially when dipped into Domino's signature Garlic Butter sauce. So my order from Domino's is usually a medium pizza, an order of Stix, and some GB (garlic butter, try and keep up.) Last night, however, my bird Justine decided that since I never share the Stix, she was going to get her own box of Cinna Stix. That's right, dueling Stix. Now, just because I'm incredibly impassioned about Bread Stix doesn't mean I can't get down on a little cinnamon action as well, so that's exactly what I did. 30 minutes later, incidentally the time it takes to deliver a wonderful Domino's experience, I had consumed an entire box of Bread Stix, half a box of Cinna Stix, and half of a Bacon Cheddar Burger Pizza, also dipped in the remaining GB. I just couldn't stop. It might have been cause I forgot to eat lunch, but I was just shoveling it in. I probably have stretch marks on my belly now like a pregnant woman, because at some point last night, I definitely looked like I was carrying a baby. I thought at any moment I could have exploded, leaving a gross mix of Bread Stix, pizza, garlic butter, and my innards all about the apartment. I laid down flat on my back for a while, popped some Pepcid AC, and eventually the sense that I was approaching my imminent death subsided. That being said, I still loved the Domino's experience, from start to finish. A lot of this is also their new online ordering/delivery system in which you not only get to visualize your pizza as you add toppings to it, but also track the baking, boxing, and delivery of your pizza from the kitchen to your living room. Check out this old video of mine for a further explanation:

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I haven't just had the American Idol Kool-Aid...the giant pitcher burst through my wall and everything. I even got so wrapped up in the madness last night that I forgot the Blackhawks were playing on CSN, something I was looking forward to watching all day. I was really mad at myself for that, seriously.

I've spent the better part of my morning at Mr. Skin doing quality assurance on new high resolution clips we are adding to our website. In short, I'm watching HD nudity at my desk, and getting paid for it. Needless to say, I'm stretching this task out as long as I can. So far, I'm ashamed for one thing, and no, it's not what's happening in my pants. I've never seen the movie Risky Business, a classic nudity staple. And from what I've seen so far reviewing the new Blu-Ray clips, I'm going to be adding it to my Netflix queue.

It might be pushed pretty far down on the queue for a while though, because I'm in the process of converting my girlfriend, Justine, into a LOST fanatic. This isn't easily done though, because in order to get someone into the show, you pretty much have to start from the very beginning and work your way to the present. Needless to say, we have a lot of LOST in front of us. Sometimes it leads to some making out though, so I'm fine with the couch time.

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I'm a bit sore from practice last night. Not because I was playing guts-out, balls-to-the-walls hockey, but rather because I'm simply out of shape. The majority of my discomfort is located right in the small of my back. I guess those dudes I made fun of for stretching yesterday actually had the right idea.

I caught a few minutes of American Idol last night while switching back and forth from the "Neighborhood Ball" on ABC, and as much as I try to hate the show, it's so damn entertaining. Especially these first episodes with all the rejects... Even the stink of a Ryan Seaqueer can't bring that baby down. I just have a moral conflict with patronizing a show that builds monsters like David Cook. Does that guy have makeup tattooed on his face? Something about him just really creeps me out. The only idol I support is Carrie Underwood, and that's just because she's hot and her name reminds me of "underwear", adding to her sex appeal. I'll continue to play it cool like I'm way above the show, but I have a strong suspicion I'll find myself in front of it later tonight.

The Neighborhood Ball was expectedly lame, but it was pretty cool to see B-Rock cuttin' a rug with his lady. It's sweet to have a president with a little rhythm and funk. Maybe he can figure out a way to make Parliament-Funkadelic part of his administration or his official band. I mean their name is political-y, right? Then instead of showing up places to the tune of "Hail to the Chief", Barack could boogie into a little "Flashlight" or "Atomic Dog"? That's a change I can believe in.

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Well, I'd have to say that it was definitely cool watching Barack Obama being sworn in as the 44th President of the United States form my desk at work. It's a testament to the incredible nation we live in, and the many freedoms and opportunities it affords us all. Today, like every other day, I'm proud to be an American.

Tonight, I have hockey practice. Yes, that's right. Hockey Practice. You see, I've joined an adult league for beginners. I played for a couple years when I was 10 years old, but since then, I have seen almost NO ice time. After shooting around on the ice at Wrigley Field, I was overtaken by an itch(not from the ivy, it's dead) to join a league and start reaffirming my hockey dreams. My brother Pat has also joined up, I think because he is probably the only person in his office that doesn't skate (he works for the Blackhawks). We had our first practice last week, and the 'beginner' classification is already being seriously stretched. When we arrived to the arena, we instantly noticed all the personalized equipment bags, high-end equipment, and grown men doing stretches that up until this point, I'd only seen at Hawks games. It's a kind of stretch you don't really ever want to see another man doing in close proximity to you. It's as if he is doing a one legged split while trying to brush his balls on the floor...very uncomfortable. We don't even play games for another 7 weeks, and already these dudes were asking what sort of contact they'd be able to get away with, and what they're going to be called for. It's day one dudes...let's just work on stopping for now. That being said, not everyone skates like The Great One, and it's really a lot of fun. Plus, chicks dig hockey players. But probably only the good ones.

It's just a matter of time before I'm on a bus down to Rockford, getting my Ice Hog's jersey, and joining the Blackhawk's farm system. But for now, I'm just glad to be skating at 10:30 at night, when all the little kids who skate like they've been on the ice for 30 years are at home and asleep. Those little bastards intimidate me.

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I'm still pretty burnt out from a busy weekend of Pet Lions gigs. It was just one of those morning's where it's impossible to open your eyes, the sheets feel like the soft caressing hands of a thousand lovely maidens, and it takes a serious battle of mind over matter to get your ass out of bed. I'm not sure why I was so tired this morning, but I think it had something to do with the sporadic nature of my sleep. Walter, my dog, kept demanding my attention through the night, I believe possibly hinting that he wanted to go out. The way he does this is by slamming his ass into the door, so that it results in a loud, frightening thud. Once he notices you have responded, he starts the whining. Dog's whines have a way of pulling on your heart strings immediately, too. I mean they really know how to sound like a crying human. Now, I live several stories up in a high rise apartment building, so taking the dog outside in this weather at 3:30 in the morning is not exactly an easy or enjoyable task. This is when I try to reason with Walter, talk to him, see if he REALLY has to go or if he's just being a dick. Usually, as was the case last night, I can coax him into going back to sleep by opening up some room on the bed for him. That's probably all he really wants anyways, as he is pretty in to cuddling. He really likes being the little spoon...I mean he's very forceful about it. So I avoided my responsibilities last night, and Walter settled for an early morning dump out and a pillow for his head.

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The weekend is here, and it's going to be a busy one for me. My band, Pet Lions, has two shows this weekend. Tonight we are playing at Reggie's Music Joint on the south side, and tomorrow we are playing a loft party, (I know, how rock and roll does that sound?), in Bucktown. I'm expecting my drums to be frozen solid by the time I'm done moving them in the cold, and they should probably shatter on first impact from a stick. Moving equipment sucks enough without crippling, testicle shrinking temperatures piling on. With that being said-come on out and support us! We just sent our debut EP out for print, and it should be available for purchase in just a few weeks! Don't worry, I'll be sure to remind you...

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Man, it's freakin' cold outside today! It's days like today that I feel maybe just a small bit of regret about adopting my dog, Walter. It's not that I mind taking him down the elevator and across the street in subzero temperatures, I mean I can understand-the guy's gotta poo. But Walter is going to have to meet me half way here. I mean, they say that dogs are so perceptive to the weather, and are "always the first to know" and all that jive, so he's got to be able to tell that it's FRICKIN' -5 OUT!. I mean damn, Walter! Make an effort! I'm just standing out there freezing my ass off while Walter is carelessly digging up other dog's urine in the snow, and frolicking about. AREN'T YOU COLD, MAN!? I feel as though he almost does it purposely, to taunt me for not having an always attached fur coat. As if to say, "You think this is cold? You pussy."

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Today is an incredibly sad day for the Dahl Family, Chicago, and the now obsolete medium that was once known as radio. I am incredibly proud of the 30 years of quality, ground-breaking, and downright hilarious entertainment my dad has provided. I may be his son, but I was also one of his biggest fans. Although this may be a setback for him currently, I know that with his creativity, ingenuity, and larger than life personality, we can expect more great things from such a great man.

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For some reason or another, Pete McMurray, who also works with me at MrSkin.com, is currently in possession of Johnny Latner's Heisman Trophy from 1953. Apparently Mr. Latner doesn't just keep this baby up on the mantle place, and shares it with whoever wants it. If I won a kick ass 40 pound trophy like this, I'd want to show the world too. The closest thing I have is my "Most Valuable Swimmer" trophy from swim team ' 92. It's plastic. With the backstroke I was pulling off that year, it should at least be aluminum!

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Pet Lions are playing tonight at Empty Bottle! We're supporting a band from California called Audrye Sessions. Show starts at 9pm!

Tonight, Empty Bottle features a delightful little combo they bill as "Get Schlauzed - Schlitz and a shot of Sauza Gold, five dollars." Sounds pretty good to me! So come on out and get Schlauzed with some Pet Lions!

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Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I'm watching the Macy's parade on NBC right now, and it's a bittersweet experience for me. I want to be able to simply watch it and marvel at the giant inflatables like Snoopy and Grover, but I can't withhold my jaded, 23-year-old rage for acts like Miley Cyrus. There's just something about the bitch that really rubs me the wrong way. I have to give her credit though, so far she's the most natural lip-syncher. Then again, she does it for a living. As I'm typing this, a Hello Kitty balloon is being featured on NBC. HELLO KITTY!? Since when did we start importing balloons for our traditional American parade? Considering our current economic crisis, I really can't condone the outsourcing of the parade balloons like this. These are my thoughts on what I've seen so far. Oh, and the Rockettes have nice legs.



UPDATE: I'm now watching the National Dog Show presented by Purina with my mom. We are suckers for the canines. I'm made to feel even more proud of my dog, Walter, because he's truly a dog-hybird. He crosses the dog classification lines. Part sporting, part working, part toy? Who knows!? He's Walter!

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I've decided this year to really relish in the Holiday season. As far as I'm concerned, Christmastime, as I like to call it, starts as soon as you see the first Christmas related commercial on television. This is typically in late October or early November. For many, this is far too early to start donning their gay apparel, and I understand. But every year on the 26th, I feel as though the season has blown by me, so I've decided this year to bask in the greatness that is Christmastime. Just last week I forced my band to join me in a Christmas sing-a-long as we drove out to the recording studio. We nailed a rendition of Rudolph, and nobody was tempted to sing the annoying, non-traditional interjections of, "Like a light bulb!". I hate those. With the exception of Steve Dahl in the morning, my car has pretty much been on the Holiday Lite since.

My girlfriend thinks I'm weird because I keep wishing her a "Merry Christmastime." She, like all of you, thinks I'm crazy and maybe even a tad queer for becoming so festive so early, but you'll be sorry when you realize that you barely decked the halls this year, or never took the time to fall on your knees and hear the angel voices. I'm looking forward to getting Thanksgiving out of the way this week, because after that, there are no excuses. I expect to see all of you out ice skating on your local pond, holding hands and playing crack-the-whip. This weekend, I'm breaking out the Nog.

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I'd like to send out a heartfelt "Happy Birthday!" to my dad, Mr. Steve Dahl. Just last night I was reminded of what I a great dad I have as I took a little drive down Roosevelt road. My band is currently recording in Villa Park, and after a long day in the studio, I had developed a bit of an appetite. It's not like I was working hard though, I just took my girlfriend, Justine, to see the recording process so maybe she would think I was a cool rock and roll type. As we were driving on Roosevelt, I was looking for a specific diner at which to eat, one that held a special place in my heart, because it was the first place I ever drove to after my dad took me to get my license on my 16th birthday. My dad knew how important it was for me to have my license at the first possible instance, and he obliged to take me to the DMV before heading in for his afternoon show. He even let me drive him to the DMV in my mom's red beetle, since that was the car I had learned in. You really have to swallow your pride to let your kid drive you around in your wife's tiny red car with magnetic peace signs all over the back. After passing the test, sensing my excitement, my dad extended the celebration by recommending I be even later to school and he had me drive us to eat at this diner on Roosevelt. It was my first trip behind the wheel as a street legal driver. At breakfast, my dad used the milestone as a springboard to instill a sense of responsibility and accomplishment in me, and I knew that he was proud of the young man he had raised. The diner, unfortunately, has been torn down for a bank.

My dad has created endless amounts of small, but significant memories like these with my brothers and I. In grade school, we each got a day once a year where my dad would take us out for breakfast before school, and we'd get to arrive in front of school on my dad's red moped. I thought I was the biggest bad-ass in 2nd grade pulling up on the back of that Honda, dad and I in matching DOT approved helmets. We've always thought our dad is the coolest, the only difference now is we know he is. I mean come on! How many dads not only share a birthday with Joe Walsh, but are also friends with him!? How many kids get to have memories like Joe Walsh coming over for the 4th of July, and telling me that I should decorate my bike for the parade he was going to be facilitating in the morning, only to spend hours decorating the bike in the garage, and having Joe nowhere to be found the following morning for the parade, me dressed in blue shorts, a red shirt, and an Uncle Sam hat? My dad always tells me that he still feels bad about me decorating that bike for the non-existant Joe Walsh marshaled parade, but I think it's one of the coolest memories I have. Joe Walsh has been in my house, I hung out with him, decorated my bike for him, and he blew me off. As a fellow rocker, I think I can appreciate it even more.

Having Steve Dahl for a father is about as cool as it gets, and I try not to take any of it for granted. Although, he does so much for my family, sometimes it's hard not to. I'm proud to be his son, and I wish him a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

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It's a nice day out today, so Pete McMurray and I will take to the streets to gather more video responses to our "Skin on the Street" queries. These are questions like, "Who has the best big natural boobs?", and "Who's the sexiest pop MILF, Britney, Christina, or Gwen Stefani?". It's pretty funny to watch how people react to us when we ask them if they'd like to take a 'movie survey'. That's our first stage, getting them to stop with the idea of answering a harmless movie questionnaire. From there, we start to feed them the questions a little bit, to give them an idea of which way this survey is going, and it's going towards pornographic! Then, people are either all about it, or have an adverse reaction, either turning red and telling us their public job doesn't allow them to appear on camera, or they tell us that Jesus hates us. The people who do stop and talk to us are usually pretty funny. We take all the reactions and edit them together into a segment called Skin on the Street. Check it out at MrSkin.com!

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My band, Pet Lions, are currently recording an EP at Gallery of Carpet Studios in Villa Park. Here's a shot of me laying down some drums in the studio. Shuhei, our bass player, and I started the process on Saturday by recording just the bass and drums simultaneously. The majority of the day was spent trying to tune a snare drum that refused to cooperate with me or any of my tuning methods. After 3 hours of battling that monster, I decided that I would just go to Guitar Center and get a new one. I was planning on getting one anyway, so why not have it for the recording. (plus i have 30 days to return it).

We finished doing all the drums and bass on Sunday, tracking 5 songs in about 17-18 hours total over the weekend. Needless to say, it was rather intense. Last night, Karl, our guitar player, recorded all the rhythm guitars. We are recording on to 24-track analog tape, which is pretty cool, so the recording has kind of an old-school vintage sound. Currently, Tom, the lead player, is tracking his guitar parts. After that, it's vocals, overdubs, edits, and mixing! We should be done with it around the holidays, and I can't wait to offer it here to you as the Ultimate Stocking Stuffer.

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I've been having some troubles lately with the morning delivery of my paper. I get the Redeye delivered to me every morning--I know what you're thinking...what kind of idiot takes delivery of a free paper? Well, for $1 a week, they bring it up to my apartment door, where it awaits me, or should await me, each and every morning. I get a kick out of opening the door and having the paper there, as there is something very old school about it. I wish I had a robe and slippers, and was sipping a morning cup of coffee, but I'm just not that together yet. Actually, I usually open the door butt naked, because that's how I sleep, and take my chances on encountering a neighbor. It's really a dangerous situation too, because my door is straight across from the garbage room, a commonly accessed area of the floor. It's an exhilarating way to wake up every morning.

However, lately, I've been having some inconsistencies with my morning delivery. For the past week or so, my morning routine has not been anywhere near as delightful as usual. I wake up to what sounds like a nuclear meltdown alarm going off on my phone, roll of the couch(because that's where I sleep), and head to the door to get my morning periodical. I've got my cocky morning swagger, not only because of my impressive morning wood, but because I know I've got that paper waiting for me outside the door. Things are great...until opening the door and realizing that my paper is anywhere but at my feet.

Now, the Tribune has been delivering consistently to my door for over two years now, so I have doubts that the delivery guy, or gal, would suddenly come up so short several days in a row. Which can only mean one thing...it's being stolen. I don't even care about the paper, I mean it's free all over town. But the fact that someone stole it, and IT'S MINE!, really pisses me off. So, after writing to America's Most Wanted and getting no response, I've decided to take the law into my own hands. I have plans to wake up early and attach some invisible string to the paper, connected to a large cup of change or something loud inside my apartment. That way, when the culprit lays his sticky fingers on my paper and attempts to make off to work with it, the cup of change will be pulled on and knocked over, waking me up and allowing me to distribute justice. This is the best idea I have right now. If you have any other good methods for catching a paper thief, please leave them below. They may have won the battle, but this war is far from over...

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I'm currently at the studio with Pet Lions working on our record. I'm trying to update live via twitter.

Check it out: www.twitter.com/mattdahlrocks

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I would like to announce the triumphant return of my blog here at mattdahl.com. I apologize for the lack of any fresh content over the last, oh I don't know, few months, but I promise today that will change. I'm going to be updating on a much more constantly basis, and blogging more about what's happening in and around my life. Hopefully, that is occasionally exciting.

