I don't really remember how I came to Sioux City, I think it was a stop on the circus route. Oh wait now I remember, I lost a bet & my heart to the bearded lady and had to leave...for our love was not meant to be! THAT *#%*! But i'm over it now. How I ended up on the Z is kind of a funny story - espcially since I'm making it up. It was by pure luck and being in the right place at the right time. I was sleepin' at the Anderson Dance Pavilion and I heard this really loud rockin' music coming from this van...they were handing out food, so I went over and got a hot dog. Evidentally they thought I was pretty funny...or too strange not to hire; one of the two. So they hired me on nights. Now here I am...a far stretch from my early days hangin' out on a rock with my monkey friends & my brief romance with the bearded lady. But there are parrellels - I'm on a ROCK station and all of you call me "monkey boy." It's a beautiful thing. Plus I never have to put up with that bearded #*$* ever again! Really I'm not bitter!  You can catch me rockin' away on the Z from 11am to 1pm every weekday, plus I'm the host of the Z-98 Underground.  Heard Sunday nights at 10pm. 

I'd like to thank the Palmer Side School 4th grade class for typing this for me...you guys rock! Oh, and could I borrow a couple of bucks? I'm trying to pay off this 6th grader that beats me up at lunch everyday. Thanks.