Chip Franklin is a veteran stand-up comedian who the Washington Post calls "Hilarious." TV Guide calls him"Funny and unusual, " and Chip is the only stand-up comic or talk-show host to ever to win the prestigious Edward R. Murrow award for writing. (He's won the award three times.) Chip has appeared on more than a dozen network comedy shows, and more than a thousand colleges and clubs across the US.

Early-
I was born in Alexandria Va. on March 29th, the youngest of five. Dad was a cop, my mom worked for D.A. and I was in trouble with the law. Ironic, if I wasn't like most cop's kids.My parents split when I was five, but I eventually found them. Along the way, I placed the occasional e before i after c, but no felonies. I attended Catholic schools for twelve years and I was an altar boy, and the answer is no. I got a great education however, and learned how to take a punch. Around ten, I learned to play guitar and piano, taking first to the piano because I could sit down, then to the guitar because I found it easier to carry. I traveled alot, appearing at colleges and coffeehouses in 37 states, and a few other odd universes along the way.

Later-
I then recorded an album of my songs that the Washington Post and a few other critics liked. For some reason it sold pretty well in Germany, but bombed this side of the iron curtain. It was about this time I started playing music at the early comedy clubs,working with the likes of Eddie Murphy, Rich Hall, Bill Maher, Ray Ramano, Kevin James, and Brett Butler. I was encouraged by these people to try stand-up. Mostly 'cause they hated the music.

In music, everyone wants to hear the same old songs, when all you want to do is explore new material. In stand-up, the opposite was true. No one wanted to hear the same joke twice. So I hit the road as a stand-up.

It wasn't hard to be a stand-up in the early days. Anyone who could slap together a few observations could find a stage. I worked the next dozen years alternating between writing jokes for Leno, working comedy clubs in every state in America except Idaho and Hawaii, touring with Chicago, REM, and the Ramones, and opening for strippers in Little Rock. I drove over one million miles in my car between 1980 and 1994.

Along the way, I had a couple of kids whom I wanted to see grow up. So I parked the car and started Headliners Comedy Clubs. It was insane. But at least I wasn't dodging beer bottles in Butte. I hired everyone from Bill Maher to Ray Ramano to George Carlin to Phyllis Diller, and burned out quickly. For the most part, comedians are strange breed of people you want to view at a distance. Just ask my friends.
Now-
I got into talk radio by default. I was literally in the building when they fired someone. I thought, hey, how hard could it be. Well, I sucked so bad that Webster's needed a new definition. Then OJ killed his wife, and things kinda kicked in. (Shit, did I forget to say allegedly?)
And eventually, I got better.

Now I'm in San Diego mornings from 5-9am on KOGO radio (KOGO.com.) Plus all of the other jazz. Yeah, it's a lot, but as Warren Zevon said, "I'll sleep when I'm dead."

(Me with Ann Coulter)