First off, let me start out by saying that the dreams of someday returning to the airwaves with my main man Brendan are far from over. But, as I'm sure you can tell, due in large part to our current economic crisis, the radio industry is also in a bit of a crisis, and new jobs for young, unproven talent are quite hard to find. I think that's exactly what the industry needs, something new and young to flip it on it's head, but none of the tightwads I've talked to seem to feel the same way. The closest we've come to getting back on the air was a three hour audition on B96, where the people auditioning us there forgot to record our tryout, and weren't awake to hear us. So, that didn't go well... Oh , that and the engineer they had to run the board and equipment we've never handled at "the B" didn't even show up. No big deal. As hard as I tried to sound like a jive-ass radio guy, it just wasn't in me. I just don't say, "What up?", "Yo", "My Boyz", or "Tizzight"...and I don't want to record phone calls and edit them down to sound tight. Plus, I can't listen to those crappy songs 1000 times in a week. Maybe 900, but 1000 is pushing it. Regardless, it clearly wasn't the right fit for us, and it didn't work out. Plus, that station sucks more than a Dirt Devil. Other than that, we've been shined on by a few people, but nobody has the balls to take a chance on a show that might actually add some vitality to a business that is starting to look more and more like an artifact of the past. I'm not sure what has happened to talk radio in Chicago, but at least people like my dad are still cranking out the quality entertainment, although even he has to defend his creative genius and thirty years of success to today's program directors. I'm hoping and holding out for the day that talk radio will again thrive here in Chicago, and new and unique voices can have the opportunity to entertain and continue the tradition of quality local talk radio. Until then, they can continue to attempt to figure out how to combat the iPod and free Internet music, but I don't think the answer is with music with commercials. It's with interesting, engaging, and genuine personalities that people like and relate to, and will continue to seek out regardless of what station or format, or even broadcast medium they are on. Music can easily be integrated into this mold, but for some reason, radio execs refuse to mix the two. Since the current formula is definitely not working, I say it's time to change. THE ANSWER: THE MATT DAHL SHOW! Sorry for the ego maniacal rant, but you can sense the frustration, I'm sure.

Currently, I'm continuing my work at MrSkin.com, which is far from mundane. I'm about to dive into a video edit for our site, "What do you think about fake boobs?". This is what I do on a daily basis, so I'm not complaining. I'm also playing with a band now, Pet Lions, and we've been getting pretty serious and getting a little buzz here in Chicago. Currently, we are recording an EP that will be ready for release around the holidays. I'll be back to tell you more about it. I need to cool off for a bit...

Posted by Matt Dahl at 11:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (11)

I'm a sucker for a good Nike ad. The new one featuring LaDainian Tomlinson and Troy Polamalu is awesome. Nike's best effort since a couple years ago when they had Brian Urlacher, Michael Vick & co. playing together on a high school team. If you haven't seen the new one, I'll see if Ed Silha can find it and post it here. The ad is titled "Fate". You know a commercial is good when it has its own title.

CLICK HERE

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A few weeks back, I had an unpleasant encounter with a Condescending Australian. It was a social occasion; and the arrogant Aussie and I somehow ended up chatting. His disdain for me and the good old U.S. of A. was apparent. For the sake of polite conversation and despite a glaring lack of interest in talking, I inquired about Australia and what it was like. The dude had the audacity to tell me that I wouldn't understand, being an American. That may be true, but he didn't have to say it to my face. I shrugged it off, realizing that Americans don't have a glowing reputation abroad and there are plenty of dumb Americans (including one writing this blog). To be honest, I don't know much about Australia. Yet I'm still able to sleep at night.

The only time in my life that I spent any extended period of time with Australians came a few years ago. I was doing some landscaping around my grandma's condo complex to earn some extra cash before I headed back to school. The head of the condo board teamed me up with a couple of Australian guys that had began a trip in Canada and were touring through North America, picking up work along the way. We worked side by side with minimal conversation until lunchtime rolled around. The lady from the condo board came outside and offered to run and get us some sandwiches from Subway. After a blistering morning of work, I was ravenous, and the notion of a footlong roast beef had me salivating. "Sounds great," I said. But the Australians huddled and began to protest. They didn't want Subway. Instead they wanted sliced fruit. Sliced Fruit. For Lunch. Seriously. We put it to a vote, and I lost 2-1, obviously. So, I had to eat fruit for lunch. Not exactly the energy boost I was seeking to complete the afternoon workload. And by the way, one of the guys was named "Peace". That was his real first name. Not surprisingly, Peace was the one really pushing hard for the fruit lunch. Needless to say, I wasn't high on these Aussies. And it wasn't just the lunch fiasco. Right from the outset, they had the same dismissive, better-than-me attitude that the aforementioned Condescending Australian exhibited.

So, back to a few weeks ago...
Irked, but not really caring what a Condescending Australian thought of me personally, I generously gave him a chance to qualify his comment. "I know most of the world doesn't admire our President right now, but there must be some Americans you respect," I said. So, I threw out a few names that might be more favorably received. "What about Bill Clinton?" "Bah," the CA(Condescending Australian) said. Then he added, "Bill Clinton can suck a ____." That's the exact opposite of what happens to Bill, so I laughed it off. Then I figured that maybe we could find some common ground through athletics. Hell, it works at the Olympics. I lavished praise on Australian swimming legend Ian "The Thorpedo" Thorpe, champion of the 2000 Sydney Games. I sat back and waited for an homage to Michael Phelps, but none was forthcoming. Even when I said "How awesome is Michael Phelps?" Nothing. And right after I said such nice things about The Thorpedo. It was desperation time. In crunch time, you turn to a clutch performer to save the day. I thought to myself: Everyone loves Michael Jordan, even Condescending Australians. So, I mentioned the name of the Hero of Heroes, MJ. The CA repeated his Bill Clinton insult. "Michael Jordan can..." That was the last straw. Embracing the dumb American inside me, I unleashed a nonsensical stream of derision aimed at Crocodile Dundee and Koala Bears. I didn't really have any cogent arguments. I mean, how much ridicule can you bestow upon a eucalyptus tree? But I was undeterred. I finished my diatribe by compiling a list of best countries in the world. As you might guess, Australia was bringing up the rear. The CA did not care for my list, which gave me enough closure to end the confrontation before it came to blows(not the Clinton kind).

Now, with my limited exposure to Australians, I can't really condemn an entire continent. Then I'd be no better than the CA. I'm sure there are plenty of reasonable Australians that are cool as hell. I'd like to meet them if anyone knows any. For now, I guess I'm just disappointed that I've had such negative experiences with Australians. I mean, I love Russell Crowe. I'm going to keep an open mind and assume that the CA was just a dick. Hopefully, my next run in with an Aussie will be a positive one and they can boomerang right back into my good graces.

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My band, Pet Lions, has a show this Sunday night in China Town. For the complete details, click here! I know it's a Sunday night, but hopefully you have Monday off, and can take a break from your laboring with us, Pet Lions.

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I can't stand it!

Here's the picture of me with Jermaine Dye and Nick Swisher that was discussed on the Steve Dahl Show this morning. Pat Dahl and I were waiting for the right opportunity to ask for a photo, and I saw one when JD and Swish were by themselves discussing the ice cream sundaes they just had made for them. Apparently, I approached them like a jive turkey, according to Pat, leaving him unable or too embarrassed to ask for a photo himself. He was pissed...but I saw the opportunity and ran for it. Swish had on a #30 Bears' Jersey with "Dirty" on the back, and his super hot ladybird had one that said "Mrs. Dirty" on the back. MERCY!

*Also, please note the official RIFL T-Shirt I'm wearing, part of the Steve Dahl Campaign that "Reading Is For Losers". Mike Dahl asked me, "You really wear that in public?" Damn straight!

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Here's a shaky video of my band, Pet Lions, doing our song "You're The Only One To Blame" at our first show ever at the Subterranean a few weeks back. If you like what you hear, come out and see us next time!

For another track, click below!

Continue reading "Pet Lions Live" »

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We cranked out a two hour show this evening, which is now available for download in iTunes or our Podcast section right here on the site. You can also stream the show by simply clicking on that big red 'Listen' button. "The choice is yours, and yours alone." - Olmec, Legends of the Hidden Temple.

We had a lot of fun doing the show tonight, and I felt a little bit like a bottle of soda that has been shaken for a month or so, and someone finally pulled the top off today. We had a lot of catching up to do, Brendan and I, and we both miss doing the show on a more regular basis. We're working on that, I assure you.

After the show we got to see Mike Phelps win his third gold medal of the 2008 Summer games. The games started three days ago, and this dude's already got three medals. I felt good about myself because I actually picked up my dog's crap this morning, instead of just faking it and then putting the empty plastic bag back in my pocket. Then I see this guy who is the same age as me showering in gold like a girl in an alleged R. Kelly video, and I feel more like the crap I left sitting under that bush this afternoon. Oh well, that chlorine is going to wreak havoc on his hair.

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Sorry this post is not more exciting, but I am typing it on my phone. I just wanted to get the word out that Brendan and I will be doing a fresh show this evening, live at 7pm, and Podcasted shortly there after. Hope you can join us!

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Check this baby out! A little something something I picked up at Soldier Field last night. I happen to be a major fan of the pretzel, in all its twisty goodness, and this one has got to be one of the greatest I've ever had the privilege of sampling. The pretzel was as big as my head! It would be accompanied by some melted cheese and several Jack and Cokes.

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I’ve been really keeping up on my news these days, and I’m starting to get really very irritated by the story of those Italian guys who almost died on the K2 mountain. I know 11 other people died, and that’s always a tragedy, but these things are somewhat common in DEATH DEFYING HOBBIES, especially when you’ve chosen to scale the most difficult vertical climb ON THE PLANET! Nobody seems to really care about all the people who couldn’t survive, instead, I just have to keep seeing pictures of some guy who looks like he’s one dilapidated shack away from being the Unibomber, who suffered some frost bite on his toes. That has to be the most sissy sounding injury ever for such an “incredible” story of survival. What about that dude who got his arm stuck between two rocks and cut it off himself with another jagged rock? Now there’s a mountain climb gone wrong-complete with severed limbs and lots of blood. I used to get frost bite on my toes building snowmen in my front yard. Sure, theirs was probably a bit more severe, but it just sounds funny to hear ‘frostbitten toes’ to me. Hopefully their mom’s made them some cocoa. Always worked for me. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to feel sympathy for these guys or what, but I never told them to literally “try and go where no man has gone before”. What do you expect? Just go to Sandals next time you’re looking for a fun, action-packed vacation. I hear the pools are great.

It’s also good to see that Mr. Morgan Freeman is back in good spirits and walking around after flipping his car several times into a ditch. I feel that Morgan is going to have a lot of explaining to do, as he was driving the car of his 48 year old female passenger. You know the whole time those jaws-of-life were aggressively pulling apart the crumpled metal of the car, all Morgan was thinking was, “How the hell am I going to explain this to my wife?” If I’m him, I play up the ‘I almost Died’ angle until she can no longer question his motives. Props to the Freeman though for pulling in some tail 23 years younger than he is. That would be like me and a girl who was born today. I’ll put that on my bucket list, but not for at least 17 years.

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Hey everyone. First off, let me apologize for the lack of fresh shows we have provided here at MattDahl.com, but I assure you that our show is far from dead. We will get back to Podcasting very soon and hammer out some sort of weekly schedule. I’ve just been pretty busy lately working full-time for MrSkin.com, a dream job, and practicing with my new band, Pet Lions. You see, we have a ‘gig’ coming up this week that we took on pretty suddenly, and have been practicing a lot so as not to embarrass ourselves at our first show. The show is this Wednesday night, 8:30pm, at the Subterranean in Bucktown. Hope you can make it! Click here to hear the band.

After the show, it’s time to start preparing for Lollapalooza, which means a bulk purchase of Goldbond and plenty of hydration. You may recall some legendary broadcasting from the event last year, in which Brendan and I actually ‘grinded’ live, on the air, with wireless mic’s during Daft Punk. I’m sure someday it will find itself in the Broadcasting Hall of Fame.

Anyway, stay tuned to MattDahl.com for the latest updates on the show. We promise a new one very soon! Thanks!

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It's just after dawn, and Tiffani Bender searches the rubble in vain for her favorite thong. "It's honey-colored and says 'Sweet Nectar' on the front. It was a Christmas present from my bf Shane," Bender laments.
Bender is just one of hundreds of Party Girls whose mid-summer party break on South Padre Island was ruined by the terror of Hurricane Dolly. Suitcases full of babydoll tees, zip-front hoodie tees and faux wrap tees were ripped from hotel rooms, leaving Party Girls without appropriate party attire for tonight's Margarita Mayhem bash at Palm St. Pier.
"It totally sucks big ones," cried Steffi Plattimore from her beachfront deck. "Thursdays are the best night to go out, and I have nothing to wear." Behind Plattimore, the waves gently batted around a pair of shorts that read 'Naughty Grrrrrl' across the buttocks. A sign that Plattimore isn't the only Party Girl short a wardrobe.
South Padre reveler Anna Koustos shared this harrowing tale: "Last night I was at Dirty Dave's Deck. (Katy Perry's hit single) 'I Kissed A Girl' came on, and I looked around and there were only like 5 or 6 girls making out with each other. It was soooo sad. Usually there's like, I don't know, a hundred? My friend Sandi had to make out with a guy during 'I Kissed a GIRL', because I was kissing Molly. How tacky is that?"
The statistics tell the real story of the damage. Body shots are down 26% on the island since the storm hit. Flashing breasts at cameras is down 18%. Random hook-ups are down a eye-popping 67%.
"This is, like, I don't even know how to say it. It's bad," said Bender, now forced to wear a T-shirt she won at Coconuts on Monday in a jello-related contest. "I'm still going out tonight and getting retarded, I don't care. At least there's always the option of just not wearing underwear." That kind of optimism is sure to be a catalyst for a return to normal for Party Girl Nation. Until then, a world watches and waits.

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I was flipping channels and got sucked into "Remember the Titans" this weekend. I forgot what a terrific movie it is, with a solid Denzel lead. Always looking for an easy topic to write about, it got me thinking about some of my favorite sports movies. (Lazy blogging, I know.) With apologies to "Brian's Song", I'm gonna stick to movies from 1980-present. In the sports comedy section, "Caddyshack" is a no-brainer. But there's also "Major League", "Happy Gilmore", "Talladega Nights" and so many more. Also, do movies like "The Naked Gun" and "Old School" count as sports films due to the inclusion of baseball and gymnastics, respectively? These are the questions that plague me. Maybe God could provide an answer if he wasn't so busy helping all those athletes win ESPYs. Oh, well.
For me, "Hoosiers" has to be the greatest sports film, beating out the aforementioned "Remember the Titans", "Field of Dreams" and "The Natural", among others. 'Hoosiers" kind of designed a formula that a number of sports movies follow to this day. Gene Hackman, who now spends his time stealing voiceover work(Lowe's, Oppenheimer) from poor youngsters, was nothing short of brilliant. And no one needs to be reminded of Dennis Hopper's role as "Shooter". I've left out tons of great movies, so feel free to mention some favorites of your own and criticize my picks. I know Matt will never forgive me for ignoring "The Sandlot". One more drama that I must recommend is a basketball drama called "Above the Rim" that features a tour-de-force from a young rapper/actor named Tupac Shakur. 'Pac plays a hustler named "Birdie" that corrupts blue chip ballers. *SPOILER ALERT* At the end, Birdie is shot to death by Marlon Wayans.

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I’m happy to report that Brendan and I will be live on the wires tonight at 7pm. We have a lot of catching up to do, and hope that you can join us for what I’m calling a reunion of sorts. Sure, it’s only been a week or so since our last show, but I’m starting to suffer from Brendan withdrawal. I even thought I saw his face a grilled cheese sandwich I made the other day, which after spending a moment of reflection with, I auctioned off on Ebay. I guess you just don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone. I’m getting a little verclempt, let’s change topics.

Today I get to spend the afternoon taping “Skin on the Street” segments with a few people from work, including fellow broadcaster, Pete McMurray. It’s kind of creepy that we both have jobs here with Skin, INC., seeing as how we are both out of work radio personalities from the WCKG train wreck. It's like MrSkin.com is where radio personalities go to die. To Pete’s credit, he does play records Saturday morning on the LOOP, whereas I’m usually spending that time hungover. He’s a lot of fun to work with though, and taping the “Skin on the Street” segment couldn’t be a better gig. I get to spend the day outside, downtown, gawking at beautiful women dressed up in their business casual/business formal attire. You know how much I love that. Basically we just pull random people and ask them the important questions like, “Which Hollywood bad girl would you most want to spank?: Lindsay Lohan?, Paris Hilton?, Nicole Richie?, Amy Winehouse?, or Tila Tequila?”. Last time we were out, some kid signed all the paper work, only to snap as soon as the cameras started rolling. Pete asked him another loaded question, “What is the first nude scene you remember seeing in a movie?”, to which the kid replied, “Actually, I love Jesus Christ, and I fucking hate your guts!” Pete retorted, “Okay, but who has the nicest breasts in Hollywood?” I’m pretty sure that one will be left on the cutting-room floor.

Don’t forget to join us tonight, live at 7pm, or be sure and download the podcast ASAP!

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Hey check out this mention we got in the latest issue of Time Out Magazine!

-----The Matt Dahl Show Podcast mattdahl.com. When local radio station WCFS-FM 105.9 changed formats from talk radio to easy listening in October 2007, the Internet became the only place to hear displaced radio personality Matt Dahl. The son of local radio legend Steve Dahl, Matt has been broadcasting daily podcasts from his bedroom since June of 2006, but he’s been going extra-strong since the station shift. Hear the fruits of his labor, which takes the form of rants from a jaded twentysomething Chicagoan—including big-city apartment woes and tips for picking up women at the dog park. For a special summertime treat, find the segment where Matt and his cohost, Brendan, deep-fry different “foods” and attempt to eat them on-air. Listening to someone vomit while trying to eat fried cicadas is equal parts disgusting and hilarious. We promise.------

Pretty sweet. I've pretty much settled in here at MrSkin.com, which didn't take long at all. I sort of feel like I've been preparing and developing the skills I need for this job all my life. I love naked women and I'm good with computers. All that time I spent in highschool watching porn instead of doing my algebra homework really paid off. I may not remember the quadratic equation (I do actually, it's X equals the opposite of B, plus or minus the square root of B squared minus 4AC, all over 2A) but I definitely know a great pair of breasts when I see them. I've spent the last couple of days editing down the clip selection for movies with over 5 minutes of nudity on file. This means I must carefully select the clips crop from the database, taking into account such factors as the presence of bush, possible lesbian action, fetish related things...etc.. It takes a careful eye and a steady hand, and I'm taking my work very seriously. The best part is I get to watch all the clips right at my desk. I actually use porn to hide the stuff on my computer I shouldn't have open, like news websites. Kind of backwards.

Brendan and I are definitely going to do a show this week, more than likely tomorrow night. I've emailed him from the office(I love saying that), and am pretty sure he will be down to return to the wires tomorrow evening. I'll be sure to update you here at MattDahl.com as soon as I know all the details.

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This is an official review for the Rob Van Winkle, aka Vanilla Ice, concert that took place two Fridays ago outside of Cans in Bucktown. Unfortunately, I left before Ice took the stage, so I will be reviewing a concert that I did not see. I know I've made light of Matt's occasional ability to review movies that he's never seen. But he was apparently 100% right about "The Love Guru", as it failed miserably. A friend filled me in on the happenings at the Ice show, so I'll give it a go.
Vanilla Ice still has the magic. On a stage decorated with demons and other evil images(I'm told that he was born on Halloween, so he feels devilish themes invoke his spirit), he proceeded to entice the crowd by peppering his stage banter with gems like "Who here likes porno?!!!" Stage presence can't be taught. Some lucky ones, like Van Winkle, are just born with it. Clean and sober, yet heavily tattooed, Ice kept the crowd waiting only 70+ minutes to hear his many hits; such as "Ice, Ice, Baby" and "Ice, Ice,Baby(hard rock version)". Van Winkle's personal touches, such as begging audience members to lift their shirts, throwing half-full water bottles into the crowd and a full command and usage of the entire catalog of existent swear words are the reasons that he commands a $5 cover charge.
Godspeed, Mr. Van Winkle, wherever life's journey takes you next.

