<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129</id><updated>2010-02-27T08:50:03.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deminski and Doyle Show</title><subtitle type='html'>A SITE FOR FANS OF THE DEMINSKI AND DOYLE SHOW.
Get all the latest news about D&amp;D!</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/blogger.html'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/rss.xml'/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-8987405892246366458</id><published>2010-02-26T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:29:22.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEX OR RADIO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Somebody asked me which I'd give up for life if I could have as much of the other that I wanted.  Is it pathetic that my first reaction is I'd give up sex for a great radio situation?  I wouldn't expect to be paid much for doing either, but at least with radio I don't have to take my shirt off.  Also I already own headphones.  And if sex were permanently gone think of all the money I could save on toothpaste, mouthwash, deodorant, etcetera.  Hmmm.  Yes I think I'd choose a great radio situation.  Still searching for that, and I've read all the emails about certain scenarios and whether I'd be interested in certain things.  For obvious reasons I can't answer those questions.  But I will say if there were a way to still be a part of Detroit that could really move this old D&amp;amp;D thing forward, I'd be interested.  I feel badly that I'm not answering every email but so many of them are direct questions asking about certain job openings and even whether I'd like listeners to start 'petition drives' or 'email campaigns' to help get us back on air at certain places.  I think folks don't realize how much this business has changed and how carefully some of these decisions are scrutinized.  It's big hearted for you guys to offer to do things like that, and obviously you can do what you'd like but, I just don't see business matters being swayed that way.  Hopefully someone here will see the worth in the show.  Even if not what will always matter to me more is that for so many years you all did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-8987405892246366458?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/8987405892246366458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=8987405892246366458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/8987405892246366458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/8987405892246366458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/02/sex-or-radio-somebody-asked-me-which-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-4275950764663985276</id><published>2010-02-11T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:24:22.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For anyone who missed the last get-together I'll be hanging out at Snookers on Hall Rd. in Utica tomorrow night (Fri. Feb. 12th) from about 8pm till maybe midnight.  I hope you can make it out because this will probably be the only other time I can do this due to A) money, B) might be traveling a lot soon, and C) crap going on at home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just a small gathering, not some big crazy station event (Snookers doesn't even know anything about this; just one of my favorite places that I picked), just probably a dozen or so of us knocking back a few.  Okay knocking back a lot, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope to see you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-4275950764663985276?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/4275950764663985276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=4275950764663985276&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/4275950764663985276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/4275950764663985276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/02/friday-night-for-anyone-who-missed-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-2263424816715446318</id><published>2010-02-07T23:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:41:54.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE STOLEN UNDERWEAR STORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I stole boy's underwear from Target this week.  I didn't mean to.  I had both my kids, 3 and 4, and I need to point out they were getting increasingly tired and cranky.  Threw everything in the top part of the cart because I needed the whole large part to accommodate a large box with a microwave in it.  What I forgot was the very first thing I threw in that big part of the cart was boys' underwear for my kid.  Then that big box went on top.  You see where this is going.  The cashier didn't make me take the huge box out; just scanned it in the cart.  I never thought about the underwear.  She never asked if there was anything beneath the box.  Didn't notice it till outside, both kids were strapped into car seats, and I unloaded the cart.  At this point it's late, it's freezing, the kids are both screaming about some nonsense, and I'm thinking screw it.  Score one for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deminski&lt;/span&gt;.  Didn't MEAN to do it anyway.  But by the time I got home it was already bothering me.  It was 25 dollars worth.  Batman glow in the dark briefs.  Now seriously, when you're 4, that's a total chick magnet.  (What?) Plus other underwear.  Told a friend that next day I was going back to Target to pay for them.  He told me I was stupid.  Thanks friend.  So anyway, I did.  I brought them back inside to custom service and explained what happened.  And that I wanted to pay for them.  The girl looks at me like I've grown a second face or a third eye or like I'm actually WEARING glow in the dark Batman briefs or something, and says, "And you came back?"  She thanked me, took my money, I took my briefs, and I'm pretty sure as I walked away I could hear her thinking, "stupid!"  Thanks friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Friday Feb. 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Snookers on Hall Rd. in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Utica&lt;/span&gt;, 8pm.  Come hang out.&lt;/b&gt;  It's the last of my beer money before I'm broke so come have a few with me!  Don't think I'll be getting out any time again soon.  Would be great to see ya.  Oh and again this is nothing official so don't call Snookers asking about this.  They know nothing about it.  Just a place I picked that I like to meet up with a couple of you and have a few drinks, that's all.  So just look for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-2263424816715446318?