Where THE EFF Am I?

A Pacific Northwest 90’s Dad of two that grew up in a house with hippie rocker parents that offered some of the best life advice backed by love and realness. Were they stoned? Mom didn’t have to be, she was naturally hilarious but DAMN – HE was.  It was never a problem, and much more appreciated versus being drowned in booze. He called it “getting attitude”. 

Now that I’m a husband and a father I feel like I can tap into my own unique life experience and offer various kinds of content,  whether it be life – marriage – parenting or situational advice, hell… Maybe I just want to emit awesomeness and share cool shit to those that seek it? I can’t help but think about THIS as a modern take on how my father was, and while I feel this connects me to him in a new way, I’m not one to close my eyes and say hello… 

….but I will give the “sup nod”, and say High Dad