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I’m sitting at my new desk at my new job working for Mr. Skin right now, and I’m happy to say that I’ve never seen so many bare breasts before lunchtime in my entire life. Because I am now employed full-time, the Podcast is going to undergo a little revamping. Exactly what kind of revamping? Well...we aren’t really sure yet. But, don’t worry, we will continue to bring you the show as long as people want to hear it. Most likely, we’ll start doing it at night now, which is better for me, because I prefer to do it in the dark. There’s generally less judging going on with the lights off. We apologize for this change in plans, but to quote Tupac Shakur, “I GOTS TO GET PAID, YO!”

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Join us Friday afternoon as we gear up for second installment of the Crosstown Classic this weekend. Brendan and I are both attending the game, although not together. It’s nothing personal to Brendan, but at the Crosstown, it’s business. You can’t be hanging with the enemy at your own base. That, and if we lose, I don’t want to become the target of Uncle Greasy’s drunken taunting. Some of the things he says never stop hurting.

I can officially report that Brendan has received the keys to his new apartment(check out today’s show if you don’t know what I’m talking about), which means that my dream of having bunked-beds and bunked-couches has officially come to an end. Although I enjoy the novelty of the idea of Brendan and I living together in such close quarters here, I don’t think it really would have worked. We’re just two very different people. Allow me to illustrate:

Matt vs. Brendan
Sox - Cubs
Briefs - Boxers
Duff - Lohan
Wilco - R. Kelly
Coke - Pepsi

Trojan - None
Ashley Olson - Mary Kate Olson
Apple - Doesn’t own a computer made before 1990
Suri Cruise - Zahara Jolie-Pitt
Pornotube - YouPorn
Budweiser - Miller
Home Alone - Home Alone 2: Lost in New York

I could go on for days. As you can tell, it would be nearly impossible to co-exist in one apartment. For now, we shall remain friends, and not roommates. Plus, these dudes in the picture of the bunked-couch I found have kind of ruined the dream for me. That picture looks like some kind of really weird, nerdy, gay, grandpa porn waiting to happen. Not having a bunked-couch might be the best idea I've ever had.

Posted by Matt Dahl at 05:21 PM | Permalink

I’m sitting at my house right now, waiting to head to the local YMCA to play softball against a bunch of wannabe major leaguers. They all show up with baseball pants, batting/sliding gloves, and of course knee braces. The most irritating part to me is that guys actually take walks in a recreational, ‘just for fun’, softball league. They’ll actually stand up there and look at 4 or more pitches while I stand in the field waiting for some action. In softball, the ball takes so damn long to get to the plate, you can adjust to hit anything really. Just get your ass up there, swing the bat, and lets get this game moving. It really drives me nuts, but I’m pretty sure that’s usually because we are getting our ass beat by these dudes.

Sorry to spew that venom towards all the Roy Hobbs’ out there, but I’m a little bit riled up after my drive out here still. I might have gotten into it with a senior on the road, but I’m not concerned about his age. When it comes to driving, anybody is fair game. I’ve got to get to the game right now, but tune in tomorrow at 12pm and I’ll share the details about me nearly getting out of the car to handle an elderly man on the Stevenson.

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We are live today at 12pm! Listen live or catch the podcast!

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Here's the picture of Suri Cruise shooting a death stare at an undoubtedly frightened photographer from today's Entertainment News. Listen to today's show for a chilling/alarming piece on Suri.

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I took my studio on the road today, and accidentally forgot one essential element that allows me to update the iTunes subscriptions. Story of my life...almost, but not quite. Regardless, the show is still available to you a number of ways, but for the lazy folks that don’t check the website everyday and just rely on iTunes to tell them when a new show is available, there might be a bit of a snag today. I guess you’ll just have to make sure you keep visiting the site here frequently!

Anyway, you can listen by clicking on the big red “Listen” button to the right, or you can use the link below to play or save the mp3. To save the mp3, right click it and save the file or target.

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Today, June 4th, marks the 25th birthday of my amazing brother, Mike Dahl. If you happened to listen to yesterday's show...NO, I am NOT doing this just to get back on Mike's good side after ditching his 'Garden Party' Saturday night. I'm doing this because I love my brother, and he's a great one.

Mike has always been there for me as long as I can remember, relishing in any opportunity to help out in whatever way he can. I can still remember when we took the training wheels off my bike, and Mike did the always classic run behind me holding on to the seat, only to sneakily let go and prove that it was you riding the two-wheeler the whole time. After traveling across the neighbor's driveway, I hit the street, and subsequently the brakes, dismounting from my bike in no certain style. Mike was there to pick me up and try again...I of course obliged. You can't let your brother think you're a pussy.

Mike is never one to say no to the possibility of a good time or a new experience. From him I've taken the notion that if it seems fun at the time, go with it. We were in Hawaii once as youngsters, I would say Mike 8, myself 6, and we both purchased(or were given really) ukuleles from a local store. Noticing the stage where the Luau took place was empty one afternoon, Mike jumped up and began performing some nonsense with his axe. As the young and impressionable brother, I followed, somewhat apprehensively. The two of us danced around singing Hawaiian gibberish and strumming on our four strings. It was not long before we had an entourage of about 40-50 Asians all capturing our photo with their Nikon cameras, as well as a handful of other onlookers. The one's in front knelt down so their friends in the back could also get a shot. We couldn't make out what they were saying and laughing about, but we figured it was about how great our show was. It's times like these that I really remember and cherish, and it was Mike Dahl that got me up on that stage. Don't overthink it, just do it...Mike and Nike's motto.

Today, Mike and I remain the best of friends, and he couldn't be a more supportive and encouraging brother. Whether it was being the only one to show up at another failed WCKG bar appearance, or just passing along some kind words from co-workers who might listen to the podcast, Mike makes sure that I still feel good about myself on a regular basis. That is him in a nutshell, and it's not just with me, it's with everyone he meets. You couldn't ask for a better brother or friend. Happy Birthday Miguelito!!

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Because of some 'administrative housekeeping', Brendan was able to make it up the apartment today for a complete show. I'm the same way generally, as soon as the housekeeping picks up anywhere, I'm nowhere to be found. As of 3:20 this afternoon, the show is up and available for download, or you can simply click on the big red button to the right.

It was nice to hear from another local party girl today who swung by the bedroom to tell us of her wild college nights. The story was so crazy, I literally got choked up. Tomorrow the defense will begin making its arguments in the case of the people versus Bob Kelly, so we expect Brendan to once again be 'trapped in the courtroom'. As soon as he is given a break for lunch, he will join us via phone with the latest information-we're talking scoops that are only minutes old, people! You can't beat that kind of courtroom reporting. Keep checking back with us here at MattDahl.com, and as soon as we have a new show for you, we'll be sure and let you know. Then you tell someone else, and together, we will spawn our Internet radio empire! I'm just warning you, it doesn't pay so well...yet.

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Hey everyone, hope you had a great weekend. We should be doing a show today, hopefully at any time now. Brendan is of course still covering the R. Kelly trial, and I think this week is going to be packed full of witness testimony, so it's quite possible that Brendo's lunch break will be all over the place this week.

Meanwhile I am enjoying some left-over Domino's pizza, which I tend to prefer cold and left-over anyway. I don't know what that says about the pizza, but it is damn good the next morning out of the fridge. As you may or may not know, I'm not necessarily a huge fan of the pizza, but I can't stop tracking them online with the latest in pizza delivery technology, the Pizza Tracker. Check out my YouTube videos if you aren't familiar with the break through.

I was really excited to learn yesterday that my former delivery guy, Vladimir, was preparing and baking my Za. That's right, from delivery boy to oven master, in just months. I like to think that all the positive feedback I left on my Tracker had a lot to do with the promotion. I just hope he doesn't forget me when he's owning franchises. The new delivery guy has some things to work on, as he had to call me to figure out how to get into my building this weekend...Not Vlad, he never had those issues. I miss him. I poured a little bit of my Garlic Butter dipping sauce out for him.

***UPDATE: Show added at 4:15pm. Enjoy!

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We will be live on the wires today, Friday, with a good old fashioned, both of us in studio, radio program. Brendo has the day off from his coverage of the R. Kelly trial, so we'll be able to bring you the full show, live at 12pm! Join us as we gear up for the weekend, kicked off by the inevitable start of the show Friday primal howl. It's a custom we are growing quite accustomed to. Feel free to yell something at home with us...then we're interactive! Wouldn't that be a beautiful thing?

We've got a lot of catching up to do, and a lot of Entertainment News to deliver, no doubt. Brendan's E-files must be swelling with hot new couples, pregnant boobs we are watching, and all sorts of awkward encounters. Be sure to join us live at 12, or as always, on the podcast. Spread the word!!

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The show went off without a hitch today, thank goodness. Once again we caught up with Brendan stationed outside the Cook County Courthouse in his mom's Sebring convertible. From what it sounded like to me, the top was still up. Brendan is not a big top dropper really, at least that's what I've gathered from my time with him. His(well his mom's really) model Sebring is a bit older, and is the type where you have to unclip the hood and physically push it back yourself. This might just be the extra step that keeps Uncle Greasey from feeling that cool breeze tickle the follicles on his head. The one time I did convince him to take the hood down and utilize the convertible feature, all the garbage in the car started flying in our faces and out the back. I've never seen so many Wendy's napkins in flight. Needless to say, Brendan kept it closed for the ride home.

We're going to the Cubs game tonight, and I really hope I don't have to sit through an entire playing of that lame ass "Go Cubs Go" song. I'm not saying that as a White Sox fan trying to poke fun. Just in general, that song makes me cringe. There is just something about it's laid back, sing songy attitude that really pisses me off. If I were a Cubs fan, I would want to sing something way cooler after the game. On the south side, we usually go with AC/DC's 'Thunderstruck', an anthem that became engrained in the White Sox culture after 2005. Before that, it was typically Sweet Home Chicago, a song anyone can get behind. I'll even help someone write a cooler Cubs song, as long as no one ever has to hear that Steve Goodman crap again. I mean come on, he says the Cubs are only the best in the National League. Why lowball yourself like that in your own team anthem!?

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Unfortunately my internet is out today, causing serious problems in my ability to do my internet based show. That being said, Brendan and I still did record a show today, and if we don't try to get it to you somehow, it's just a really weird phone conversation that two dudes recorded once for no real reason at all. I was able to get the show uploaded from my house, unfortunately, I don't have everything I need to properly update the podcast. You can listen to today's show by clicking on the "Listen Live" link on the right side of the page.

To download the show as an mp3, right-click on this link, and save the target file to your system. I'm sorry for any inconvenience.

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Happy Memorial Day weekend everyone. I for one will be viewing the Indy 500 in its entirety today, not really because I’m an Indy racing fan, but more because I think Danica Patrick is incredibly hot. How could you not? Thinking about her winging around those turns at speeds over 200mph, the car shaking and vibrating her entire body, her sexy little hands gripping the wheel for dear life...It just really gets me ‘revved up’, to throw some auto terms at you. If you haven’t checked out her photo shoot for Sports Illustrated, it comes highly recommended from me.

For as long as I can remember, I have watched the Indy 500 every year. When I was a young lad, before my brothers and my schedules were filled up with various extracurriculars, we almost always spent the long weekend at the family place in Michigan. Sunday I would wake up to the smell of coffee and breakfast my mom was whipping up, and the sound of those Indy cars my dad was cranking from the TV. I always thought it was cool that my dad made a point of watching the race every year, and I knew very young that was a tradition I wanted to adopt. Any event that allows you lay motionless on the couch for several hours, drinking Coca-Cola and eating various Planter’s peanuts (dad always went honey roasted), is just fine by me. Even for a kid with ADD, there is just something about the race that can keep my attention for the entirety. I find the countdown from 500 calming, and love watching the laps peel off.

I’ve even attended racing school in Michigan at a place called MRS (Michigan Racing School) with my brothers. We spent an entire weekend decked out in fireproof suits and driving boots, behind the wheels of go-karts that could push 60...if you knew how to open them up on the back stretch like I did. Being brothers, we still argue about who officially won the final race of the weekend, and we probably always will. We would later join forces on ‘Team Steve Dahl’ for the Chicago White Sox Go-kart Grand Prix, only to be defeated by a bunch of guys who took it WAY too seriously. They brought their own non-required fireproof suits and driving booties, and spent a lot of time before the race tuning up their cars. We just thought it was a light-hearted charity race, and with that lack of mental preparedness, we were defeated. Although one Dahl brother did manage to take 2nd in his heat. I’ll give you one guess who it was. Booyah!

Have a great weekend everyone!

Posted by Matt Dahl at 11:41 AM | Permalink

Check out our podcast section, or refresh your iTunes subscription for a hot, steamy, and fresh new show. I was not able to sequester Brendan in the bedroom studio today, but maybe if I start using more sweet courtroom words like 'sequester', I'll have a better chance. I WAS however able to get him on the phone in the midst of his one hour lunch break.

We know the show is a bit sporadic these days, and we apologize, but can I just say, it's all Brendan's fault. I kid! If I could be in the courtroom for the R Kelly happenings, I would go in an instant...especially after hearing Brendan describe all of the beautiful courthouse honey dips walking around in their formal business attire. Something about a woman dressed for business really turns me on. I love a business skirt and a nice pair of tights, is that so wrong? For more, check out today's show, and we'll be back live on the wires tomorrow afternoon!

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We're live on the wires today, Friday, at 12pm. Join us for another action packed show before the action packed weekend! Click the listen live link to your right, or catch us on the podcast.

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No show today, folks. Unfortunately the timing is all off, not unlike the late bowl of soup I delivered to a customer's table last week, in which he was "very disappointed". Brendan is once again holed up in the courtroom, and is undoubtedly on his best behavior after his doughnut related issues yesterday. I must return to my waitressing job so that I can continue to try and put my kids through college.

We are sorry for this gap in your daily entertainment, but we hope you will understand. We will be live on the wires again tomorrow at 12pm, and on the podcast shortly after that.

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Just wanted to let you know that we managed to squeeze a show into the midst of an otherwise busy schedule today. That's just the love we have for you, the Matt Dahl Show listener. I'm about to head out the door to bartend a private 21st birthday party, which I was not at all excited about, until Brendan mentioned the opportunity to possibly serve some 21 year old ladies. You can hear all about it on today's show by launching the player here, or downloading the podcast.

As long as Brendan doesn't find himself restrained by judge Vincent Gaugn tomorrow(also check out today's show!), we will have another show for you tomorrow around 1pm. Sorry for the hectic nature of our scheduling right now, but we figure it's better than nothing!

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**UPDATE--WE'LL BE LIVE ON THE WIRES AT 1PM!

Hey everyone. There was no show yesterday, Monday, because I had a last minute meeting about potential future employment. Turns out that Chippendales doesn't exactly have the benefits and 401k options I'm looking for right now.

Today, Tuesday, I'm not exactly sure what's going on. I awoke to a text message from Brendan, and for once, it wasn't one of his late night booty calls. I believe he is still 'Trapped in the Courtroom', and said that he would still like to do a show today, only later in the afternoon. I replied, "What time? LOL OMG ;) ", and have yet to receive a response, which I'm pretty sure means Brendo is still in court.

We sincerely apologize for the inconsistencies with the show lately, but I guess this is the way it goes when you are doing a free one hour show out of your bedroom every day. Hopefully we will have a podcast to post for you later in the day.

Keep checking back with us here at MattDahl.com!

Posted by Matt Dahl at 11:51 AM | Permalink

Hey folks. I just recently received a call from our own Brendan Greeley who informed me that he is, for lack of better words, 'trapped in the courtroom'. You see, Brendan spent the morning covering the happenings at the R. Kelly trial, which is kind of like a six year old kid covering Santa coming to town. It's going to be hard to tear him away. When we spoke on the phone, he said he was putting all his personal belongings into a closet, yes, trapping them in a closet, before heading into jury selection. I decided it was best to be flexible about all this, since it is probably the biggest day of Brendo's life so far. If you could only hear the giddiness in that subsonic voice of his, I know you would understand. It makes Brendan happy, and "happy people keeps the world turnin, turnin, turnin; and happy people keeps us dancin, dancin, dancin." I think we all know who wrote that choice poetry.

If we can do a show today, in other words, if Brendan can ever separate himself from his idol and mentor, R. Kelly, we definitely will. Check back with us later and take a look in the podcast's section. Sorry for any confusion!

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There was no show today due to illness. Matt thinks it might've been something in the "Dianetics Stew" at the Scientology party he attended for Suri Cruise's two years and two weeks birthday party. Hopefully, we will be back in action soon. Matt wants to get back on his feet quickly, because Rob Thomas is performing at the two years and three weeks Suri party. Updates will be forthcoming.

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Happy Cinco de Mayo! For all you non-spanish speakers, that translates "five of mayo", which is a way to ask for condiments in the native Mexican tongue, Spanish. I'm only kidding, we all of course know that Cinco de Mayo commemorates an initial victory of Mexican forces led by General Ignacio Zaragoza Seguin over French forces in the Battle of Puebla on May 5, 1862...and I definitely didn't wikipedia that.

This holiday has become engrained in the American way of life, I feel, for two reasons. First, we have a lot of Mexicans here in America. Second, we Americans will accept any holiday that allows us to get drunk on a specific day, no matter where it falls in the week. We don't really care about the significance or the history of the holiday, we just want to drink tequilla and maybe take a few swings at a multi-colored donkey piñata. I know Brendan and I will be out grinding, or "El Grindo" in celebration(maybe even with some Latinas!), and most likely cap things off with a taco. ¡Viva La México!

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Join Matt and I today for part two of our exclusive interview with Curtis "Booger" Armstrong from his compound in Telluride, Colorado as we celebrate 25 years since his supporting role in "Risky Business", where he played Tom Cruise's friend who first called the hooker service.

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I captured this video last night from my seat at the White Sox game. Joe Crede knocks a single to score Carlos Quentin from 2nd base, and the White Sox win in walk-off style in the bottom of the ninth. This video is not at all meant to piss off Cubs fans, even though you can hear our sweet victory song, Thunderstruck, which I still say is WAY cooler than Go Cubs Go, quite possibly the lamest song not only in baseball, but maybe even history. It was just about 11:30pm due to rain delay, and the score was still tied 6-6. With a man on second, Joe Clutch Crede steps to the plate and delivers this...I just thought it was a sweet baseball moment I happened to capture on film, so I figured I'd share.

