Apr 16, 2018
Mar 28, 2018
Once again I'm behind this week on account of my being easily distracted by different things. I've been trying out recording music and building a new website for the show (which was a total bust.) The news brings in oblivious archaeologists, militant vegans, and some people seriously manipulating their faith. I drop in a little #NiceGuyAdam segment, and in lieu of a podcast feature, I'm talking about the Livestream For The Cure 2.0 coming up May 18-20.
Mar 21, 2018
I'm feeling a little out of sorts this week. Maybe it's because I'm recording on tuesday. Maybe it's because the boys and ReAnna are home all week on spring break. Either way I just feel weird. But I did have a very scenic weekend of driving for work. All that driving made me realize how much I love landscapes. Chris the Mole Man brings his unique kind of tribute to the passing of Stephen Hawking. The news is loaded with all kinds of stupidity from golden dog jackets to putting a hit on a hitman. Finally, I kick off the Road to the Livestream For The Cure, with PodFix members "More Gooder Than."
Mar 18, 2018
I'm not one of those people who gets hung up on age. I am one of those people who thinks that age is really just a number, and legit believes it. (Not in a pervy way of course.) Again, my siblings and I have been cursed with eternal youth. I think we come from some long lost line of Irish vampires or something. Not one of us can pass for our actual age. In some respects that's great. In others it's kind of annoying. Aside from the previously mentioned carding for everything. There is a serious tendency of people to disregard me professionally because of my apparent age. In 13 years as a restaurant manager, nobody ever took me to be the person in charge. People always assumed that I was just some other member of the crew. Every time someone would ask for a manager I would get a sort of scowl from them when they realized that the skinny young guy was the one in charge. Then I would get the most obnoxious question ever, "where's your manager?" Every time I would have to fight back my Irish temper to not punch them in the throat as I tell them, "I am the fucking manger bitch!" But then I remember that I'm actually good at my job and a professional. So I climb out of my, JD from Scrubs, fantasy of throat punching and inform them that I'm the GM, and on with the interaction.
I say I'm cursed with eternal youth because interactions like that have plagued me for my entire life. Just for reference: I'm 33 years old, I've been married for 9 years, have 4 children, and was a restaurant manager for 13 years. But to this day, I still have to deal with people in the world talking down to me like I'm some dumb kid. Just the other day I was picking up food from a drive thru, and the guy handing me my food said, "Here you go young man." Again, my brain goes to throat punching. "Don't young man me. You are maybe, 5 years older than me at best," I would have said if I were a more confrontational person. But that's completely normal in my life, but as I get older and it keeps happening, it's really wearing more and more on my patience.
I never thought I would look forward to getting old just so that I wouldn't have to show my ID to buy alcohol, even though I've been able to do so legally for 12 years now. Maybe some day I'll be able to take my wife out to dinner and neither of us will get carded for our adult beverages. I just hope that day comes before my boys have to worry about this curse as well.
Mar 14, 2018
It's been a fun week around the Odd house. I've decided I want to start writing more for the blog. I'm trying to do more with the Facebook group. We took the family to the food truck festival. I got to be a part of the Sunshine Summit 2018 and hang out in the live streams. And it seems that I have some sort of personal story for every news story this week, except for one.