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			<title>What?</title>
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			<description>So this 15-year old records himself lip-syncing Katy Perry's &quot;Teenage Dream&quot; and ends up getting almost 3 million views.  Several notes on this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  This kid is 15?&lt;br /&gt;2)  What is he thinking?&lt;br /&gt;3)  This video is like watching a car wreck.  You can't look away.  Not sure why though.&lt;br /&gt;4)  Shows how little talent is needed to entertain people today (myself included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;385&quot; width=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/lm_n3hg-Gbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/lm_n3hg-Gbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;385&quot; width=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-8709195527537910292?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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			<title>TV fireplace video</title>
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			<description>We were watching &quot;Better Off Dead&quot; with the kids last night (yes, go ahead and judge).  A shot similar to this shows on the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try  parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();  catch(e)   &quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/TIbv0XzZJDI/AAAAAAAACDg/HHw1MxG0euI/s1600/tvfireplace.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/TIbv0XzZJDI/AAAAAAAACDg/HHw1MxG0euI/s400/tvfireplace.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514358476783559730&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy says, &quot;We used to have one of those when I was a kid.&quot;  To which Jacob asks, &quot;Really, did it put off a lot of heat?&quot;  It was so instant.  He was dead serious.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-2560202281461317044?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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			<title>New Puppy</title>
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			<description>Friends of ours just got a puppy.  I asked him what kind of dog it was and he told me it was a mix between a schitzendorz and a peesinside.  Too funny!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-2789264804825869499?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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			<title>Shaq Vs.</title>
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			<description>Last night, Shaquille O'Neal took on Justin Bieber and Jimmy Kimmel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shaq first crashed a Justin Bieber concert, and ridiculed Bieb's screaming tween fans. That started an insult-slinging sing-off. Shaq later admitted to having Bieber fever. They did a dance-off, battled in bowling, and even got on the basketball court before Shaq joined Justin onstage at a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shaq took Jimmy Kimmel's regular Guillermo to prepare for their stand-up face-off. On stage, Shaq stopped his trash talking to take a booty call from Sarah Silverman -- Jimmy's ex. Jimmy in turn said Shaq is a terrible actor, but he did love him in Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much into the reality TV stuff...but &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Shaq vs.&lt;/span&gt; cracks me up for some reason!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-2162848393083958152?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Over-booked</title>
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			<description>So this weekend I had 4 baseball games:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's Fall Ball on Friday&lt;br /&gt;Brewers game on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Timber Rattlers game on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's Fall Ball again on Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brewers and the T-Rats both had great games.  A ton of home runs, lots of action and over time finishes.  The problem is, I didn't see the end of either game!  We had the games planned and then things to do after them.  So, once the games went into over time, we had to leave to get to the next thing on the &quot;to do list.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad is that?  I really need to take charge of my schedule and NOT books so much stuff.  In fact, I think I'll do that the next time I have a free minute.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-7201565359595520397?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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			<title>Rihanna in Chicago</title>
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			<description>I went to Chicago yesterday with a couple of our sales people to meet with a station client.  We then hung out to see Rihanna at the United Center.  Between our meeting and the show we went on a Double-Decker bus tour of the city.  It was phenomenal!  (Did you know that Chicago comes from the Indian word &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;chicawa&lt;/span&gt; which means &quot;stinky wild onion that grows by the lake?&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to this restaurant called The Bristol where we ate bone marrow, swine tail and other weird foods.  Seriously!  (Don't ever try bone marrow.  It's like eating fat on a piece of bread.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the show.  We got to hang out back stage for an hour!  Granted I got to stand next to Rihanna for about 5 seconds of that hour, but I still got this cool photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try  parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();  catch(e)   &quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/THZ20EEkdEI/AAAAAAAACB4/TGodPwIFkbY/s1600/Rihanna.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/THZ20EEkdEI/AAAAAAAACB4/TGodPwIFkbY/s400/Rihanna.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509721830952563778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's Yvonne, one of our sales gurus, Rihanna, and me...in case you were confused.)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-4113311678652233781?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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			<title>Lady WeirdWeird</title>
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			<description>This woman is certifiably insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;385&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/KAbKcwd4roQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/KAbKcwd4roQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;385&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-4567103303495657423?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Buckle Boots?</title>
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			<description>I saw these boots in a store today.  Didn't Molly Ringwald wear these in &quot;Pretty In Pink&quot; or &quot;Sixteen Candle&quot; at some point?  Don't know who Molly Ringwald is?  Never heard of those movies?  That's my point!  Why do &quot;designers&quot; just wait two decades and rehash the same crappy styles over and over again?  Why would someone wear these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try  parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();  catch(e)   &quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/THAaa39JB_I/AAAAAAAACBY/1x2O6yUh9G0/s1600/Electra01BlackMed.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SANGww4LJ74/THAaa39JB_I/AAAAAAAACBY/1x2O6yUh9G0/s400/Electra01BlackMed.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507931393273432050&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-5512935218850559370?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Ouch!</title>
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			<description>In my week long attempt to make my back pain go away, I went to get a deep tissue massage today.  Before the massage therapist started working on my muscles she said, &quot;Let me know as we go through the massage whether or not the pressure I'm applying is good.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then proceeded to wrench on my body.  Which I didn't mind.  I wanted a powerful masseuse so that she would loosen up my extremely tight muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was working on my shoulder and I was feeling pain.  Again, I wanted this to work out all of the kinks.  BUT, while she's doing this, she asks, &quot;Is this deep enough or do you want me to go deeper?&quot;  I think if she would've gone deeper she would have pushed her hand through my chest!  I responded, &quot;No.  This is perfect.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, she was only about 5'5' and probably weighed about 100 pounds.  The fact that her hands were strong enough to do this for an hour made me realize I should never get in a bar fight with this woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better right now.  We'll see how my body responds after sleeping tonight.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-1262944468203277670?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<description>I pulled up to an intersection today next to a huge dude with a goatee, leather vest, sunglasses, bandanna on his head on his Harley.  Tough looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized that his stereo was CRANKED!  Everyone at the stoplight I'm sure could hear it...Madonna's &quot;Material Girl.&quot;  Talk about a quick way to lose street cred!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5122668447038020622-2142315125822875776?l=959kissfmdayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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