I have perhaps too strong of a bond to my parents where even when they're not around I always look for parental figures. While I was in Los Angeles, Architect Eric Weeks became like a surrogate dad to me. When I found out how layered of a human he was after seeing him rock out with his band The Red Elevens I knew he was a friendship I'd value for my entire life.

We joked around every single day we'd see each other and he kept my spirits up when they could be dour. Along with the silliness though, he'd dispense nuggets of wisdom that I carry with me to this day.

He and his wife welcomed me and my wife into their home for a touching goodbye before we moved back to Michigan.

We don't talk about movies at all in this episode, but it's one of those that really means a lot to me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did recording it. Thank you for listening.