A general but hearty THANK YOU goes out to the following:
Brian JULIUS, Tony Cavallario, and everybody at WBGU who believed in us and for letting us wallow in the post-modern irony muck that we dig so much.
Rick Smith (aka Handsome Dick Hertzer). Thanks for waking up at 3AM with us and helping us make this show what it is today.
Darin Hohman for helping us create great radio via telephone (Leopold the ex-KGB agent, Stoner Guy, MA$E, etc.)
Mark Doner (aka ERG MAD) for all the technical help and feedback (also for the sweet little header image).
Tripod for the free server space.
Media Link for the free graphics.
Dreambook for the free (and quite awesome) guestbook.
MultiChat for the new chat room, which kicks ParaChat's ass.
Iggy Would Like To Thank
My parents (yes, it is possible for someone to not hate his/her parents).
My spirit guide, Ross Isaacs, for basically telling me to follow my dreams.
Todd Lederman and Pete Naegele (formerly of WXUT, Toledo) for creating innovative programming and sparking my interest in radio.
Lenny Gitlin, Jacob David, and Joel Washing of WXUT for letting me hang around the studio.
Dick Chantille and Flocko Killjoy (of the late Innovations In Buggery program on WXUT) for letting me be their "Phone Boy" and letting me experience the joy of radio first-hand.
Becky Castello for all of the support she gave to the show and for being the one person who has ever made me truly happy. I love you and can't thank you enough.
Rudy Would Like To Thank
My parents: I'm yet another person who doesn't view my parents as evil suppressors or fascist leaders. Thanks Mom & Dad.
Keith Newland: For being my erstwhile Yoda, therapist, and performing many a big brother duty.
Lisa Showalter: My one true love, the Elaine to my Jerry. I can't live without you, but I sure as hell couldn't live with you.
Dennis Sheets, Nika Napier, and Dave Thomas for making Blockbuster much more entertaining than Viacom ever intended.
Brian Griffith for being the coolest Swede I know and for being just a really good friend.
All hail the immortal Fett!!! (WOO-HOO!!! Stick it in your grandma!!!) (and Heather...)
The Langhals Family for my sense of humor and the digestive constitution of a dictatorship.
Dick Pepple for driving me to see Bob Dylan. You have no idea what that did for me.
Carver, Mann, Windle, Morse, JJS, Sue, Marti, the first 4 for being the best teachers I could hope to have, the 5th for editing the hell out of me, the latter two for corrupting me.
Everyone else who deserves thanks, you know who you are. At least I hope so.
More to come when we realize we left you off of this list (or when Pablo finally decides to show some gratitude).
