Free Nights And Weekends

Send us Fan Mail When we were kids, there was a piece of undeveloped land tucked away in my neighborhood that might as well have been another county. There was a creek, a hill, woods, a field, a rope swing and a clubhouse. We rode our bikes through it, built forts, explored, swung across the creek and spent entire summers back there. My buddy Todd and I even figured out how to catch crawdads with nothing but a piece of raw bacon tied to a string. To us, it was as vast as the a big ranch. Deca...

Send us Fan Mail Parole denied! Oklahoma governor declines parole for the remaining member of three spree killers that shocked OKC in 1978. In 1978, something horrific happened inside an Oklahoma City Sirloin Stockade. Six employees went to work that night. They never came home. For those of us who grew up in Oklahoma in the late '70s and '80s, the story became part of our collective childhood memory. We knew the name Roger Dale Stafford. We knew what had happened at Sirloin Stockade. We saw ...

Send us Fan Mail Oh, and so is Dolly! RIP Columbia House is finally calling it quits, so we’re taking a look back at the legendary mail-order music club that promised a dozen albums for a penny and somehow became a part of growing up in America. Eddie and I both signed up. We both have stories. And apparently, we had very different interpretations of how this whole thing was supposed to work. We talk about where Columbia House came from, why the deal was so irresistible, and what it was like ...

Send us Fan Mail In 1978, something horrific happened inside an Oklahoma City Sirloin Stockade. Six employees went to work that night. They never came home. For those of us who grew up in Oklahoma in the late '70s and '80s, the story became part of our collective childhood memory. We knew the name Roger Dale Stafford. We knew what had happened at Sirloin Stockade. We saw the news footage. And we remember that giant steer out front. 48 years later, the story is back in the news. Verna Stafford...

Send us Fan Mail Every August, Gen X kids hit the reset button. The new school year meant fresh notebooks, sharpened pencils, new sneakers if you were lucky, and the annual gamble of whether your backpack would survive until Christmas. It was the smell of a brand-new Trapper Keeper, hunting for your locker, trying to figure out where your classes were, and hoping your teacher wasn't "the mean one." This week, we relive everything that made heading back to school unforgettable, from school sup...