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I showed up with Adam and Aaron for their show on Tuesday night. To see photos of our journey to HUB, click here.
That's Darcy in the background of this first one.
There's Darcy and Lisa waiting for the phone to ring.
Here's Michael Riley and his entourage. For those of you who went to elementary school with me, Michael Riley is not that buck-toothed kid with a mullet. Unless he cleaned himself up good.
Me!
Jenn showed up just before midnight, and I squeezed ten bucks out of her for Mike's show. She really liked the keychain.
Dumb Fun girls!
Jay Willis, Music Director.
My non-Ukrainian Baba, aka Master Crocodile (Wednesdays 9:00am-11:00am).
This girl is a new volunteer; I forgot her name. The woman on the left is the mother of the DJ who was killed by a drunk driver after his radio show in 1995.
This is the most arid fall we've ever had. Why?
Jay and Jay. Can you tell which one is Smilin' Jay? The one on the left has a show right after mine on Mondays.
Christine (isn't her name spelled some other funny way?) takes a donation from Darrah.
There was a video camera there because Jay and Jay were apparently promoting some new magazine; I never really figured out what was going on.
Tiffany Brown Olson. No hyphen.
Liv raked in $1500 on Youth Menace (Thursdays 5:00pm-6:00pm).
I saw Shera-Lea walk past, so I snapped this hasty shot. The reason I didn't delete it is because the guys in the foreground thought I was taking a photo of them. So…
I walked out to explain, and the guy on the right said the guy on the left is an associate of bin Laden, and they asked me to take this photo.
Great end to the collection.
