Category: SLC PubCast

  • History of the Podcast

    Screaming down Millcreek Canyon with one hand on the wheel and the other on his stereo, Phil Neilson was trying to explain the podcast. “Its online radio that’s on demand,” Phil said while trying to get to a particularly memorable part of The Bugle. “It’s people recording radio shows with their computers. It’s all I…

  • The Lonely Juggalo

    150 years ago, he would have been mistaken as a carpet bagger. He had a tight mustache, carried a handbag filled with clothes and a backpack stuffed to the gills. He sat down in front of my well and wanted to know what the cheapest drink was. I told him our cold, cheap and yellow…

  • Leaving Las Vegas (Part One)

    We were somewhere around Spanish Fork leaving the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I had just taken a Claritin. My allergies were pounding between the late pollen from ragweed and the wild fires raging alongside I-15. We were speeding north towards Salt Lake with nothing but Las Vegas and…

  • Night of the Trollopes

    The menacing Harry Payne once asked a mouth breathing Officer Jack Traven, “Pop quiz, hotshot. There’s a bomb on a bus. Once the bus goes 50 miles an hour, the bomb is armed. If it drops below 50, it blows up. What do you do? What do you do?” I think we’ve all been in…

  • SLC PubCast

    She was statuesque to say the least. Her knee-high boots wrapped around her long legs meeting up at a short black mini skirt. She had long blond hair that wrapped around a pretty face and perfectly white teeth. If Dashiell Hammett wrote her into a story, she would clearly be the femme fatale.  She was…