**If you click on the video window, and load the actual youtube page, you can watch this video in High Quality!!

Also, as promised, here is the video of Devin Hester eating chicken. This is quite possibly the creepiest video I've ever produced.

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Hey everyone. Here is the picture I spoke of on today's show. You can see all the wine glasses lined up, pre me chugging them all. If you don't know what I'm talking about, listen to today's podcast! There's even something about the handwriting around the picture that really turns me on. It just has that cute, crafty girl with good penmanship feeling written all over it, and I've always liked that. Nothing like a lady with a steady hand. Dinner kicked ass, and so did the birthday. Thanks to all of you for the kind words!

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After decades of sexual tension that has reached throbbing new heights in recent years, New York and Boston finally gave into temptation Sunday evening at the conclusion of another highly flirtatious three-game series between the Yankees and Red Sox. New York and Boston “got it on” at seedy motel while Bristol, Connecticut watched.
“I know it was wrong, but it was wicked good,” said Boston native Tommy O’Dooligan. O’Dooligan also commented on the size of New York’s Bronx, describing it as “freakin’ huge”. The circumstances that made the hookup irresistible started when Boston left its shirt strategically placed in New York’s new dressing room. New York found it and dug it up. “Boston has always been such a f’n tease. Am I right or what? Fuggetaboutit,” said New York’s Joey Trucko. “It’s a small city but it’s hot in the summertime. You know what I'm talkin' about. Aayyyy.” Several references to the Pedro Martinez “Yankees are my daddy” quote could be heard through the walls during the passionate session. Afterwards, the two drove off separately, but left the door open for another tryst, should any minor coincidence or controversy cause ESPN to spend 48 minutes of a 60-minute SportsCenter reminding everyone that the two franchises share a history.

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Hey everyone. It's my birthday today(yay me!), so my dad is taking me to the sox game at US Cellular field. I can't imagine a better way to spend a birthday, and I was even lucky enough to go last night. It was pretty crazy actually, and you can hear all about it on today's show. We did the show live at 11am this morning, but the podcast is available here, in the podcast section, or you can subscribe in iTunes!

This photo was captured by my friend Eric Rejman last night from our seats at the game.

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I just woke up not too long ago, and I'm already feeling like it's one of those days. It's rainy and cold outside, there's gum in my hair, and I slipped on skateboard while getting out of bed. Okay, so not all of those things are true, but I read a book that went like that once. I think the the source of my melancholy also has something to do with the White Sox game last night. My brother, Mike, was nice enough to invite me to the Comcast Sportsnet Box, which kicked ass. Unfortunately, the game did not. The Twins served up a 5-12 beating over the sox, and I know it's still incredibly early in the season, and we should be allowed to lose one game a week, but it still hurts! I saw the Cubs finally got it done in the 15th inning last night, so I guess kudos to them. However, you know as a Sox fan, that only makes it harder.

We still had a great time at the game, and I especially enjoy hanging out with Mike's co-workers. Not unlike myself, they also enjoy giving him a hard time, so it's like hanging out in a box with 8 other brothers, all teaming up on Mike Dahl. All it took was one call from his girlfriend to spawn the "Mike just got engaged" rumors, and before we knew it, Mike's co-worker Joe was pouring us all a glass of Korbel Champagne. They really take a joke far, what with the bubbly and all, but you've got to respect the dedication and commitment to the gag. I received major accolades when I was able to sniff out the recent delivery of chicken tenders all the way from the front row, with an open window! As the unemployed guy there last night, I definitely went to town on those tenders, some hotdogs, chips and dip, and several cold beers, earning me the title of "homeless". It's probably apt.

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Hey everyone. You may have noticed, hopefully you did, that there was no show or podcast Friday. We apologize for this serious lapse in your quality entertainment, but Brendan and I were tending to some other duties.

You see, this Sunday, April 6, we are going to be doing a live show on The Killer Bee, B96. Yes, that's right. 7-10am, this Sunday. Join us as we inevitably 'crank out the hits', and hopefully take a major step towards getting our show back on the airwaves. Hope you can join us!

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I know what you're thinking, and you're probably right; I'm totally turning into one of those creepy dog people. I'm just a step away from dressing him up in cute little costumes. Oh wait, I've already done that too. He was Darth Vader for Halloween. Regardless, he doesn't complain when I tape him, like most women do, so he gets a lot of camera time. Here's what happens in Walter's world when I'm out for the day...

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I just read that Miley Cyrus' real name is actually 'Destiny Hope' Cyrus, which I think cements my case that this girl is a total bitch. Destiny Hope? I mean I know the genius of Billy Ray and whoever he fornicated with ultimately came up with the name, but she's lived it, and worse yet, she tried to hide it from us. That breaks my achey breaky heart. She wants to legally change her name to Miley, which begs the question, why not just go Hannah Montana. It's just as fake as Miley. I vote for Hannah Montana Ray Cyrus. I know my distaste for the teen pop star is completely irrational and unwarranted, but I stand by my actions.

Join us for another show this afternoon, as always, live at 12pm right here on MattDahl.com, or available in podcast form. You can send us an IM during the show at "mattdahlshow", or drop us a line at matt@dahl.com!

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We're back live on the wires this afternoon at 12pm, and the podcast will resume as well. I haven't seen Brendan in over a week, and we've got plenty to talk about. Since our last visit I went to the Rocky Mountains, we both celebrated St. Patrick's Day, and Brendan finally put the finishing touches on his Lindsay Lohan photo mosaic. It's a passion of his.

I guess today is actually the 'official' St. Patrick's Day, so, HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY! I myself am a little bit Irish, but I've always been a believer in the holiday magic. In first grade, I caught a leprechaun in my homemade leprechaun catching machine. It was another mentally demanding class project, and I nailed it. Here was my setup:

A shoebox, covered in green construction paper to simulate the look and feel of soft, leprechaun inciting grass, is fitted with a large hole in the center of the lid. On one side of the hole is the bait. While some say the worm is best, I find the pot-o-gold can't be beat when it comes to catching really nice leprechauns. Over the hole you place some construction paper, also made to look like grass, but you don't secure it to the box. This way, when the leprechaun inevitably goes for the pot-o-gold, he/she falls through the hole, and is trapped in the box.

While I did not actually catch a physical leprechaun, I know he fell in my trap due to the trail of gold glitter I found the next day in class, in addition to the gold coins made of chocolate he left in the bottom of the trap. I've always been an advocate of the catch and release method of catching Leprechauns. Best of luck.

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Here's a shot I took with my iPhone while making my descent into Eagle County/Vail Colorado yesterday. I was on a twin-prop plane with 10 other people, and had the sexiest military babe pilot I've ever seen on a plane. She even had that sweet USO, Rosie the Riveter kind of haircut under her captains hat. Needless to say, the flight was ripe with my own mile high fantasies.

Last night we went to a local brewery, and because we weren't all wearing those pants you can zip off into shorts at a moments notice with those weird mountain climby sandals, the locals had us pegged as out-of-towners instantly. I found it bizarre that all the locals were drinking Budweisers instead of tapping the Rockies with the local delicacy, Coors. Maybe that's what the tourists do, come here and drink Coors. We're still feeling it out.

I'll try to keep posting pictures and stories here as often as I can, so keep checking back for some updates from Colorado.

Here's a shot of the red rocks I got from the airplane as well. The shot is a bit grainy because of the dirty, thick airline window that's in the way, but I think the way the camera captured the propeller is pretty cool.

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The Matt Dahl Show is on break for now. We will return on St. Patrick's Day, Monday March 17th. Matt is on his way to do missionary work in Utah, as he does near the dawn of every spring as far back as he can remember. I will use the sabbatical to re-discover my hobby: stealing hood ornaments from luxury cars under the cover of darkness. I'm looking for a classic Jaguar to add to my collection. I might even bring back the classic look invented by Beastie Boy Mike D and wear a Volkswagen hood ornament around my neck. I need a fresh look for the spring season. Mike D's fashion statement is blamed for starting the hood ornament stealing craze. I used to wear stolen brake lines around my neck. Luckily for America, my all-white rap group never hit mainstream. Many lives could've been lost.

On a side note, I read that Adam Horowitz of the Beastie Boys briefly dated Molly Ringwald after the success of License to Ill. In an interview, the Beasties' road manager told the story of Adam and Molly's first date: “On their first date, they drank premixed bottled cocktails and did Whip-Its.” Awesome.

My ultimate goal within my hobby is to tour Europe and steal hood ornaments from overseas. Did you know that in the UK, they don't call them hood ornaments, they call them "car mascots"? No joke. (I'm including that fact as dialogue in my script for "Pulp Fiction 2:Pulp-ier Fiction".) I have to go now, as I am in the process of affixing some steer horns to the front of the Sebring. My own special hood ornament.

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New research shows that while receiving the Ten Commandments from God atop Mount Sinai, Moses was tripping his balls off(as the kids say) on psychedelic drugs. This might be the perfect way to get people to finally start going to church. Between this and some of that holy wine, it could be quite the party. I'm not really one for the psychedelics, and I think as soon as someone offered me the body and blood of Christ, I might really freak out, man. But, throw in some techno music and some grinding, and you've got something.

Brett Favre claims he is finally retiring this year, although I'm hesitant to believe him until I see him in the stands on opening day next season. Remember last year when he hinted at retirement and even cried on the field, only to suit up for another playoff birthing season? Imagine how depressing it must be to live in Green Bay now without Brett Favre! I wonder if he will resume his once hot acting, reprising his great role in "There's Something About Mary".

We've got plenty to talk about on the show today, so join us for another live one at 12pm, or as always, on the podcast!

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Hey everyone. I just wanted to remind you that Brendan and I will be observing the most sacred holiday of President's Day, and we'll be taking the day off for silent reflection and remembrance. I guess President's Day is mainly about Washington and Lincoln, and I think when you're talking about two men who were so imperative in the formation of our great Union, I feel we should really split it up into two holidays. A Washington's Day, and a Lincoln's Day. Then we'd get two days off. But I'm unemployed, so I really shouldn't talk. There aren't even enough Presidents to justify how long I haven't been working!

Anyways, enjoy the holiday, and we'll talk to you live Tuesday at 12pm, or on the podcast.

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It's the start of another great week, and Brendan and I will be back on the air this afternoon at 12pm. I guess we're not really on the air, since our signal is not being broadcast via antenna, more like 'on the wires'. I might coin that term. If we could ever take calls in my bedroom studio, I might say, "You're in the wires with Matt and Brendan".

We've got a lot to talk about this afternoon, including a recap from the weekend's parties. I know Brendan spent Friday night at a lingerie shop, so his weekend probably peaked pretty early. I imagine if you were a lingerie buying lady who didn't know who Brendan was that night, your shopping experience might become somewhat uncomfortable. You just showed up to buy some sexy underwear for your man, maybe a little Valentine's Day surprise, and there's some creepy dude with an even creepier voice standing over in the bustier section, glaring at you. It might taint the shopping experience, but for Brendan, I'm sure it was paradise. I know I was definitely jealous.

I thought the Grammy's were pretty enjoyable last night, and they seemed to feature a heavy amount of live performances this particular year. I assume they probably did this on purpose to make the show more exciting, as I'm sure people generally get bored of the acceptance speeches. They only problem with this logic was that with so many live and energetic performances, the few acceptance speeches they did air seemed ten times as boring as usual. I'm just glad Queen Latifa wasn't the host. Amy Winehouse had to perform via satellite from London, and she had her own private host in Cuba Gooding Jr.. Who makes that executive decision? Out of all the people to fly out to London to introduce Amy, it's "Snow Dogs" very own, CGJr. Amy was great though, and delightfully creepy. Something about her cold, distant stare, and her seemingly involuntary twitches and body spasms, really turns me on!

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It's Super Tuesday, and we've got another Super Show to go along with your primary elections.

I haven't decided if I'm going to vote or not today, although I know I'd like to. Not because I'm particularly invested in one candidate, or I feel strongly on any particular issue, but mainly because I enjoy the kindly old ladies that sign me in at my local polling place. I vote at a really small church out by house, and I'm willing to bet that the ladies who administer the ballots there have been doing their job for almost 100 years. More than anyone else in town, they have their wrinkled, arthritic, and boney fingers on the pulse of our small little city. They know everyone who comes in to vote by name, and can recall the last time you decided to participate in this little thing we call 'Democracy'. I always feel as though I'm making them proud, as if I'm saving face for an entire generation of MTV watching, Xbox playing, lazy young Americans. I'm sure if things weren't so formal at the polling place, they'd want to squeeze my cheeks and give me a butterscotch candy to suck on, and I, in return, would want to run my fingers through their cotton-like tufts of hair. But when it comes to politics, we keep it just that, political. They know I love them.

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Just in time for Super Tuesday, Barack Obama has garnered the support of yet another Kennedy. Jamie Kennedy, star of "The Jamie Kennedy Experiment", "Malibu's Most Wanted" and, most recently, "Son of the Mask", joined the likes of Ted and Caroline Kennedy and Maria Shriver, calling the young lawmaker an inspriational uniter. "He is tough-minded but he also has an uncommon capacity to appeal to 'the better angels of our nature,'" Kennedy said, quoting from President Abraham Lincoln's first inaugural address in 1861. Echoing the words of Ted Kennedy, Jamie said he was searching for a candidate that "inspires me, inspires all of us." He was joined onstage by Neve Campbell and Matthew Lillard, Kennedy's "Scream" co-stars. Kennedy invoked the memory of Skeet Ulrich's awe-inspiring performance in the first "Scream" movie when speaking of Obama. Sen. Hillary Clinton of New York, Obama's chief rival, brushed off the Kennedy endorsement while noting that former MTV VJ Kennedy has backed her to be the party's presidential nominee in the November election.

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It's the start of another week, and Brendan and I are back with a full slate of shows, free to you, the listener. Don't forget you can IM us during the show at "mattdahlshow", or as always, feel free to send us an email.

I still can't really believe how awesome that Superbowl was last night, and I know Brendan and I will have a lot to say about it this afternoon. Who knows, it might even work its way into the Entertainment News, as this was the first year of marriage between the NFL and Ryan Seaqueer. I'm not exactly sure how I feel about a red carpet at the Superbowl unless it's Lindsay Lohan's.

I thought Tom Petty was pretty awesome, even though just looking at him these days kind of creeps me out. He just has a weird, almost robotic nature about him that I find slightly unsettling. It kind of reminds me of a marionette puppet or something. It's a very distant, wooden kind of look. That being said, he can definitely still rock.

There's a lot more to talk about from the weekend, although Brendan and I never met up Friday night. He was at a birthday party my brother was throwing from his roommate, and his roommate was kicked out of his own party...so I look forward to hearing about that one.

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The weekend is finally here, but we've got one more action packed show for you this afternoon. Brendan and I embarked on quite a journey together yesterday, full of male bonding, insecurity, and affordable fashion. We'll tell you all about it today.

As I'm sure you know, the Superbowl is this Sunday, so we'll be finalizing our plans and making our predictions for the big game. That should take a few seconds. Brendan still thinks Eli is the greatest Manning of all time, but I refute that, as we all know Cooper Manning is the greatest of the Manning brothers.

It's supposed to keep snowing until about 6pm tonight, although it seems to have already died down for the most part. I enjoy having the snow on the ground, as it makes it way easier to pick up my dog's shit. This way I can just kind of combine it all into one big snowball, and then pick that up with a plastic bag. It's a mental victory because you don't feel like you're just picking up hot, steamy...well, you get the point.

Speaking of hot, steamy, and powdery white stuff; Lindsay Lohan and the gang will all be subject to another edition of Entertainment News with our own Brendan Greeley. Hope you can join us!

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Join us today for another hour long web-based radio extravaganza! Of course it's Thursday, which means some local children will be stopping by for Story Time with their Uncle's Matt and Brendan. We like to do what we can to help mold the future of this country.

If we aren't talking to the kids, we of course will be engaging in heated political debate regarding boarder control and immigration, as per the usual on our show. That, and I have some dog related issues I need to address with Brendan. It seems sometime between eating my socks and peeing on my sheets, my dog, Walter, has learned how to operate a computer, which he is using to network socially. You'll have to listen this afternoon to get the scoop.

Click here to see Walter's Myspace Page. And just one more time, for the record, I did not make this. Although I am currently unemployed and quite often very bored, it has not led me down a path this dark yet.

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In case you missed it, on today's show we talked about a new video circling about the internet in which a boob belonging to one Britney Spears makes an appearance on camera. Built into the video is a slightly creepy "peeping Tom" feel, as it is shot from behind some kind of window, or a complex system of mirrors of some sort...I'm not really sure. Anyway, I figured I would post the aforementioned video myself, as I found it slightly difficult to find. Well, it really only took me 30 seconds or so--but a video of Britney Spears' boob has got to be available 'on demand'! Now if I can only see that other boob sometime, I'll have seen her whole kit and kaboodle, or should I say her 'kits and kaboodle'.

Here you go, and please, enjoy!

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When I came home the other day, a car right in front of my building had The Denver Boot affixed to its left front wheel. I was concerned that it would be in my favorite parking spot for long time, but, amazingly, it was gone within a few hours. The device is called "The Denver Boot" because the city of Denver was the first to employ them(surprise, surprise). I always assumed it was because John Denver was a parking ticket scofflaw, but that isn't the case. He only encountered problems in the air.

The Denver Boot was invented by a violinist named Frank Marugg. Marugg was in the Denver Symphony Orchestra and was a friend to the police community. In 1953, the sheriff approached Marugg, seeking a solution to the city's illegal parking problems. I can't imagine why he turned to a violinist for help, but it paid off. Marugg came up with the wheel clamp which came to be known as The Denver Boot. On a side note, I heard Rod Blagoevich consulted cellist Yo-Yo Ma shortly before announcing his "seniors ride free" program to save the CTA.

I recently took in an afternoon television showing of the movie Coyote Ugly, in which a guy places a fake Denver Boot on his car to keep the cops from putting a real one on. I don't think that would work, but who am I to question the plot of a Piper Perabo movie? I'm willing to suspend disbelief in order to watch 90 minutes of hot chicks dancing on the bar while Def Leppard blasts. Matt and I have been talking for a long time about hitting the Coyote Ugly club that's here in town. We've yet to follow through on that mission. I think I'm going to make it a priority. (See, sometimes you don't have to set New Year's resolutions, sometimes they find you.) Although I question whether it's anything like the movie. I imagine a bunch of guys turning out to see hot chicks and it becoming a dude fest. We'll see. I'm not sure what came first, the movie or the club. I guess I'd like to think that there was a real bar that spawned the film. On the other hand, if the movie inspired the club, it would give me hope for my line of Training Day clubs, where you sit there and drink until Denzel Washington comes and beats the hell out of you before forcing you to smoke PCP. I realize the insurance costs will be sky high, but the aspiration remains. Now that I think of it, Alonzo Harris(Denzel's character) would've made for a heck of a parking enforcement officer. Although, admittedly, narcotics detail made for a slightly more interesting storyline.

