Living it.
Figuring it
out loud.

I'm a millennial dad living in South Florida. I've got a daughter whose nickname is Rad — which, if you're wondering, is exactly where the name came from. I'm not going to pretend there was some big strategic insight behind it. She's the whole thing.

For a few years I ran a local craft beer publication called Broward Beer. I liked it. Built something real. But somewhere along the way I realized I was writing for an audience more than I was writing for myself. That's a slow kind of burn-out — the kind where you don't notice until you're already empty.

In the last couple of years I've been on a real reset. I quit THC after leaning on it too hard for too long. I've been deliberately drinking less. I've been taking my health more seriously — not in the CrossFit-cult way, just in the I want to be around for a while way. I started paying attention to my finances like an adult. I started playing guitar again.

Rad Dad Lyfe is me building something new — publicly, imperfectly, in real time. If you're a millennial dad in a similar headspace, this might feel familiar. If you're not, maybe it's still interesting. Either way, I'm not writing to perform. I'm writing because it helps me think, and because maybe some of it lands for someone else.

No ads. No sponsors pitching you stuff you don't need. Just the actual life.