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/2263424816715446318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=2263424816715446318&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/2263424816715446318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/2263424816715446318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/02/stolen-underwear-story-i-stole-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-7862618415422097096</id><published>2010-02-01T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:30:25.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;for coming out to Mr. B's, Jen and Kim, Jennifer, Supersize Scott (funniest moment for me was when a guy took one look at Scott, didn't hear his name or anything, and goes, "That's the guy who fell through the toilet in the trailer park isn't it."), said guy from New England and his buddy, don't think I caught your names guys, Pat The Weirdo who was sporting his hey-look-at-me-crazy-black-and-red-safari-hat-straight-out-of-The-Game-pickup-artist-book, Photographic Memory Dennis, Steve from Waterford and his buddy Dan, the couple who's names I'm still too hung over to remember and I apologize very much for that but she took lots of pictures and he got "lit", cool guy named Eric, the couple that caught me just as I was heading out and they had driven an hour just to get there so like a Bruce Springsteen tune I went back inside had a few drinks and all we kept talkin' about was glory days, and everyone else.  Thanks for a fun time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you didn't come out but would like to grab a couple cold ones I'll be knocking back a few at Snooker's on Hall Rd. in Utica on Friday night February 12th from 8pm till maybe midnight.  That'll probably be the only other time I go out anytime soon as I'm out of work and my drink money should be gone by midnight, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-7862618415422097096?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/7862618415422097096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=7862618415422097096&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/7862618415422097096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/7862618415422097096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/02/thanks-for-coming-out-to-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-4480059970636458933</id><published>2010-01-29T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:29:22.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOFAS AND SPIDERS DON'T MIX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a situation that I'd love to get some advice on.  I have this sectional sofa that's been in storage for over a year.  Out of the elements, but not airtight and not heated in the winter nor cooled in the summer.  So yes there's been a lot of bugs in that storage unit.  In fact I've even seen those little balls stuck in webs that I believe to be spider eggs in different parts of the unit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well now I need the sofa.  It was up off the floor, some sheets thrown over it, but it was not shrink wrapped or anything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What would you do to it to make sure you didn't wake up with five thousand spiders crawling out of the thing?  Is a simple bug bomb really going to be enough?  Is there some company that will fumigate individual pieces of furniture?  Do I just throw it out?  I don't have arachnophobia, but I don't want thousands of miniature friends living rent free either.  Your comments or emails would be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And just another reminder, Mr. B's in Royal Oak tomorrow night (Saturday night) at 8 pm till maybe midnight, unofficial get-together.  Scroll down for more info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-4480059970636458933?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/4480059970636458933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=4480059970636458933&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/4480059970636458933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/4480059970636458933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/sofas-and-spiders-dont-mix-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-6652361644348924561</id><published>2010-01-27T09:45:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:29:51.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHECK THIS OUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This guy has taken over a video dance game at Jeepers in Great Lakes Crossing and has become obsessed with it.  Watch the video here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/gamerdance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Times, serif;color:#00008B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This cracks me up on several levels.  I've been to this place SO many times with my kids but haven't seen this guy.  Can't you imagine all the little kids forming a line waiting their turn while this guy hogs the machine for three straight hours?  This is his workout.  Look, he even brings a gym bag, lol.  Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Don't forget if you want to hang out and have a couple drinks I'll be at Mr. B's on Main Street in Royal Oak this Saturday at 8pm.  Rudy says he's coming out too sometime between 8 and midnight.  Hope to see you there.  Maybe they'll have a video dance game.  Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-6652361644348924561?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/6652361644348924561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=6652361644348924561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6652361644348924561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6652361644348924561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/check-this-out-this-guy-has-taken-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-3238478208806479680</id><published>2010-01-24T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:06:26.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;220 221 whatever it takes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Mr. Mom thing today had me attending back-t0-back birthday parties.  I have a 4 yr old and a 3 yr old and the parties fell on the same day.  One ended an hour before the other one started.  I now know why they serve beer at Chuck E Cheese.  Sensory overload.  And OMG, one of the parties had 80 percents girls.  I never noticed until today the level of hearing damage that occurs when mostly girls decide to all scream at once.  