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Here I am with the Patrick and Rachel, the newly married Dahl's, enjoying ourselves at the rehearsal dinner at Smith & Wollensky. I drank a lot of wine that night, as you can see below, and gave myself quite the hangover for the big day Saturday.

For more stories from the wedding and reception, be sure to catch the shows this week. If you miss anything, you can always download the podcast! I'll try and post more pictures when they are made available to me. Thanks!

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The Matt Dahl Show webcast will return Wednesday January 2nd, 2008.

Although this is an incredibly busy and exciting time for the Dahl family with the marriage of my eldest brother Pat this afternoon, we are deeply saddened by the loss of a truly great friend, Terry Armour. We know Terry would want us to enjoy ourselves over the next few days, and we will honor his legacy by celebrating. Keep his family in your thoughts.

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Here's a nice shot of Brendan and Walter relaxing after the show. Even though it may seem like they fight a lot, they always manage to work out their differences.

This is me sporting some duel lightsaber action at the Sharper Image. Just call me Darth Dahl. No wonder I barely got any Christmas shopping done. I also spent about 30 minutes with the Roomba robotic mop and vacuum. Someday I will own one. Someday...

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You can subscribe to our Podcast in iTunes, and have it automatically download new episodes as they're posted.
Just click here to be taken to the iTunes store, and hit 'Subscribe'!

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Today's the big day we start our live daily webcast! To access our stream, click here!!

We'll be live at 12pm, so be sure to tune in. It's a little more complicated for Apple users, who must download the Flip4Mac plug-in. This is only temporary, as Computer Ed, The Master, is working to alleviate any and all stress from the process. But for now, please bear with us.

All shows will also be available for download following the live webcast. For a list of shows, click right here!

Thanks a lot for giving a damn, and I know this will be a lot of fun while we figure out how to do this and get paid at least enough to eat.

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Good news everybody. We are happy to announce the return of the Matt Dahl Show. Well kind of. Starting Monday, December 10th, Brendan and I will begin webcasting live daily from my bedroom. I'm not talking about the type of bedroom webcast where we are butt naked and doing unspeakable things to members of the opposite sex, although maybe that's a good way to make some money in the meantime. Plus, I know Brendan is comfortable working that close with me, as long as our junk doesn't touch.

But, we will leave our clothes on, for now, and bring you a live hour every day at 12 noon. We'll stream directly from my bedroom to our website, so you can enjoy the show at work, home, or wherever else you might have a computer. Plus, after the live show, it will be available for download for any of those who may have missed it.

So join us Monday as we begin our new daily webcast. Brendan and I have a lot to catch up on, and it should be a blast. I'll continue to post the details here as they become available, so keep checking back with us.

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If Matt and I had to pick our favorite international celebrity polar bear, I'd have to say that the Berlin Zoo's Cute Knut would be our choice. The Matt Dahl Show went to great lengths to provide extensive coverage of the life and times of Cute Knut. On the occasion of Knut's 1st birthday, which is today, I thought it was only appropriate that mattdahl.com cover the celebration. The Berlin Zoo is going all out for this party, kind of like an MTV "Super Sweet Sixteen" bash, short only a live performance by Ciara. They made Knut a giant birthday cake containing 30 pounds of flour and 30 pounds of sugar. Slices of cake will be sold to benefit the zoo. Knut himself, like many, many child stars, has an eating disorder and will not be allowed to eat any of his own cake. (By the way, the eating disorder, child stardom and missing out on his own birthday festivities are just a few of the similarities he has with Lindsay Lohan, although, as always, she has the nicer breasts.) Zoo staffers say that Knut weighs 240lbs. and has been on a diet since July.

Knut has had one hell of a first year. Underweight and abandoned at birth(broken home, like Lindsay), Cute Knut was cared for by zoo staffers that fed him a bottle every 2 hours. His twin brother did not survive(much like Elvis' twin), but Knut prospered and gained notoriety. Like Lindsay Lohan, he appeared on the cover of Vanity Fair. Knut has generated an estimated $14 million for the Berlin Zoo, easily out-earning Lilo this year (but not her coke dealer).

The Berlin Zoo said that Knut is growing too large for their facilities and he will eventually have to move. They are considering offers from other European zoos that would be able to house Knut. I've heard he is also considering the Olsen Twins' penthouse that's on the market in New York.

All in all, I hope that Knut has a happy birthday and stays clean. Matt and I were invited to the festivities, but we just didn't have the frequent flier miles to get to Germany. One of these days we'll make it out there. One of these days.

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We can't bring you the entertainment news over the airwaves, but it doesn't hurt to keep tabs on the celebrities that shape our world. It has been an eventful couple of weeks for Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. They celebrated their one year anniversary on the 18th of November(it's easy to remember because it's in between Veteran's Day and Kennedy's death day). On Thursday, Katie accompanied Tom as he accepted an award from the Germans for taking risks in films. She debuted a new haircut and TomKat continued their love affair with the German people. Suri Cruise is also keeping busy. Last Sunday, Suri took in a private concert with the Spice Girls. The Spice Girls were practicing for their reunion tour when Suri made a surprise visit to their rehearsal. The Spice Girls treated her to a private performance, and the 1-year-old Suri reportedly danced along to the music.

Not to be outdone, the other major Hollywood family, Bradgelina, made some news too. First, Angelina Jolie was named the second-highest paid actress to Reese Witherspoon. Then, just this morning, Brad Pitt announced that he is going to build 150 homes in New Orleans. And not just regular homes. He has vowed that they will be environmentally friendly homes. Brad Pitt will design these houses to utilize solar and wind energy. What problem will Bradgelina solve next? Cancer? World Hunger? The Chicago Bulls scoring drought? Only time will tell. I, for one, thank my lucky stars that I live in an age with both a Bradgelina and a TomKat. Until next time....

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Well, I guess an update here is long overdue. Especially since I see Brendan has gotten out of his ‘corner’ and has commandeered my webpage with his own Rextournal emissions(see below). Just kidding, I told him to post on the front page. That’s just the kind of guy I am, even though technically, we aren’t even partners anymore! Well, life partners, but not the radio variety. We are definitely working on that though, and hopefully we’ll be back together on the air before you can say, “Matt and Brendan who?”

A lot has been going on since I last posted here, and I’m not even sure where to start. I suppose I’ll work chronologically, and bring you up to date gradually over then next few days here at MattDahl.com.

One of the major highlights of this ‘hiatus’ so far was the distinct privilege Brendan and I had of judging the 2008 Rush Adrenaline Dancers. This was our second year on the judging panel, and a tradition we are trying very hard to keep alive. I can’t even tell you how sweet it is to have 40 beautiful, half-naked, and highly flexible and rhythmic women working their hardest to impress you, where on any other day, you wouldn’t even get the time of day. But, I’ll take what I can get.

Some of the other judges included Erica, from the B96 morning show, some guy from nights there, a couple Rush players, and Mr. Brad Maynard, Punter for your Chicago Bears. When I arrived to Excalibur, which is where the tryouts were held, I was introduced to Brad and his former Indianapolis Colts Cheerleader wife. She didn’t say a word to me, but turned to the woman in charge of the tryouts and asked, (in my haughtiest party girl voice) “Does he even know ANYTHING about dancing?” To which I responded, “Tons, and I know even more about hot girls.” She just looked down at her Ugg Boots, and I went on my way. Turns out, I ended up ‘buddying’ up to Brad a little bit, which leads me to believe he might be on kind of a short leash. Before the tryouts started all the judges had to introduce themselves to the girls, and say what they do, etc… So after, “Hi! I’m Erica from the B96 morning show,” and the subsequent ovation from the ladies, it was my turn. I said, “Hello, I’m Matt Dahl, and I’m unemployed”. Uproar. Okay, so it wasn’t an uproar from the girls, but they definitely laughed pretty hard, at which point Brad turned to me and whispers, “Dude….you single?” And then he gave me a thumbs up. To me, that makes us friends.

After the tryouts were over, he again came up to Brendan and I and made a comment along the lines of how we may have cut some of the girls from the squad, but we wouldn’t kick any of them out of bed. And no, I did not say “Yeah, you’d punt them,” but I did say, “I hear you Bradley. It’s pretty funny when the beggars become the choosers,” in reference to Brendan and I. Brad laughed, and like a 10 year old on the playground, he actually DARED me to get the microphone and say that over the P.A. I of course did not, and he didn't double dog dare me, so it ended there. But, it’s easy to see; Brad, Brendan, and I go way back.

The squad is top notch, and I know Rush fans will not be disappointed in our selection. There’s truly something for everyone on the 2008 Rush Adrenaline Dance Team, unless you’re a woman. Well, that is unless you’re a lesbian, and then there is something for you too. So it’s something for everyone but straight women and gay guys.

You can check out some more pictures from the auditions by clicking here!

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Watching Rex Grossman perform capably the last few weeks has me believing that the kid has some true talent. I can't help but wonder what could've been if things had transpired differently. Join me, if you will, on a journey into a fanciful future where dreams dare to live.

August 7, 2024

(AP) - GROSSMAN LEADS CLASS OF 2024 INTO PRO FOOTBALL HALL OF FAME

Chicago Bears legend Rex Grossman was the biggest name inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame at Canton today. Grossman, known best for his rocket arm and his steady pocket presence, was a three-time NFL MVP. During his playing career, "Dead-Eye" Rex threw for over 40,000 yards. His pro career began on a shaky note, as he was injury-prone early on. But in 2006, Bears management, wanting to ease the growing pains of their franchise QB, went against their standard operating procedure and took a risk, signing troublesome receiver Terrell Owens. The move paid off, as Grossman and Owens quickly proved to be a match made in heaven. The duo led the Bears to a Super Bowl victory over the Indianapolis Colts. Never satisfied, Bears management refused to stand pat the following year. They went out and acquired wideout Randy Moss from the Oakland Raiders in exchange for a 4th-round draft pick. Moss and Owens went on to form the most dominant receiver duo in the history of the NFL, enabling Grossman to set all sorts of passing records. The Bears went on to win five out the next six Super Bowls, an era of dominance not expericenced in Chicago since the days of George "Papa Bear" Halas. "Grossman was simply the elite quarterback of our generation,' said career backup Tony Romo, who played for eight different NFL teams. "He was the standard by which we were all judged." Grossman was introduced by his son, Rex Jr.

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Due to an imminent format change, this past Saturday was our last show on WCKG. I’m not exactly sure what will become of the show now, but I promise you we are doing everything within our power to find another home somewhere in Chicago radio. It has been an unforgettable ride so far, and hopefully it is far from over. Either way, I feel incredibly fortunate to have had this opportunity at WCKG, and I thank everyone who helped us bring the show to where it is now. I guess that’s nowhere, but you know what I mean.

The support from you, the listener, has always been astonishing, and I speak for both Brendan and I when I say, quite sincerely, “Thank you”. Keep checking back with us here at mattdahl.com for updates as to our whereabouts and happenings, and hopefully we’ll be back on the air with you very soon.

p.s. What the hell was up with those Bears Sunday?

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Now this is justice being served.

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Above is a shot of me doing the infamous, record-breaking, 42 second keg stand. Below, Brendan and I awkwardly pose on the side of a car after being left out of the group shots due to our lack of orange t-shirts. In retrospect, probably should have brough some orange with us.

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Here is some video from last week's Fry Daddy Friday. Nasty as hell.

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Here's a youtube video I received from my brother Pat. Just watch it and tell me you don't get psyched up.

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I guess I feel like a bit of a traitor, but I’ve officially bet on the Cubs for tonight’s game. I’m not going large or anything, just a simple $20 to make $22 kind of deal. Brendan and I are heading out after the show to watch the game, and I figured this way, with my own money on the line, I could figure out a way to maybe even cheer for the Cubs---just a little. It certainly isn’t easy being a baseball fan in a city with two teams. I feel like I’m cheating on the Sox by extending any excitement towards the Cubs’ playoff run, However, the way I see it, it’s kind of like my girlfriend (the White Sox) decided to stay in tonight and catch up on their Grey’s, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t get my grind on with the hot little number in the red and blue pinstripes. Or something like that…

Brendo and I are heading to a local establishment we are trying to become regulars at. I’m not really sure why we want to be recognized as regulars, since there’s really not much that comes out of the deal, but maybe someday we can have our picture hung up above our favorite stools. Who knows, maybe they could even add a Matt-tini or Brendan-tini to the cocktail menu.

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This Thursday, join Brendan and me 10-Midnight at P.J. Clarke's in Chicago. We'll be there giving away tickets to see Steve Dahl and the Dahlfins live at the House of Blues this Saturday night. In addition to the tickets, I"ll have copies of Matty D's album, "White Chocolate", and other t-shirts and things to give away. It's all happening Thursday night at P.J. Clarke's, thanks to Budweiser Select.

P.J. Clarke's is here:

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It's too bad the Bears sucked on Sunday, but on the plus side, check out my new badass Mike Ditka sweater.

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This is my new dog, Walter. Today, he was attacked by a Pit Bull. Now, he looks like this:

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Here's Biba from Tuesday night with Brendan and I.

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Hey everyone. We’re off tonight for Monday Night Football, but will be back live Tuesday at 7pm. I for one will be attending the Stevie Wonder concert at Northerly Island. I’m really excited to see him, even though he can’t see me. I saw him a couple weekends ago at the Nascar race on television, saying the four most famous words in motor sports, “Gentlemen, start your engines!�?. After that, if I’m Stevie Wonder, I just go home. I can’t imagine having someone explain to me that cars are driving around in a circle, but I’m sure it’s not very thrilling. Anyways, I’m pretty excited for the show, and will have all the details for you Tuesday night. I will of course be taping the MNF game, although I still have the Britney comeback from Sunday night’s VMA’s to watch as well. I guess she teamed up with Criss Angel, the magician/illusionist, to create some kind of crazy performance. He can’t be that great of a magician though, because he couldn’t even hide his infidelity from his own wife. If I’m Criss, that’s the first thing I make disappear.

We’ll talk to you tomorrow.

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My couch is too comfortable. I know that sounds like blasphemy, but it's the truth. Now, to be clear, I'm not saying that my couch is the greatest couch of all time(I've rested on more comfortable sofas), but it is too relaxing for my purposes. Lately, I can't lie down on it without dozing off. And it's throwing off my whole sleep cycle. Yesterday, for example, I came home, ate a burrito for dinner, and laid down to settle into the second half of "Talladega Nights" when I fell asleep. When I arose, I was smack dab in the middle of some dog sledding movie starring Paul Walker. (By the way, "Eight Below" is an inspirational journey that is based on a true story. Have a box of tissues at your side should you decide to pop this tale of triumph into your DVD player. I myself was so moved that I am in the process of securing a team of Huskies that might just save me the hassle of public transportation come winter.)
I realize I sound crazy for complaining about an inviting piece of furniture. In reality, it's not something that has me feeling unsettled. It was just a vehicle to let me sing the praises of my couch. Have you hugged your couch today?
Life is short, as Phil Rizzuto learned Tuesday.

Rizzuto is most famous for shouting "Holy Cow" in the same way as Harry Caray. It was Harry's catchphrase first, but Rizzuto claimed that he had always uttered that phrase even before he was a broadcaster. I find it hard to believe that a ballplayer wasn't full out swearing in the 1940s Yankees clubhouse, but that was his story and he stuck with it. Personally, I often used the phrases "Bootylicious" and "I don't think you're ready for this jelly" long before I heard them popularized by Beyonce. But, in the name of professionalism, I have stopped peppering my daily speech with either because I feel they should rightfully be associated with Beyonce. If only Rizzuto would've shown Harry the same courtesy. Now that I think about it, that Destiny's Child lyric would've made a nice home run call:
"Sosa hits one deep, way back, I don't think you're ready for this jelly, it's gone, Home Run!"

Last week, White Sox fans learned what loyal Cubs fans have known for a long time: Steve Stone is the best color commentator in the business. I'd be happy to have him on the air in Chicago again. I was raised listening to Harry Caray and Steve Stone call Cubs games. The majority of my baseball knowledge came from Steve Stone. And most everything I know about partying I learned from Harry. Harry's got almost ten years(next spring) seniority on Rizzuto of using "Holy Cow" in the afterlife as well.

The ten year anniversary of the death of another famous party animal is approaching this December. That of Chris Farley. He probably won't get the tribute that Elvis does for his 30th, but maybe I'll lie down and watch "Tommy Boy". Hopefully I don't fall asleep.

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Join Brendan and me tonight, 10-Midnight, at Rivals of Morton Grove. We'll have your free tickets to see Steve Dahl and the Dahlfin's August 18th at Austin's of Libertyville. You can also pick up a copy of Matty D's debut album, 'White Chocolate'. We'll be hanging out, drinking some delicious Budweiser Selects, and hopefully enjoying your fine company. Come join us!

Rivals is located at:

9001 N. Waukegan Rd in Morton Grove.

See you there!

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Here we are with Tim DeLaughter of the Polyphonic Spree. He swung by our broadcast on Friday, and it was a pleasure talking with him. He even won Brendan over, which isn't necessarily an easy thing to do.

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We just finished up our first show from Arena Bowl 21 here in New Orleans, and Brendan and I are about to hit up the the town to see what sort of trouble we can get ourselves into. Don't forget to join us Saturday morning at 6am, on 105.9 WCKG, THE PACKAGE!

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Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay. Looks like someone had another rough night last night, once again being arrested for suspicion of DUI and possession of cocaine and transport of a narcotic. I think we all knew it was just a matter of time before LILO, as we like to call her, got back on the party scene. That blood alcohol detector she wears on her ankle must have been beeping like crazy last night, but I’m sure with enough booze in you, you probably don’t even hear it. Why doesn’t she just reconnect with her one time co-star Herbie the Love Bug? Then her car would drive for her, freeing her up to get krunk as hell in the back seat.

I blame it all on douche bag Calum Best, her boyfriend, who recently dumped Lindsay citing boredom with her sobriety. Now there’s a guy you can take home to mom. No matter how sober she is, she’ll always have that body, and more importantly those boobs, and there’s nothing boring about those. No, not at all.

What really sucks for Lindsay is that she was turned in by her own “so-called�? friends. I know the old adage is “Friends don’t let friend drive drunk�?, but I’d like to also think that “Friends don’t let friends do time in the clink.�? More than likely Lindsay will be seeing the inside of a cell for this one, seeing as how she had the suspended license from her previous DUI hit-and-run where cocaine was also found at the scene. Personally, I can’t wait, I just hope they let her unzip that orange jumpsuit a little bit, you know, let those things breathe!

