I wonder how SwaG! sounded last night, as my voice disintegrated and my brain spaced on air. Bad cold, maybe flesh-eating virus. But my pathetic pleas got enough last minute donations to raise $500 for WIDR. Thanks to those who pledged, and DJ Chuck and Richard B. for their support. Give to WIDR, even if you hate SwaG!, to keep the most unique noncommercial station alive. Don't forget the dance party at the Kraftbrau, Friday at 9 sharp (really, we will start at 9, don't make one of our disk jockey's spin for only five people).