On the night before the night before Christmas I boarded a Russian helicopter to fly to where the spirits are high and the air is thin, Mt. Everest. where, gasping for air, I recorded my holiday greeting. Listen to an excerpt from my book Tales of the Radio Traveler and check out the photo gallery. Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Android | Stitcher | TuneIn | iHeart Radio | Spotify | Google Podcasts | Deezer| Pandora Photo Gallery All photos ©Russell Johnson

If you have ever traveled for business, you have probably experienced a few night alone in some faraway place over the holidays. A few years ago I flew to Frankfurt, Germany the day before US Thanksgiving for a 1/2 hour business meeting. The meeting was a bust and alone, in a terrible mood on a bone-chilling afternoon, I boarded a train for Heidelberg,

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In honor of Kamala Harris and Tim Walz, I am thinking about launching a new cuisine: Minnesota-California Fusion.

Not exactly a fairy tale, but pretty Grimm. Chicken Little shouted the warning, as did Turkey Lurkey, Gander Lander, Henny Penny, Duckey Daddles, Chicken Licken (Not a fast food chain), Kylling Kluk, Cocotte Chocotte, Hennig Pfennig, Pollita Chiquita, Sabrina Gallina, or even a 4th century Asian rabbit: The sky is falling, be it evidenced by a falling fruit, an acorn, a log, or a low cloud. The end is near. And Foxy Loxy is hiding in ambush. Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Android | TuneIn | iHeart Radio | Spotify | Deezer| Pandora The fear response is planted deeply in our […]

I’m wrestling with an eggsistential question right now. Should I or shouldn’t I cross the road, even though I have done it many times? You see, I’m a chicken. Since Socrates, Gilgamesh or whomever, people have been asking me just why did I cross the road. Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Android | TuneIn | iHeart Radio | Spotify | Google Podcasts | Deezer| Pandora Nobody asks, “Why did the turducken cross the road? Lots of species cross the road, no questions asked: squirrels, deer, skunks, snakes, Lutherans. Why do people make a joke of…us? Have you seen someone beat someone […]

Welcome aboard Stoner Airlines Flight 420 to mile high Denver with ongoing service to Weed, California and Maui-Wowie.

One edge of this island paradise is ringed with glistening rounded foliage, looking like baked brussel sprouts. No wonder early explorers christened this The Island of Delitious.