It goes front row at a rock concert, 5 year old girls all screaming at once, then thermonuclear explosion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, help me out, I need a drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Remember the first get together for anyone interested starts at 8 pm at Mr B's in Royal Oak this Saturday the 30th.  Scroll down to last post for a map and other info.  I'm letting Bill Doyle and Rudy know about it too but not sure if they'll be on hand.  Hope to see you there, and if you can't make it, hey, more Jack for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-3238478208806479680?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/3238478208806479680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=3238478208806479680&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/3238478208806479680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/3238478208806479680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/220-221-whatever-it-takes-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-6531195964259465186</id><published>2010-01-18T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:52:06.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; TWO GET-TOGETHERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saturday night January 30th I'm going to hang out at Mr. B's in Royal Oak if any of you want to come and have a beer with me.  I'll get there about 8pm and hang out till at least midnight, so if there's anyone who wants to come by that'd be awesome.  It would be great to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's the address &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="adr" id="adr" dir="ltr"&gt;Mr. B's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="adr" id="adr" dir="ltr"&gt;215 South Main Street, Royal Oak, MI&lt;/span&gt;‎ - &lt;span dir="ltr" class="nw" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="tel"&gt;(248) 399-0017&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;‎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a map &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.mapquest.com/maps?city=Royal+Oak&amp;amp;state=MI&amp;amp;address=215+S+Main+St&amp;amp;zipcode=48067-2611&amp;amp;country=US&amp;amp;latitude=42.4885&amp;amp;longitude=-83.14425&amp;amp;geocode=ADDRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And then Friday night February 12th I'll be imbibing at Snooker's in Utica.  I'll get there same time about 8pm and hang out till at least midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's the address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Snookers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="adr" id="adr" dir="ltr"&gt;45100 Northpointe Boulevard, Utica, MI&lt;/span&gt;‎ - &lt;span dir="ltr" class="nw" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="tel"&gt;(586) 726-0510&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;‎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: large; "&gt;Here's a map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.mapquest.com/maps?city=Utica&amp;amp;state=MI&amp;amp;address=45100+Northpointe+Blvd&amp;amp;zipcode=48315-5856&amp;amp;country=US&amp;amp;latitude=42.628113&amp;amp;longitude=-83.000159&amp;amp;geocode=ADDRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Again this isn't some big event or anything.  I'd just like to see you again or meet you for the first time, and God knows I've got a little time right now, lol.  I wish I could buy everyone drinks but I just can't.  Please, NO pity drinks bought for me!  That's not what I'm looking for.  Let's just have a couple of us get together, b.s., drink and have some fun.  Hope you can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-6531195964259465186?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/6531195964259465186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=6531195964259465186&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6531195964259465186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6531195964259465186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/two-get-togethers-saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-5652804780634992911</id><published>2010-01-14T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:26:57.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TEN DAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;into the show being in cold storage and yes, I'm bored.  I'd like to tell you what we're looking into but I don't want to jeopardize anything.  I will tell you there's not a lot going on these days.  Radio as an industry, like most industries, is hurting, and budgets are real problems.  Maybe I'll just become a personal trainer, hahaha.  If you knew me you'd get the joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I had this great morning taking my daughter Mina who turns 3 this weekend out to Twelve Oaks Mall, just her and me.  I often don't get enough one on one time with the kids so those times are special, and this morning was really cool.  To have her at that age where we can have actual conversations about things is so cool.  We end up going to Max and Erma's in the mall for lunch.  She can be a terror other times, but this time she was so well behaved she might as well have been 10.  I thought I had this touching moment where she's looking around the restaurant and puts down her food and looks at me very seriously and says, "This is a very nice place."  It seemed so mature, almost like to a 3 year old she was appreciating Max and Erma's as fine dining.  I say I THOUGHT I had this touching moment because when I got home and told my wife, she pointed out that she was merely repeating a line said by Giselle in the kid's movie Enchanted.  Insert Price Is Right buzzkill music here.  I'm sitting there thinking how grown up she's acting and all she was doing was what I've done for years, quoting movie lines.  Lines from Scarface, Goodfellas, As Good As It Gets, Tombstone...it all came back to haunt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was thinking about organizing a small night out for any of you who might want to hoist a few.  I wish I could buy for everyone but under the current situation I can't, I'm sorry.  However no one needs to buy for me!  Just would like to get together with whoever wants to.  Assuming a Friday or Saturday night would work best but if anyone has any thoughts on the matter please feel free to either comment or write me at jeffdeminski@comcast.net which is my personal email but pretty much everyone has it.  And again, I'm not talking a listener party with prizes and games, I'm just talking about a couple of us picking a place, night and time and knocking back a few, that's it.  Let me know.  Weirdo, you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-5652804780634992911?