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Want to go to Lollapalooza this summer? We’ve got your tickets! Starting tonight we’ll be giving away passes to the landmark festival, and all you’ve got to do is listen to win. I’ve gone every year since it made Chicago its home, and it’s easily one of the highlights of summer. It sure beats the summer classic ‘Dave Matthews Dumps Shit on our Heads�? River Walk. So be sure to tune in tonight and listen for how to win these great passes!

We’re going to be broadcasting live from Lollapalooza, or Lolla as the kids call it, on Friday August 3rd. We’ll be doing two live shows from 11-2p, and 7-9p. Hopefully you can join us at the festival, but if not, we’ll bring you all the action on good ole’ 105.9.

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Join us tonight at Papa Passero’s in Westmont. Brendan and I will be there with the Bud Select beauties, and we have your free tickets to the show Saturday thanks to Budwesier! I’ll also have some copies of Matty D’s debut album, “White Chocolate�? on hand, something you can only get your hands on by coming out and saying hello. Papa Passero’s is located at:

6326 S Cass Ave,
Westmont, IL

Click here for a map!

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After the show last night I drove to Michigan to meet up with my brother, Pat, for some late night gambling. I had quite the night there. I became a Blue Chip Prime Rewards player, which means every time you gamble away a considerable amount of money, they give you a few bucks to spend at the concession stand. The main reason I joined up was to get that sweet card on a lanyard you always see the old ladies putting into the slots. I can’t be out gambled by an 80-year-old woman in a wheelchair, huffing off an oxygen tank. By the way, if you ever spot me wheeling my oxygen into the riverboat for some 2am gambling, just cut the tube for me, will ya? In addition to the cool players card with my name on it, I also received a large, novelty size Hershey kiss. I’m stowing that away until Valentine’s Day, so I can reuse the line, “here’s a Huge Kiss�?, on some ladies. At this point, I was up on the night, and I hadn’t even sat down at a table. I had the cool players rewards card, a free lanyard, a huge Hershey kiss, and a coupon book good for a free cookie on my next return to the Blue Chip. Why play at all? But I did, and won. Tune in tonight and I’ll tell you more about it at 7pm!

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Hello again everybody from beautiful Hawaii. My sources on the mainland tell me that it’s raining a great deal back in Chicago, so I feel a little apprehensive about rubbing Hawaii in your face. That being said; here goes. I’m sitting on the lanai right now (that’s Hawaiian for patio) with my brother Mike, enjoying some delicious Kona blend coffee. Seems kind of gay really, if he weren’t my brother… The view you see above is ours, taken with my computer’s built in camera.

Yesterday we went diving at Molokini Crater, which is a big crescent shaped volcanic formation off the coast of Maui. On our way out to the crater, we encountered a pod of about 50-60 dolphins that began swimming along side our boat, giving us a perfect view of their rubbery goodness. Some of them, mainly the little guys, even took to some acrobatics leaping out of the water as if they were trained at Sea World.

The dives were awesome. Our first expedition was on the inside of the crater with a bottom time of about 50 minutes and a maximum depth of 75 feet. Yep. Sorry for whipping it out on you, but SCUBA is definitely sexy. For the second dive, we hit up a sunken fishing vessel a little bit closer to shore that was about 60 feet deep. We were actually able to swim inside the ship, and up into an air pocket where we could remove our regulators and have a conversation 60 feet below sea level. Pretty wild. Also inside the ship was a giant sea turtle, probably about 3-4 feet in diameter.
I pet his shell, and he bobbed his head at me. There was definitely a connection.

Following the diving expedition, the family, including Pat’s fiancé Rachel, went over to Whaler’s Village where we enjoyed a delicious meal on the beach right as the sun was setting. It was truly a perfect day, and I wish you could all be here to enjoy it too. Who knows, maybe someday we can bring OUR show over here. Hey, it could happen.

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Hey everyone. Just a friendly reminder that we are off this week, and the voices you hear at night are not ours. I’m in Maui this week with my family enjoying some of the most beautiful scenery on earth. I just got back from doing a little surfing at a cove up the street, and tomorrow morning my dad, Pat, Mike, and I are going to be diving a couple of the local reefs. Needless to say, things are pretty damn sweet here. Hope everything is great back in Chicago, and we can’t wait to get back on the air come Monday. Talk to you then!

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Join us this Friday with the Illinois Lottery! We’re going to be at Tony’s Finer Foods in Chicago from Noon to 2pm. Tony’s is located at 4608 W. Belmont.Click here for a map!

Rumor has it Big Steve will also be there, which means another great afternoon of hanging out with my inflatable dad. Come on out, say hello, and pick up a ticket. What would YOU do with a million dollars?

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Well…I did it. Sunday marked the last day of my DePaul University commitments as I walked across the stage at Allstate Arena, and received my diploma from the Hollywood Priest. I call him that because he has made that slightly grown out stubble look part of his image, which seems a little bizarre for a man of the cloth. It’s not like that’s going to get him any ladies, but I guess it might possibly set him up with some young…well, never mind. There were no pyrotechnics, smoke machines, or inflatable Blue Demon heads from which I got to run out; but after all the graduates received their diplomas, there was a pretty sweet laser light show. I apologize for the quality of the picture, but it is a screen grab from my eldest brother, Pat, who was watching over the Internet in California. Now that’s a good brother...sitting through a three hour ceremony half way across the country when he could have just as easily ignored the whole thing. Hell, if I could have skipped it, I probably would. I’ll have more details from the big day tonight at 7pm, so be sure to join us then!

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We definitely did some partying down at the Pearl Room in Mokena this weekend, complete with a badass limo from My Chauffeur (which we managed to get through the White Castle late night). I even actually almost got kicked out of my own dad’s show, and I wasn’t even that drunk. You can check out some photos of the show by clicking on this link!. There are still four shows left this summer, so keeping listening for your chance to win tickets to the next one! Join us tonight at 7pm!

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This is some footage from an Akon show in New York in which he picks a kid up from the audience, and hurls him towards some other unsuspecting fans. I know Akon is an advocate of 'smacking that', but this seems like a harsh smack, or toss, or shotput.

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Join us tonight at Stoney Point of Mokena. We’ll be there with Budweiser Select giving away tickets to see Steve Dahl and the Dahlfins June 9th at the Pearl Room. Hope you can make it out!

Stoney Point is located at:
19031 Old Lagrange Rd
Mokena, IL

Click here for a map!

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Click here to see an article that I recently wrote for my school's paper, The DePaulia.

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They’re here! Check out a couple of these cicada shots my friend Eric captured. I’m no Brant Miller, but I figured I’d pass them along. It must be sweet to be a dog when these things finally come out of the ground. To us, it would be like the streets being paved with delicious cheeseburgers, which also happen to be high in protein. I actually still have a cicada preserved from 1990—part of my cicada collection which up until now has been seriously lacking. After this year, I’ll have two.

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It was a busy weekend for the Matt Dahl Show. Friday night we had a great time broadcasting live from Yak-Zie’s, and we even managed to get a couple drinks in before doing it again Saturday morning at 6am. Saturday night of course was the big Steve Dahl and the Dahlfin’s show at Cubby Bear North, where we also engaged in ample partying.

Sunday found Mike Dahl and I at Wrigley Field, hoping to make all those people who came out with large cumbersome brooms feel somewhat embarrassed. I know we lost the series, but winning one is better than none at all. We had some pretty sweet seats right behind the Cub’s bullpen, which allowed me to heckle Neil Cotts full force as he was heading to the mound in the seventh. I’d like to think I played a major role in his horrible showing out there, leading to the A.J. Pierzynski grand slam. Congratulations to the Cubs for winning the series, but we’ll get you on the South Side.

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Don’t forget, tonight we will be broadcasting live from Yak-Zies in Wrigleyville(3710 N Clark St.) as the Chicago White Sox head to Wrigley Field for the CROSSTOWN SHOWDOWN. The entire station will be live from Yak-Zie’s, so head on over, have some wings, and enjoy the Crosstown festivities.

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Thursday afternoon we’re filling in for Stan and Terry, 11a-2pm. Because the Bulls were able to get it done last night in Detroit(hell yeah!), we won’t be on at 7pm, so be sure to join us at 11a!

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Join us Wednesday night at Beacon Tap of Des Plaines with Budweiser Select. We’ll be there 10-Midnight hanging out and giving away tickets for the Steve Dahl and the Dahlfins concert taking place May 19th, as well as other amazing WCKG prizes. Hope you can make it!

Beacon Tap is located at:
1374 Lee St
Des Plaines, IL 60018

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Tonight is the big night! Matt and Brendan are headed to the Atlantis Gentlemen’s Club for one hell of a night. We’ll be there around 10 or so, if you care to join us. Atlantis is located at:

1897 E. Lincoln Highway
Ford Heights, IL. 60411

It is sure to be a good time, as the great people of Atlantis are sending a Limo for B-Grizzle (that’s how we talk in the Limo) and myself, as well as hooking us up with some ‘Funny Money’. I can assure you there is nothing funny about what we are going to be doing with that stuff, only incredibly serious, highly erotic, sometimes sexual, things. See you there.

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Authorities are calling for Paris Hilton’s incarceration, stemming from a probation violation for some alcohol related reckless driving. Is there any better kind of reckless driving? I think not. I don't think I'd mind if Paris Hilton crashing into me, especially if she was drunk. That would be my best chance to make it happen, as I could offer to overlook the damages for some drunken sexual favors.

You may recall after the drunk driving charges came to light, I proposed the idea of a Simple Life season along the lines of The Simple Life: Behind Bars, and I still think that it’s a great idea. I’m talking a little communal shower scene action, some cavity searches, and lots of lonely time behind bars ripe for the experimentation of two bored bimbos. Maybe I’ve just seen two many pornos.

Matty D has been back in the studio and has another hot track spinning on the show currently. Be sure to check it out, and join us tonight at 7pm on 105.9 WCKG!

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We’re off tonight as the Rush take on Jon Bon Jovi’s Philadelphia Soul. Man that Bon Jovi really irritates the hell out of me. This week, he successfully stood us up for our second interview attempt, which doesn’t help our relationship, because I’ve always thought of him as a choch. The only problem is that Choch can really pull in some serious tail. Part of the whole ‘being a rockstar’ thing, I guess. Either way, I’ll be sure to never enjoy another one of his generic psych-em-up rock anthems ever again. Have a nice day.

The weekend was quite eventful, and we definitely have some stories to tell from it. Brendan and I spent a nice little Saturday out at Home Depot of Schaumburg, complete with breakfast at IHOP. I dropped two of my four strips of bacon on the floor accidentally while buttering my pancakes, and was heart broken. Bacon is by far the best part of any breakfast meal. Brendan talked me down of the ledge, even though he acknowledged to me that bacon is “where the flavor explosion happens�?. It was a very tough loss, but I pressed on.

Join us Tuesday night at 7pm, and don’t forget to check out the Podcasts available for download on iTunes!

oh, and GO BULLS!!!!

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How ‘bout them Bulls? Another great game last night, and Brendan and I again had the pleasure of being there. We were guests in the WCKG Suite, which contained not only an endless amount of free beer, but also three delicacies known as chicken tenders, hot dogs, and Italian beef sandwiches. We had plenty of all three, and capped it off with a totally masculine shot of Bailey’s from a chocolate shot glass. My brother tried to give me crap for taking mine out of a white-chocolate shot glass, but once you’ve committed to shooting Bailey’s out of candy, you might as well go all the way. It’s like being a guest in Willy Wonka’s factory when you get to drink, and then eat the cup.

Join us live tonight, from 7-9pm on 105.9 WCKG!

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Brendan and I had a blast this weekend at the Bulls vs. Heat game. It was Brendan’s first Bull’s playoff experience, and I felt like a proud father or something taking him. He bought most of the beers though, and provided the transportation via his mom’s Seabring convertible chocked-full of gangster rap. Of course once we got closer to the United Center, we had to turn it down a little bit.

Saturday found me at a party the likes of which I hope never to see again in my life. Details to follow.

We’ve got this and more to talk about tonight, so join us 7-9 on 105.9-FM.

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I’m in the market for a new car right now, which is proving to be a rather daunting task. There’s just a whole hell of a lot of information about cars out there, and I’m typically not a very detail oriented person. I guess I’m more of an impulse buyer. You may remember that’s how I ended up with a five dollar guinea pig named ‘The Dude’, another project I quickly lost interest in after learning of the continual maintenance and feeding it requires. I wasn’t looking for a life partner, just five bucks worth of entertainment. I had to dump that off on my mom, and then later to Stephanie of the Steve Dahl Show.

I won’t be making an impulse buy on the new car though, as it costs a little more than five dollars. I’ve decided that I want to buy American, because that’s just the kind of Midwestern cowboy I am. Also, being an activist, environmentalist, and humanitarian, I have been looking into the hybrid technology. Ford makes an Escape SUV I’ve had my eye on, but it’s hard to get a feel for where the hybrid technology stands. I don’t need the thing spontaneously combusting or catching fire while I’m driving, or shocking me into oblivion and possibly sending me to the future with 1.21 gigawatts of electricity flowing through my veins. But, Kermit the Frog himself vouches for the Escape, and I don’t think that loveable frog would attach his sacred name to any sort of inferior product. He assures me that, “It IS easy being green�?, and I’ve always loved that song, so I’m prone to believe him. He is one of the more trustworthy amphibians I know.

I’ve also been looking at some Chevy’s because I too have been described as, “like a rock�?. Their Equinox seems like a good fit for me, but I happen to know that Brendan’s mom has one. Does that make it less cool? It’s hard to say really, I’ve been driving a red beetle for four years now. I guess I’ll continue my research, take a few test drives, and narrow it down from there.

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Join me this Friday afternoon from 2-4pm at the NTB in Antioch. Stop by and sign up to win all sorts of WCKG prizes, and get your tire and or battery needs taken care of. NTB of Antioch is located at 325 W. Route 173. Hope to see you there!

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We’re off tonight for the Bulls game, but keep listening after 7 for a little taste of the Matt Dahl Show. In case you haven’t heard, Matty D, the up and coming Chicago hip-hop star, recently dropped another track on the world, and this thing is hot. You can catch it tonight, right before the game. Make sure your lady or man is close, as the song is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

I’ve been having dreams lately where I’m paralyzed from the waist down, and confined to a wheelchair. I wouldn’t mind it so much if I were at least a veteran wheelchair user, complete with the fingertip-less gloves and some rockin’ biceps.. But I’m not. In the dreams I’m a wheelchair newbie who can barely keep control of his rig. In one episode, I was on the top of a slanted driveway, and just began slowly rolling backwards down the hill, unable to control myself. After losing control of the chair and hitting a wall, I fell out and to the ground, where I laid (I’m paralyzed, remember?) for some time. Needless to say, the dreams have been creeping me out. In my sleep, I haven’t yet addressed the issue of whether or not my junk works, seeing as how I’m paralyzed from the waist down, but I can only assume I have this humiliation waiting for me in my next R.E.M. cycle. Maybe next dream I can upgrade to a nice electric chair, or possibly a Rascal.

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Today is our last day in the 1-2pm time slot, which thanks to the quitting of Penn Gillette, has been quite magical. Starting Monday you can hear us every night from 7-9pm, right after the Steve Dahl Show, on 105.9 WCKG. Brendan and I are both looking forward to the move to nights, and we hope you will join us there. Because no one is around the station after dark, we can get back to doing our show butt naked, like we prefer. As always, we’ll be on tomorrow, Saturday, 6-10am.

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Just a heads-up that the podcasts are now back. You can find them by searching the iTunes music store for ‘Matt Dahl’, or click here to download them from FreeFm.com.

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Happy Tuesday! Boy, the weather sure has been great lately, and seems like it might stick around. Just a few more days of 70+, and I’ll have to get my American Flag Speedo out for summer. It’s always a big hit on the beach, especially with the ladies with an affinity for patriotic bulges. Nothing like showing support for the USA while at the same time supporting my equipment.

I read today that Snoop Dogg and P-Doodle Dandy had to cancel their British tour because Snoop was denied a visa from the authorities. So much for their ‘World Peace’ tour we have spoke about before. It is hard to promote unity among countries when some won’t even let you in. I guess the ordeal stems from a brawl Snoop and posse started after being denied entry into British Airway’s first-class lounge. Some British snob didn’t think that Calvin Broadus (Snoop Doggy Dog) and his G’s looked like first class material, so they dropped him like he was hot. You hate to hear about such a major setback in the fight for World Peace.

We’ve got this, and a lot more to talk about today at 1pm, on 105.9 WCKG!

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Stay lubricated with a little help from me and Jiffy Lube.
Thursday, March 22
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM
Jiffy Lube Store @
700 W. Higgins - Park Ridge

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Don’t forget to join us live today from Allstate Arena as we bring you all the action on our Chicago Rush pre-pre-game show. We’ll be in the Southeast corridor broadcasting from 12-1:30, as the Rush prepare to take on the New York Dragons. You can catch all the day’s Rush action on 105.9FM. If you are going to be at the game, come on by and say hello!

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Don't forget! Starting Today, the Matt Dahl Show can also be heard every weekday from 1-2pm, on 105.9FM! This does not mean we are abandoning our usual Saturday morning home, but instead now bringing you six shows every week. Hope you can join us.

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Anyone see this story!?
"Prince Charles suggested Tuesday on a visit to the United Arab Emirates that banning McDonald's fast food was crucial for improving people's diets, a British news agency reported."

Apparently Chuck went over to Abu Dhabi (also the location where Garfield the Cat sends his pesky neighbor Nermal via the Postal Service) to visit a Diabetes center. While there, he delivered the cure—No more McDonalds.

Typical, blame the suffering of the Arabs on us Americans. If anything, the Egg McMuffin could save the world, not destroy it. I can think of a thousand bigger issues affecting the Gulf states then the presence of McDonald’s restaurants. This is like Prince Charles’ ‘Weapons of Mass Destruction’ claim. Sure, he might persuade the Abu Dhabians to ban Mickey D’s, but once they have removed the so-called ‘Burgers of Mass Destruction’, they’ll see they were better off before. This will only lead to a civil war, dividing families into those who support McDonalds, and all the others who are most likely onboard with Subway now. They are sick of the Arab Jarraed, too .

You have to feel for Ronald in this situation, who has done so much to help sick children, yet still gets taken down by the British. McDonalds fired back at the royal family, citing reports that Prince Harry ‘was spotted eating a chicken burger at McDonalds in 2005.’ First of all, let’s call it by its proper name, the McChicken Burger. Second of all, who the hell cares? It seems a bit creepy that McDonalds has intel on who is eating their food and when. I hope to never be cited in a report as ‘enjoying a McGriddle in 2004’.

