Turns out that boy really does need help. When this Randi Rhodes takes off, looks like she can't find a nation-wide fill-in, so it goes back to the local stations.
Knowing that, we guess Johnny Angel Wendell (And what the fug, John, did whoever owns "Johnny Angel" sue your ass into submission & make you tack your legal surname onto your persona?) is lucky to be terrestrially available in L. A. (AM 1150) & S. F. (AM 960). Those unfortunates who don't live on the left side of the Coast Range (Not an invitation, or an offer of an invitation!) can waste the boss's time
here from 1500 - 1800 ET. Drive time, baby!)
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