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Off The Wall: What’s a Podcast? “The Lord of Light” March 29, 2016 Dear Mike, What is a podcast? You keep asking me to listen to yours
read more... C.R.A.P. from Bering Sea Gold March 29, 2016 Fed Ex just dropped off a vial of 24K gold,
read more... Off The Wall: The Right of Free College March 28, 2016 Jim Childers writes…Hey Mike – I hear all the Presidential candidates talking about the “right” of “free” college
read more... An unexpected greeting from Bering Sea Gold’s Shawn Pomrenke March 28, 2016 Shawn has donated half an ounce of gold personally pulled from The Bering Sea to mikeroweWORKS.
read more... The Dirtiest Catch March 26, 2016 For over a decade now, several Captains on The Bering Sea have tried to convince me that Deadliest Catch is dirtier than Dirty Jobs.
read more... Good Friday With Freddy March 26, 2016
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read more... Lamar Advertising’s Unsolicited Generosity March 24, 2016 Couple years ago, I spent a week one day putting up a billboard in Tyler Texas.
read more... If I Wrote My Own Reviews… March 23, 2016 “According to a recent survey, 50 out of 100 people reported feelings of “profound comfort and nostalgia”
read more... Fridays With Freddy: Sort Of March 18, 2016 A Pile of Free Money - mikeroweworks.org/scholarship
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read more... Happy St. Patrick’s Day March 17, 2016 That’s me on a toilet, wearing a pink feather boa and holding a plunger
read more... 2016 Work Ethic Scholarship Program March 15, 2016 The time has come to announce another pile of free money,
read more... Fridays With Freddy: Haiku Edition March 12, 2016 My nether regions,
read more... When it Comes to Number Two, Insist on Number One! March 11, 2016 Unlike my father, who likes to enter the bathroom with a newspaper
read more... Say hi to Lauren March 10, 2016 Lauren works for a company called Ultimate Software.
read more... Browner Pastures & Best of Luck to Bob Combs March 8, 2016 Ten years ago, right around this time, I wandered onto a pig farm in North Las Vegas to meet a guy named Bob Combs. As always, I didn’t know the precise nature of what awaited me, which is partly why the ensuing 12 hours were among the most delightfully disgusting and unforgettable I’ve ever experienced. So when I learned that ... read more...