I found this little nugget from Wikitravel--"The fun thing about Abu Dhabi is that everywhere, literally from tiny falafel shacks to the cushy hotel restaurants to Burger King- delivers to anywhere in the city. Delivery is quick and reliable, and usually doesn't cost extra." BK DELIVERY!? I am shocked to find we Americans are so far behind in Fast Food evolution. Now if I can get my McMuffins, Hashbrowns, Quarter Pounders, Fries, Cokes, Apple Pies, McFlurrys, and Shamrock Shakes delievered, and die in the comfort of my own apartment, I'm a happy meal--I mean Man.

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Mary Van Daele, my friend and co-worker, wrote about her appreciation for MTV programming when she guest-blogged for Steve this week. It got me thinking about how much MTV I've been watching lately. It seems I might have an addiction. I have no problem spending an entire Saturday or Sunday watching the mindless, yet, fascinating lineup of programs that they have to offer. NFL Sundays and college football Saturdays are done for the year, and it's cold enough to validate staying indoors all day. (Not that I wouldn't spend a day on my couch in July, but play along with me.) Right now, MTV has a full schedule of excellent shows in constant rotation. Mary mentioned "Maui Fever", which is definitely on my radar. It follows the daily life of a group of young party animals in Hawaii. It was an acquired taste for me. Initially, I had trouble identifying with the characters. A few short weeks later, I was contemplating whether Cheyne should leave his girlfriend Rachel for ex-girlfriend Anna. (Anna is hotter, but Rachel seems more stable.) They've got a great central character in Chaunte. She's conniving and underhanded; and she makes no excuses for it. (Not to mention that she has a body that is, to quote hotelier Paris Hilton, "hot".)
My favorite of the new batch of MTV shows might be "Engaged and Underage". It's a tremendous little feel-good show about 18, 19 and 20 year olds that are getting married. The girls are usually virgins that are waiting until marriage and the guys are getting married just to have sex. The best episodes feature families that don't get along. A typical episode might feature one family that is ultra-religious and somewhat weird. They are normally over-the-top excited to welcome their 19-year-old's fiance into the family, to a creepy degree. Then, if the viewers are fortunate, the other family is against the idea of their 19-year-old son or daughter getting married so young. In one such episode, the guy's family(creepy religious) talked the girl(19-year-old whose family opposed marriage) into letting her future mother-in-law and sister-in-law give her a bikini wax on camera. It was strange footage, to say the least. Another episode featured a 20-year-old guy who was engaged to an attractive blond who was saving herself for marriage. He spent an alarming portion of the episode wrestling with his two junior high-age brothers, while paying very little attention to her. While she painted their new house, he spent time devising a plan for he and his brothers to spend a night sleeping in a different room of the house every night until he moved out. Each show is odder than the next. All in all-it's spectacular.
I'm also closely following "The Hills"(Heidi seems naive) as well as "The Real World: Denver"(Brooke's crazy). I've caught a couple episodes of "Bam's Unholy Union", but it hasn't hooked me in the way that "Viva La Bam" did once upon a time. I am catching up on "Two-A-Days". I enjoyed the first season, but fell behind of late. "Juvies" is good for a laugh every once in a while. I liked when the judge asked one kid if he knew why he was in trouble and he said, "because I threw a chair at my teacher." And the judge said, "That's right."

Man, I just analyzed the hell out of MTV. I might need to get some fresh air. Maybe I'll ease myself off of the MTV by switching over to FUSE for a while. It'll be kind of like methadone. Or maybe I just need to watch some college basketball and reclaim my masculinity.

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A quick celebrity obituary out of South Florida last week:

R Kelly's appendix was born in 1967 on the South Side of Chicago. It resided in the singer's lower body cavity for the next 40 years until it suddenly exploded in Miami last week. R. Kelly's appendix is survived by 2 kidneys, a liver and an active bladder (see sex tape). It dedicated its life to collecting gum, pistachio shells and other assorted undesirables that were swallowed by the singer. The appendix appeared in R. Kelly's music video "Bump N' Grind", grinding against the posterior of a female dancer. In addition, R.'s appendix cameoed in the videos for "The World's Greatest" and "Ignition (The Remix)". It also directed the videos for Parts 2,3 and 5 of the wildly popular "Trapped in the Closet" series. The appendix often referred to that period behind the camera as "his Sistine Chapel".
In 2003, R Kelly's appendix was called to testify against R. Kelly's bladder in an underage sex case. It refused to take the stand. The case has yet to go to trial.
R. Kelly's appendix will be placed in formaldehyde inside a glass jar. Visitation has yet to be announced.

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Well, it was a tough one Sunday, but we can’t dwell on that. Instead, we have to embrace the positive aspects of what was one hell of a season for our Chicago Bears. And, on another positive note, I can finally shave off my mustache. I’m still not really sure how I backed myself into growing it, and the only real attention we got from it from Comcast on Demand didn’t even plug our show, or even mention our names if I recall correctly. So, basically I just got to look like a molester with a pencil thin mustache for the past few weeks, which is not as fun as it sounds, and the Bears didn’t even win. So much for the good luck ‘stache. I even added some Blublockers to the mix down in Florida, to help get that Ditka’esque Super-fan quality, but it just wasn’t meant to be. Being down in Miami for the excitement was unbelievable though, and I’ll definitely never forget it.

Right now there are a bunch of kids in Cambodia being handed their “Bears Super Bowl Champions�? shirts, as I’m pretty sure that is what the NFL does with the loser gear. That’s another good way to look at it; our loss has clothed the underprivileged and made bears fans out of the Cambodians. Glass half full people. The Bears proved to us this year that they are a team with many great things on the horizon, and we’ll get back to the big game. I know it. Regardless, pitchers and catchers report in 11 days, 2 hours, and 41 minutes. GO GO WHITE SOX!

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If you are the proud owner of Comcast cable services, including On Demand features, be sure to check out the sweet piece featuring a little bit of my Ditka ‘Stache action! Just go to the On Demand Menu, and then to the NFL Network. In there, you’ll find the Bears Zone, then select Miami Mania 1. About 10 minutes in or so, you can find Brendan and I from and interview we did this past Saturday on the air.

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Don’t forget, we’ll be live from Miami, Florida this weekend—okay well Ft. Lauderdale actually, but it’s a very close drive. We’ll be on at our usual time, 6-10am, bringing you the happenings in Florida for the SUPER BOWL BEARS!! Hope you can join us.

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Hey everyone. Just wanted to let you know that we will be broadcasting live from the World of Wheels show coming to McCormick Place on Friday, January 26th, from 7-9pm. Come check out some cool cars and swing by the broadcast. Brendan and I will have our hoods popped so you can check out the manly power our mom’s cars are working worth. Hope you can make it.

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Here’s a shot of my brother, father, and me letting out a sign of relief after the Bears secured a spot in the NFC Championship. I have had the luxury of being able to attend a few ‘high profile’ sporting events in my life, but this is definitely not one I will soon forget. To make it even more enjoyable, our mom attended her first game of the season, sharing in all the emotional ups and downs a game of this caliber is likely to bring about. The good thing about having mom there though, is that she attempts to prepare you for the possible feelings of intense sadness and disappointment in the unlikely event that something might not go our way. I don’t necessarily think her nerves were properly conditioned for the circumstances, as she would frequently grab onto my dad as though the stadium was about to collapse, or cover her eyes during a clutch kick.

To the best of my recollection, I believe it was also her first time involved in a Dahl family pile up. This is our traditional celebration after a huge moment, in which all inhibitions are lost, and we immediately start jumping on each other and aggressively shoving. It doesn’t matter where we are, or who else is around. There is an unsaid element of, “HOLY SHIT! DID YOU SEE THAT!�? which is easily read off each of our faces. For those few moments, there is nothing but pure excitement, adrenaline, and shock. These are the types of moments I remember most, as they involve not only the game, but my family as well. For example, I’ll never forget the look on Pat Dahl’s face as we turned to each other after Paul Konerko clubbed his grand slam in Game 2 of the World Series, immediately before our pile up. His jaw was on the floor, and his eyes were as wide as flying saucers. There aren't many things in life which lead to this kind of reaction, but sports are definitely one of them. I am lucky to have memories like these to store, and I do not take them for granted.

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I’m sitting in the computer lab at DePaul University currently, attempting to kill some time between classes. The professor from my morning class decided to let the class out 40 minutes earlier, which to most is treat, but not for me. I have a hard time filling empty minutes while on campus, as I don’t enjoy hanging out by the school coffee bar, and the it’s far too cold to check out girls in the quad. In fact, there is a phenomenon at this school most men are familiar with, where hundreds of pretty birds (and I mean ladies), seem to disappear for winter quarter. Maybe they are migrating south, who knows. However, they do return triumphantly each spring, donning their tight white pants and tank tops. It’s really a celebration. That’s when you’ll find me creepily sitting on the quad grass, possibly with my video camera.

My school schedule is a bit heavier right now, because I am still trying to make up for the credits I lost when I accidentally enrolled in Chorus for a quarter. I figured the class would be a slam-dunk, which it was, and the credits earned reflected that-only one of four needed. Now, I have to take one more class each quarter until I graduate, which is a nagging reminder of my previous choral mistakes. But, don’t start thinking I’m taking anything too academic. My extra class this quarter is “First Aid and Emergency Response�?, which in reality may be one of my most practical courses this quarter. The teacher is kind of hot too, so I’m hoping for a chance to demonstrate my keen abilities for opening up airways and chest compressions. Well, my friends, I must press on to “Police in Chicago�?, which is as close as I can get to one of my favorite shows, ‘COPS’, while at school. That way when I’m engaging in another all day 'COPS' marathon, I can call it studying. Genius, I know.

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Join Pat, Mike, and myself this Saturday morning for a very special “Dahl Brother’s New Year Out Of This World Extravaganza.�? Okay, so we’re not really calling it that, but it should be a special show, as my two older brothers come in and try to put me back in my place. It’s the last show of 2006, if that means anything to you, and I’m really looking forward to having the brothers in. Brendan has committed to attempting a call-in from San Diego, which being two hours earlier, may give as a prime opportunity to sample his ‘morning voice’. Can it possibly be lower? Tune in, and find out!

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Brendan gave this to Matt this morning!

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Please join us this Friday as we fill in for Stan and Terry. We'll be on 9am to 1pm, on 105.9 FM! Don't miss the debut of the new holiday smash hit from Matty D, Sexy Sex-mas!

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Tune in this Saturday morning, as we’ll be giving away this exact snowboard setup courtesy of the great folks at the Shred Shop in Skokie. It’s a Burton Clash 155 w/ Burton Freestyle Bindings, and it could be yours this Saturday! I tried to run off with it after this picture, but was stopped. Be sure to tune in this weekend for your chance to win!

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Matt and Brendan’s Holiday Tom Tom Tour continues this weekend. Come out and join us at Radio Shack, located at 176 Skokie Valley Rd in Highland Park! If you aren’t familiar with the Tom Tom GPS Unit, now is the perfect time to check out this great holiday gift. At the very least, we can drag race remote control cars!

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Apparently some people have been experiencing some trouble ‘south of the border’ due to E. Coli found in Taco Bell scallions. Who would have thought? The Bell of all places. How do they know it’s the scallions, and not just the tacos? Just saying-Who hasn’t experienced a little ‘discomfort’ the morning after a late night Taco Bell visit? Anyways, I guess I’ll be putting my affection for Mexi-Melts on the back burner for a while, or at least picking the scallions out.

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Stay warm this winter with help from this cozy Matt Dahl Show sweatshirt! For this and other items, click here to visit the store!

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Don't forget to join Brendan and me this Thursday morning, from 9am to 1pm, for our very special Thanksgiving broadcast, "Slippin' Into Dark Meat". We give thanks to Stan and Terry for allowing us to fill-in, and hopefully you can spend some of your holiday with us!

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Today marks the birthday of the greatest man I know, my father, Steve Dahl. To many, he is an entertainer, a friend- some would even say a genius! While he is all these things to my family and me, he definitely is a whole lot more. He is our loving father.

For 21 years now, I have never met a better man than the one who raised me. My dad has made countless sacrifices in his life in order to better provide for my brothers and I, even though at times we have completely taken him for granted. He has carefully helped to shape us into the young men we have grown to become, with love, discipline, and general lessons for life. My dad is the kind of guy who seems to have it all figured out, and whenever he shares a lesson (although we act like we don’t care), we are typically paying close attention knowing that some day we can impress somebody with our vast knowledge of how the world works.

Day after day he heads to work, putting the utmost energy and enthusiasm into his show not only because he loves to do it, but also because the family depends on it. Many days he returned home to a chaotic house full of boys, with little to no acknowledgment of the day’s great show and his hard work. It is easy to become accustomed to having things provided for you, and although this may have been the case, it never deterred my dad. He is not one to seek a thank you, and does not need to own credit. He constantly gives without asking for any thing in return. Without him, we would not be privileged to the quality of life we currently maintain, and for that we are truly grateful. Today, I am old enough to understand just how extensively I owe my father for everything in my life, and hopefully I can someday try and return the favor.

As far as having a dad goes, we have the funniest. Hands down. I can’t even begin to list the hilarious family memories we have, most of them spearheaded or enhanced by a great line from Dad. They can be as simple as the image of dad in a sleeping bag on an RV (we called it the human burrito), or the result of another entertainingly petty family fight. He taught us that any potentially awkward, scary, or uncomfortable situation can easily be remedied with a little bit of laughter, one of the greatest gifts in this world.

Today, on his birthday, I hope my dad understands how much we truly appreciate him, and how enormous our love for him is. He is our rock, our dad, and our friend. He is our Boomer.

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Hey everyone. With the holiday season upon us, I thought I would make available a few Matt Dahl Show themed odds and ends, such as this beautiful, unique, and truly comfortable thong. Check out the store by clicking here, and enjoy your shopping experience. These are just the first of several more items to come.

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It’s finals week for me right now, which sucks. There’s something about being a senior, too, which makes it extra difficult, even though I’m in the homestretch. I have heard this disease previously termed ‘Senioritis’, but I thought it was something that only affected old people. I have been going to school for 18 of my 21 years of existence, if you count pre-school, which I do, because the homework was grueling. It was there I developed my first crush on a teacher at the tender age of 4. Her name was Ms. Pierce, and she was a total babe. Some say she ‘Pierced’ my heart however, as she denied the invitation to my kick ass birthday pool party, where I was hoping to get her in the back yard, loosen her up with a couple of cocktails, and check her out in a bikini. Even though she couldn’t make it(she probably had to help some other loser color in the lines), she still sent a gift. That’s the preschool way.

My scholastic crushes continued as the years unfolded, however I had already been jaded by the rejection of my preschool teacher, and was hesitant to give my heart to just any educator. Even my seventh grade science teacher babe(nothing turns me on more than a beautiful woman who can work a beaker), sold me out to become engaged to a police officer. I didn’t stand a chance as I couldn’t even cook a hotdog with solar power at the time, and this guy had a gun. I cried, and we viewed my tears under the microscope. It was our moment.

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Don't Forget about the Matt Dahl Show Podcast, available for subscription!

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Graphic by Eric Rejman.

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First, may I begin by saying, “Rodney King!�?. If you haven’t heard already, the FBI is investigating a case of police brutality in Los Angeles that was caught on tape. The tape came to their attention after a local resident who captured the footage posted the beating on the popular video sharing site, Youtube.com. Now, in order for the tape to be noticed, this means thousands of kids must have seen the footage, enjoyed it, and shared it with others. Sort of a, “Hey, check out these cops kicking this guys ass!�? type of thing. Now on the popular world of Youtube, this sort of overnight popularity is not easy to come by. I mean lets look at today’s top videos so far.

1. Lindsay Lohan Calls Paris a C*nt. I haven’t had the pleasure of viewing this one yet, but you can rest assured it is in my queue.
2. A Video Blog by Lonely Girl. This amateur home video starts out looking like a sexy one on one webcam rendezvous, but ends up being quite frightening as the hot chick is suddenly replaced by a small black kid flexing.
3. Women’s Beach Volleyball: Go Pro or Go Home. This epic documentary gets behind the scenes of the Women’s AVP tour, with interviews with various girls. There is one comment posted on the video, which reads, “Women suck at sports�?.

Needless to say, among this fierce competition in the online video world, it is quite an accomplishment for the police brutality video to reach such popularity. I’m thinking the neighbor who posted the tape must not have liked the gangster very much, as he did not alert authorities to the beating. Instead, he just threw the tape up on the Internet so other people in the world could check out his neighbor having the crap kicked out of him, and enjoy it as much as he did. I mean this thing has been kicking around cyber space for months now, and has only just become of interest to any sort of authorities. If you have a chance to watch the video though, it comes highly reccomended from me.

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This just in. Britney Spears has filed for divorce from husband, former back-up dancer, and sleaze bag, Kevin Federline. I think we all knew it was just a matter of time. I could make an “Oops, I did it again�? joke about her now second divorce, but that feels like making a modern day Clinton joke. I hope this isn’t too much of a blow to Kevin’s bad boy ego, as it would really hurt to see this affect his street creds amongst other hardcore gangster rappers. May the K-Fed Nation stay strong! We shall retaliate.

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Happy Halloween everyone! I’m currently putting the finishing touches on my slutty Peter Pan costume, which I know will be a hit in the neighborhood. I’ve been left home on candy-passing-out duty while the rest of the Chicago based portion of our family enjoys the Riviera Maya in Mexico. I was quite surprised to arrive at the house and see that my mom had not gone as Halloween crazy as she has in previous years. I mean we have an entire attic in our house dedicated to seasonal décor. There are a few things in the front yard, and a witch shrine in our dining room. I’m thinking I’m going to have to get over to the local party supply store later and really juice this place up. At Walgreens the other day I found a big, kick ass Skull that I think would beautifully adorn the front door of the house. I mean go big or go home, right?

I was never much of a Halloween kid. I was crafty enough to dig up 50 cents from the couch every time I felt like a candy bar, and I also happen to live near a White Hen Pantry. Put those two together, and it’s always Halloween for a young Matt Dahl. But, instead of going to buy candy bars, I usually bought a pint of white rice from our local Chinese place. Give me starch, salt, and maybe even some butter over chocolate any day. On Halloween days, I would spend sometime trick-or-treating with friends, but usually lost interest in the whole event rather quickly. It’s probably a combination of my ADD, and just a general lack of interest in walking from door to door all night. I would duck out of the festivities early to head home and help my mom pass out candy to the other kids. I guess I always liked being the sugar daddy as opposed to the sugar junkie.

That was of course until Junior High, when Halloween became an excuse to roam the suburbs with young and impressionable girls under the guise of nightfall. Nothing beats a leafy Royal Rumble. We’d pretend we were wrestling, but it was really just an excuse for us guys to run and tackle our ladies of desire. Yep—We were smooth back then. Nothing says, “I like you.�? like slammin’ someone’s face in a pile of leaves.