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/5652804780634992911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=5652804780634992911&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/5652804780634992911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/5652804780634992911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/ten-days-into-show-being-in-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-6255093532704494713</id><published>2010-01-10T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:56:43.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE REAL SCOOP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is very funny.  A listener let me know about this.  I didn't even bother reading the link although I'm sure it was very entertaining.  You guys remember about half a year ago when we talked about how it was frustrating the way some bikers (bicyclists) took their 'right to the road' to an almost zealot level and would not get out of your way while doing far below the speed limit?  We were talking about the types who would ride three abreast at 13 mph in a 35 road, almost defiantly being a pain in the ass?  Well now half a year later, some bikers' association or something or another is claiming THEY are the reason we moved on from WCSX, because of their complaints in other words.  Riiiight.  I &lt;i&gt;told &lt;/i&gt;you they were nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coming off 13 straight hours watching my two yr. old and four yr. old.  220, 221, whatever it takes.  On a fifteen minute breather and thought I'd say hi to you folks.  Thanks for all the email and kind words.  Check back in here to find out if we land something in town or somewhere else or if we slowly starve to death beneath an overpass.  Either way I'm sure good stories will follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh special hi to Heather who I met...whom I met?...this chick I met at Chuck E Cheese on John R today.  We both happened to take our kids there at the same time and she is, like many of you, a long time listener  going back to 2000 or 1999.  Very cool person and it made me miss ALL our listeners.  Also makes me long for the kind of station where we can be more interactive with you guys again like the 97.1 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay, back to the kids and having to say things like, "You can stick it in my ear but you CAN'T pull the trigger!" and "If your sister wants to poop she'll tell me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3352459730113697129-6255093532704494713?l=deminskianddoyleshow.com%2Fblogger.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/6255093532704494713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3352459730113697129&amp;postID=6255093532704494713&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6255093532704494713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352459730113697129/posts/default/6255093532704494713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deminskianddoyleshow.com/2010/01/real-scoop-this-is-very-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff Deminski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01606413674068013620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09409265907954228505'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352459730113697129.post-6160516744536180555</id><published>2010-01-08T09:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:57:09.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEMINSKI &amp;amp; DOYLE - HEY, WHA' HAPPENED?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;As of 9:00 am January 4th I am no longer working for WCSX nor is my partner in crime of 16 years Bill Doyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;When Greater Media first approached us they wanted the show as it was, a talk show, the same as we'd always done in the Detroit market.  They hired us in for morning drive to do just that, but they very quickly decided that doing talk on an otherwise all music station was more radical for their 'CSX audience than they realized, and they simply wanted to get back to their roots.  Throughout 2009 we were offered the chance to change the show to a music intensive one, but we're not disc jockeys and didn't want to become that.  In the end, we both came to the agreement it was best to chalk it up to creative differences and part amicably.  I also want to thank them for being classy enough to allow us the chance to say farewell on-air.  There are some great people there for whom I wish nothing but the best.  KC (Ken Calvert) is &lt;i&gt;indeed &lt;/i&gt;the casual one; incredibly down to earth, funny gentleman.  Karen Savelly is such a pro and truly one of the nicest people I've met in the business.  Steve Kostan is probably the most knowledgeable classic rock jock anywhere, and while I never got the chance to run into him that much he was always a cool guy when I did.  Uncle Buck who does overnights there (so I'd see him every morning at 4 am when I rolled in) is my fellow Springsteen-addict-brother-in-arms and I hope I always know him.  So many people who work off air who's names you never know but who are terrific as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Thanks for all the calls, texts and emails from all of you.  I want to say I'm sorry about how 2009 turned out, but a show and it's station has to be on the same page, period.  I know the main thing folks want to know is "what now?", and what I can tell you is for right now we're both still living in metro Detroit but looking everywhere.  It would be great to find a station in Detroit again that would actually want and commit to what we do, but the national economy has left the entire industry in a bad way and we have to be realistic.  We'd be fortunate to find that station anywhere.  If we land something here in the Motor City you'll hear of it right here a.s.a.p..  If we need to move away I'll certainly let you know that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Many of you will be asking about the others, so let me give you the rundown.  Jamie Samuelsen was doing our sports and he is still there in mornings on WCSX.  He'll be doing sports for Ken Calvert's new morning show.  Same for Nicole Salem who remains doing traffic for KC.  I'm not sure what's going on with Rudy Desantis at this point.  Jim O'Brien who was our producer for just this past year will remain with WCSX.  He was one of their guys to begin with; had been there at least 6 years before we got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So that's it.  That's about all I can say.  If anyone wants to write me directly my personal email address remains the same...jeffdeminski@comcast.net.  Stay in touch, and I'll do the same.  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