MY NAME is Dave, and I have only scratched the surface of the radio world! Buckle up . . .

I remember in my youth listening to the sweet sweet tunes of Randy Houser, Luke Bryan, Florida Georgia Line, etc. However, ain’t nobody compares to the “Margaritaville Man” Jimmy Buffet. So, if you think I don’t know ball, blow the game whistle, pal.

Speaking of “The Caribbean Cowboy,” I love cheeseburgers! I’ve lived in the Beef State my entire life. I’ve been downing Runzas and hearing how amazing Husker football used to be and how this is going to be “our year” from day one.

Now, you might be wondering, “Surely he can’t keep up with all the trends on the radio.” That’s exactly what I do, and don’t call me “Surely.” Whenever I come into the studio, the building average age drops to 74, so I gotta make sure I’m on top of my game with the kiddos.

I’ll leave you with a limerick that a co-worker (NOT MYSELF) wrote about me . . .
Dave hits the mic glowing bright on the radio show
With jokes flying fast and a laugh all aglow.
He’s lively and young
With a song on his tongue,
Turning dull weekend nights into must-hear radio
Silent metaphorical mic drop while whispering “boom”