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Brendan and I are proud to say we helped assemble one of the greatest Sobe Rush Adrenaline Dancer Squads in the history of the franchise this past weekend. I think Ditka would be proud. That is unless he saw me canoodling with his wife. What can I say, I’m a magnet. Thanks to the Rush for letting us be a part of that. The picture above is of the actual new squad. I know it’s small, but it’s the best we have right now. I’ll tell you more about it Saturday, it was a pretty wild time.

Anybody else finding it hard to get through the week without the usual dose of Bears football? It’s almost like a drug, and I’m definitely Thomas Jones’in. At least the World Series fires back up tonight; although I’m not quite as into the post season as I was last year. Wonder why. The White Sox even took all the sweet World Champs 05 regalia off their website this week. It was a sad moment for all.

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Check out this mention in today's Sun-Times. I know Brendan and I both can't wait for Saturday! The event is open to the public, if you'd care to join us.

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I’m going to school today with the official Devin Hester zebra print breathe-right strip on. Was that a game last night or what? As hard as it is to be saying it once again, thank god for the defense. There was a point in the second half last night where you could actually see Brian Urlacher switch in to crazy mode, and commandeer that game. I’d hate to be that Arizona kicker today though…damn. Even though I took the Bears on a 14 point spread last night, I remain optimistic about a 6-0 season thus far. It was funny to listen to the announcers, Kornholer and the bunch, keep saying how ‘over’ the game was. I believe a comment was made along the lines of, “If they don’t hold on to this one, might as well close the dome and turn the place into a pizza parlor�?. Hungry anyone?

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Tuesday, October 10
5:00 PM to 7:00 PM
With the WCKG Girls
6450 Route 53
Woodridge IL 6051

Hope to see you there!

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Sunday was one of the greatest days of my young adult life. Sure, that may be an exaggeration, but I had the best time attending the Bear’s game with my pops. Here I am pictured with Mr. Tom Thayer, sporting the Lakeshore Leap t-shirt. We got to be on the sidelines before the game, and I was literally 10 feet from Rex and Orton throwing some warm-up passes to each other. Last time, and the only time, I was on the field at Soldier, I was dressed as the Coca-Cola Polar Bear for a Mexico vs. Poland soccer game. That was futbol, not football. I have to say, however, that my favorite part of the pre-game ritual was several of the players gathering at the 10 yard line, removing their helmets, and dancing to the hip-hop being played over the loud speaker. It must be fun as hell to be one of those guys, especially when you’re the only undefeated team in the NFL. Booyah! Jeremey Piven was sitting down the row from us, and my dad and I got to chat with him for a while. He of course is a Chicago native. After the talk, we hugged it out, bitches. I am still coming down from the whole experience, and I’ll never forget it.

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What a Stache!

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Then come out tonight and enter for your chance to win at Kroll's South Loop.

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Myself and Bud Light have your chance to go with Steve by wining a Funjet Vacations trip for two to join Steve Dahl in Mexico. It's Unholy Guacamole - a week of luxury and fun at the Iberostar Paraiso Maya on the Riviera Maya.

Trips include:

Round trip charter air on ATA via Midway Airport
7 nights at the 5 star all-inclusive Iberostar Paraiso Maya
24-hour room service
All meals, drinks, and non-motorized watersports
Round-trip hotel transfers & trip taxes
Welcome reception
5 hour broadcast of The Steve Dahl Show

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Hey...check it out. Here I am pictured with none other then the legendary, Mr. Richard Lewis. Mr. Lewis was at the station today promoting his shows tonight and tomorrow at Zanies, and I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to talk with him. He even wrote down my website, and said he is going to start streaming and or podcasting(the show is on much earlier in LA). Although I know he's probably not serious, I still appreciated the kindness. It's a sad day when a Richard Lewis is waking up at 4am to listen to me.

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Well it has definitely been an exciting couple of days in sports. Sunday, the Bears were able to pull it out against the Vikings, although the game does not leave me as confident as I was the previous couple of weeks. How about that Rashied Davis?
Arena Football League product, baby. I’m starting to scare myself with the gambling stuff, because as you may recall from the show Saturday, I knew the bears would win, but not cover the spread of 4 points. Glad I didn’t place that bet. My gambler’s intuition is really blossoming, and I couldn’t be more proud.

Monday night was bittersweet. While the Saints were reopening the Superdome in New Orleans, the White Sox were getting beat 14-1 by the Indians, and officially eliminating themselves from any post-season play. We all knew it was coming, but it was still hard to swallow. I saw that in Minnesota, the Twins celebrated their play off birth with champagne in the locker room. If you ask me, a team not capable of winning their division, and only getting into the post season through a wild card, should forego the raucous celebration, and keep their eyes on the prize. Maybe I’m just jealous. And I hate the Twinkies.

Regardless, the football game last night was fun to watch, although they were sure laying the Katrina stuff on pretty thick. If help is as easy as going down to Bourbon Street and partying, I think I may be able to aid a little bit in the relief efforts. Also, what’s up with the Saints owner? Didn’t he verbally denounce the city before the hurricanes, saying he was done with New Orleans? Now, after a big heartfelt win, he’s out frolicking around the field with a glittery umbrella, while his wife dances a jig next to him. What a change is here. I only noticed because the cheerleaders were bombarding him after the game, completely surrounding him in their pom-poms. Probably because he’s made of money.

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Today is the birthday of my mother, the greatest woman in the world. After years and years of Janet’s Planets written in my honor, I feel as though it is my time to repay the favor. It is difficult to find a starting point from which to begin listing the endless reasons why my mom is so amazing. I suppose I should start with my mom, as a person.

The word “Joy�? appears in our house in a variety of locations, usually adorning some rustic wood carving, or written on a ‘zen rock’ of some sort. Although the inspirational decorations can be somewhat tiresome to a young boy, I’ve realized that the word exemplifies the character and soul of my mother. Joy radiates from her skin. She reminds us all that we have a million things to be gracious and thankful for in our lifetime, regardless of the problems that may be occurring around us. She knows that a happy and joyful life is the best kind of existence, and her contagious spirit makes the rest of us better. I can remember many a morning from my past where my day began not with an alarm clock, or someone shaking you out of bed. Instead, the day would begin with Mom belting out some sort of inspirational song, such as “God told Noah, there’s gonna be a floody floody..�?. This was done over the house intercom system, as a means to wake up Pat, Mike, Me, and even my Dad sometimes. We’d open our eyes to the day laughing, and immediately being touched by the bountiful spirit my mom has. This is how she does it; always thinking of you first, and always wanting you happy. This is something I used to take for granted, but now, waking up in my one bedroom apartment alone to a pile of dishes and homework I haven’t done from the night before, I really miss the old wake up calls. Maybe I should get some “Joy�? themed memorabilia. Couldn’t hurt.

Beyond being a great person, I can testify to the fact that my mother, Janet Dahl, is the greatest mother that ever was. No ifs, ands, or buts. I never really made it easy on my mom to look out for me, putting up walls, closing off communication. I’m not sure why I did that now, but it seems to be a teenage syndrome. Regardless, that never deterred her. My mom is the type that can sense exactly what is going on without having to be told directly by me what the situation was. Whether it was stress from school, friends, the world, she always knew the moment you walked in the door. It’s like she has a sixth sense for her children. For me, this wasn’t always the greatest, as she could also sense the trouble and mischief one was aligning themselves with. My brothers and I were always pretty involved in school activities, many of them with appointments for parents to come and cheer on their kids. These activities ranged from football, to chorus, to jazz band, award ceremonies(for Pat and Mike mainly), and countless other things. Of course, Mom was at each and every one, just to let you know that she cared about what you were doing. I can’t imagine anyone would want to see a bunch of high school kids perform ‘South Pacific’, but apparently she did. She came to every show of the production, and I was only running the soundboard. Now that’s support.

My mom has always done everything for my brother’s and I, even when we were ungrateful little bastard kids. I would have probably just thrown the towel in, but not her. She gave up a career in law, after years of studying to successfully pass the Bar Exam, because she thought she could raise us to be better men by staying home and keeping a close eye on us. In summation, she put her goals, dreams, and ambitions on the back burner, in an effort to increase mine and my brother’s quality of life. Talk about your altruistic good deeds. I know that my mom would do anything for us, no matter what the consequences. In our family of 5, she puts her self last, and never complains.

In addition to being an amazing mother, my mom is also an incredible friend. She always makes herself available for conversation, and is there to listen when you need to talk. There is no advice I value more than hers. I know my brothers and I still call her frequently for input in our daily lives, because after all, mother knows best. Mom is also pretty damn funny. As you might imagine, our family has somewhat of a unique sense of humor, and things that might never be discussed in some families, are our typical dinner table conversations. If we had landed a nice zing against, oh say, my dad, Mom didn’t shy away from laughing and/or piling on. She knows how to rally a joke with us, and usually make things even funnier. It’s the things like dressing our dog, Mabel, up in long tube socks in honor of the White Sox playoff run of 2005 that I will always remember and carry with me, no matter where life takes us.

More than anything else, she just wants you to smile, be happy, and full of life and love. She has made it her life’s work to instill this value into all three of us boys, and even my dad. In her doing so, I believe her spirit has touched not only us, but all of those around her, and we are all better for it. My mom makes me a better person, the best person I can be, without question. I know very few people with such a power, and I am infinitely lucky to have one as my mom. Happy Birthday to the most amazing, caring, giving, loving, devoted, dedicated, remarkable, awesome, tremendous, hilarious, joyful, fantastic, out of this world lady—My Mom.

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Sorry it has been a while since my last update here, but unfortunately I’m back in school now, and most of my free time goes towards hours upon hours of studying and drilling various concepts. Yeah, right. I’m the kid who makes a film project the morning it is due. I haven’t even had the time to restock my refrigerator, which has been empty for about three weeks now. Inside, you’ll find mustard, one pickle, and some rotted out corn. I’m working on perfecting a recipe with these three ingredients, but it’s not quite ready for the public.

Tomorrow is my mom, Janet’s, birthday. My dad, Mike, and I are all going to the Sox game with her and a few of her friends. I like my mom’s friends, but I’ve been told one has made numerous calls to my mom describing all the White Sox ornamentation she is going to be sporting at the game. I am picturing dangling baseball earrings, a White Sox head band complete with those wobbly antenna, jerseys, maybe even stirrups. They really like to accessorize. For Mike and I, this can become somewhat embarrassing, but I’ve already decided to withhold my judgments in honor of my mom’s birth. This also includes not complaining when the digital camera is pulled out, oh I don’t know, I’d say once every five seconds.

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Hey everyone. Just want to let you know that I will be out at Buffalo Wild Wings this Tuesday, from 7-9p. Come on out and have a beer or some wings, maybe even both. I've been told the 'WCKG Girls' will be there, if that does anything for you. The Wings are located at 28241 Diehl Rd, in Warrenville. Hope you can make it!

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Join us tonight at Dick's Last Resort with Mike's Hard Lemonade for an exciting 'Open Mike' night. Brendan and I will be there hosting the nights events, so be sure to come on out and have a good time with us, from 8pm-10pm. Dick's Last Resort is located at: 435 E Illinois Street. Hope to see you there.

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Many thanks to Michael Madsen and David Carradine for stopping by the show today. Neither of them decided to go Kung Fu on my ass, so things must have gone well.

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Here's Mike and I with Bear's Super Bowl Champ, Shaun Gayle. I felt like an idiot capturing this moment with a camera phone, but it's the best we could do.

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Check out Seann William Scott and I, or Stiffler as many know him, at the Bear's game last night. Almost everyone who bothered the poor guy for a picture or autograph refrered to him as Stiffler, which I'm sure has to get pretty old. I kept it cool and called him Seann. I made sure to really pronounce that second 'N', too. He couldn't have been a nicer guy. Thanks to Mike Dahl for sacrificing his own photo opportunity for the sake of his little brother's website. What a guy.

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I have been spending some time at our family’s lake house in Michigan, and as a result, I have developed quite an affinity for boating and anything maritime culture. I suppose I have always had this love for the water, but over the last couple of weeks, it has really developed into something. I mean today I found myself on the Internet watching videos of creepy seamen tying various nautical knots. Although this does seem a bit bizarre, I can now tie an ‘anchorbend’ or a ‘sheepshank’ with the best of them.

There is kind of a cool community in the boating world as well, and boaters treat their fellow boaters as though they were long time friends. Just the other day a man approached me while docking our boat, and after marveling at my Grade A parking job, he proceeded to tell me repeatedly that I had “a beautiful boat there�?. I pretended like it was mine, and said “Thanks�?. He hung around for a bit too long though, and I started to doubt his intentions. But for the most part, the boating community is nothing but positive. I even love the unwritten rule of waving at every other passing boat. It’s kind of like a “Hey, I have a boat too, that makes us pretty sweet�? kind of thing. I’m sure my Dad, being the control freak that he is, does not want me tooling around Lake Michigan on his craft as though it were my own, but I feel I am learning a great deal about the vessel, and can now take my Dad out for voyages, so he can relax without the stress of tending to the boat. At least that’s how I pitch it to him.

I have to run now though, because I must get to the local boating supply store to pick myself up one of those cool Captain’s Hats before it closes. I bought the boating shoes yesterday.

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We have been asked to fill in for a couple Stan and Terry Shows next week. You can catch “Slippin’ Into Lightness�? August 22 and 24, 9am to 1pm. Big thanks to S&T for letting us keep their seats warm. Of course, we’ll be on at our usual time as well, every Saturday morning, 6-10am. Hope you can tune in!

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It has been a while since my last update here, not because I have been neglecting the website, but because I have been so busy enjoying the summer here in Chicago, that I have barely had a minute to sit down and type. Last weekend I attended the Lollapalooza music festival in our own Grant Park, and spent three straight days standing, sweating, drinking, and listening to some truly amazing music. I think it’s great that Lollapalooza has decided to make its home here; it allows me to do an entire summer of seeing bands play in the confines of three days. Also, for a kid with the ADD like me, the festival scene couldn’t work more perfectly. The longest a band plays is for an hour (I tend to get a little restless after anything more than that), there is always a nearby stimulus to pay attention to, and if you get bored with something, just walk around and you’re sure to find entertainment. The people watching is great. All in all, the whole thing was set up incredibly intelligently, and the festival functioned tremendously as a whole. Nothing can beat watching a Wilco or Flaming Lips show as the sun is setting over the skyline. Well that’s not exactly true; a lot of things could probably beat that, like say winning the lotto or something. But for the place and time, it truly was perfect. Summer in Chicago is simply unparalleled. We’ll talk more Saturday at 6am.

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Remember this Richard Hatch guy from Surivor? Well, today he was sentenced to 51 months in an Oklahoma jail. Apparently, my man Rich did not want to pay the taxes on the million he won prancing through the jungle with no clothes on. I think the man is a bit of head case though, because I once saw him on an episode of Dr. Phil, featuring him and his ‘life-partner’, and their adopted son. Needless to say, the son had a few problems of his own, and was getting involved in online and telephone relationships with grown men. It was one of those ‘my son is trying to have sex with grown men he meets online�? episodes. Now that Richard is going away to jail, the poor kid won’t have a strong male role model in the house to look up to. Oh wait, he still has his other dad.

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I was at the B.L.U.E.S. bar last night with a few friends of mine, enjoying a few beers and some music, when who should happen to appear down the bar from us, but legendary(to me) bass player, Mike Gordan, from Phish. Mike was in town playing a show with Trey, the guitar player from Phish, at Northerly Island. Seeing as how my friends and I were all once big time 'Phisheads', we were definitely pretty star struck. After saying hello, Mike ended up sharing a table with us, bringing along with him his posse of women. For a rock star, I have to say, the crop was not up to snuff. But maybe that's his thing…he is known for being weird. We bought Mike a couple shots, and he did them with us, but beyond that, he had other goals in mind. Regardless, it was pretty amazing for us to be there partying with a member of one of our all time favorite bands. Don't worry, he didn't ask any of us to take a ride down to the boathouse on his Segway Scooter. More about it Saturday!

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Here are the events going on this week…hope to see you there!

Friday July 21: Arby’s of Merillville Grand Opening, located at 8180 N Mississippi Street. Come celebrate the grand opening of this Arby’s with 79 cent sandwiches, free Jamocha shakes for the first 50 people, as well as other exciting happenings. I’ll be there with Big Steve from 5-7pm, giving away more tickets to the Steve Dahl Back to the Beach party. Love to see you there!

Saturday July 22: Arby’s of Addison Anniversary, at 1465 W Lake Street. 79 cent sandwiches, free Jamocha Shakes for the first 50 people, and the opportunity to win Back to the Beach party invitations. Come on out! I’ll be there with Mr. Brendan Greeley from 12-2pm.

Don’t miss the excitement!!

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I made it to the taste this year, something I say I'm going to do every year, but somehow it always seems to pass me by. I suppose when you have lived here all your life, you end up having a pretty good read on just what the 'Taste of Chicago' is. Regardless, it seems like something every Chicagoan should do, oh, say, once every 5 years. At least that’s the pacing I’m on. While at the taste, I try to at least sample something new, as opposed to the usual Italian Beef, Chicago Style Hot Dog, Deep Dish Pizza, or one of a number of delicious Asian dishes. However, the Alligator on a stick, or Shark, or whatever is skewered at the time, is still a little exotic for my taste buds. I’d say the farthest I ventured this year from my love of bland foods was to a Pork Stuffed Banana Dumpling. I found it be quite good. All in all, I was really glad I made it this year, and the newly acquired freedom to enjoy a cold beer on a hot summer day, really made the whole thing a lot easier. Here I am pictured enjoying some delicious Celtic Corn on the Cobb. That’s an ear of corn, dipped in a vat of butter, and then heavily salted. Right up my alley.

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Hey everybody. I am going to be at Navy Pier this Thursday, July 13th, as part of the Mastercard 500 flights giveaway. Stop by and say “Hello�?, as well as enter for chance to win some serious loot. We’ll have plenty of stuff going on, as well as the usual Navy Pier fun.

Have to work? No problem. I’ll also be hanging out at the Verizon Wireless store at 500 N State Street, from 5-6p, giving away 4 pairs of tickets for the Steve Dahl Back to the Beach Party. Hope to see you there!

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I hope you enjoyed your Holiday weekend, and didn't lose your face due to difficulties with explosives. The Dahl clan enjoyed the fireworks spectacular last night from atop the Prudential Building, and we were all immensely impressed at the show the city put on. It seems to get better every year. Today, (the real 4th of July), Mike Dahl and I had the pleasure of witnessing the 13-0 victory over the Orioles that our Sox put together. Nothing like enjoying a hot dog and a beer at the ball game, while wearing my Uncle Sam costume, to really make one proud to be an American. Okay, so I don't have the costume, but there were sweet Revolutionary War reenactors on hand, and their costumes sufficed. Mike and I agreed we are going to try and get in on that gig, that way we can march on the field next July 4th.

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