Kids
Elyse: Excuse me, are you Mike Rowe?
Me: I am. Who are you?
Elyse: I’m Elyse, and this is my little sister, Olivia.
Me: Well, it’s very nice to meet you both. I like your sunglasses. Very stylish.
Elyse: Thank you. We’re very sorry to interrupt your lunch, but I just wanted to say that we’re both big fans of Dirty Jobs, and really appreciate your support of the skilled trades.
Me: Really?
Elyse: Yes, we never miss an episode, and we love what you stand for.
Me: Is that true, Olivia?
Olivia: (No comment.)
Elyse: My sister is shy, but she thinks you’re pretty great.
Me: Well, thank you, Olivia. I’m very flattered.
Elyse: She doesn’t know what “flattered” means.
Me: I see. Where are your parents?
Elyse: That’s my dad over there.
Me: The man with his head in his hands?
Elyse: Yes, that’s him. He told us it was okay to come over here and say hello.
Me: I see. Do you think he’d mind if I took a picture of you and your little sister, and shared it with a few million people?
Elyse: Why?
Me: So everyone can see how cool your glasses are.
Elyse: “Dad, can the dirty man take our picture and share it with a few million people?”
Me: A thumbs-up still means yes, right?
Elyse: Yep!
Me: Cool. Can I have piece of your cookie?
Elyse: Don’t push it, mister…
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#kids #dirtyjobs #fans #cookies
Here’s a picture of a guitar I got in the mail on Thursday, signed by the members of @Metallica. It’s an extraordinary gift, and I’m not sure what to do with it, other than play it to the best of my ability, which admittedly is not very good, and use it to incite envy in others. As I mentioned previously, Metallica honored my foundation in December at a sold-out concert in Los Angeles. They are a very generous group of rockers, and their own foundation – All Within My Hands – is terrific, and worthy of your support.
Here too, is a photo of my mother I received on Friday. As you can see, she’s returning home after a cataract surgery, looking very much like an elderly pirate. She also appears to be driving, which caused me to spit my coffee back into my cup. I then realized the camera reverses the image, which was a great relief, until I deduced that it was my father who was therefore behind the wheel, which caused me to spit out more coffee. Pictures can be troubling.
Yesterday morning, for instance, I took a picture of an opossum on a leash.
The opossum was tied to park bench overlooking the ocean, where a hobo was sleeping. It hissed at me as jogged by, and caused me to leap and make an uncharastically high-pitched noise. (I realize that “hobo” is no longer used to describe those who wander from place to place, with no actual address, but I’m sorry – if you’ve got an opossum on a leash, and you’re sleeping on a park bench, you’re a hobo.)
Anyway, the opossum didn’t look friendly, and its owner was asleep, so I didn’t linger. I just kept jogging and considered a world of philanthropic rock stars, autographed guitars, one-eyed mothers, ninety-year-old chauffeurs, and hobos with opossums on leashes. None of it made a lot of sense, so I just kept jogging, and wondered what tomorrow might bring.
Here’s a picture of a guitar I got in the mail on Thursday, signed by the members of @Metallica. It’s an extraordinary gift, and I’m not sure what to do with it, other than play it to the best of my ability, which admittedly is not very good, and use it to incite envy in others. As I mentioned previously, Metallica honored my foundation in December at a sold-out concert in Los Angeles. They are a very generous group of rockers, and their own foundation – All Within My Hands – is terrific, and worthy of your support.
Here too, is a photo of my mother I received on Friday. As you can see, she’s returning home after a cataract surgery, looking very much like an elderly pirate. She also appears to be driving, which caused me to spit my coffee back into my cup. I then realized the camera reverses the image, which was a great relief, until I deduced that it was my father who was therefore behind the wheel, which caused me to spit out more coffee. Pictures can be troubling.
Yesterday morning, for instance, I took a picture of an opossum on a leash.
The opossum was tied to park bench overlooking the ocean, where a hobo was sleeping. It hissed at me as jogged by, and caused me to leap and make an uncharastically high-pitched noise. (I realize that “hobo” is no longer used to describe those who wander from place to place, with no actual address, but I’m sorry – if you’ve got an opossum on a leash, and you’re sleeping on a park bench, you’re a hobo.)
Anyway, the opossum didn’t look friendly, and its owner was asleep, so I didn’t linger. I just kept jogging and considered a world of philanthropic rock stars, autographed guitars, one-eyed mothers, ninety-year-old chauffeurs, and hobos with opossums on leashes. None of it made a lot of sense, so I just kept jogging, and wondered what tomorrow might bring.
Here’s a picture of a guitar I got in the mail on Thursday, signed by the members of @Metallica. It’s an extraordinary gift, and I’m not sure what to do with it, other than play it to the best of my ability, which admittedly is not very good, and use it to incite envy in others. As I mentioned previously, Metallica honored my foundation in December at a sold-out concert in Los Angeles. They are a very generous group of rockers, and their own foundation – All Within My Hands – is terrific, and worthy of your support.
Here too, is a photo of my mother I received on Friday. As you can see, she’s returning home after a cataract surgery, looking very much like an elderly pirate. She also appears to be driving, which caused me to spit my coffee back into my cup. I then realized the camera reverses the image, which was a great relief, until I deduced that it was my father who was therefore behind the wheel, which caused me to spit out more coffee. Pictures can be troubling.
Yesterday morning, for instance, I took a picture of an opossum on a leash.
The opossum was tied to park bench overlooking the ocean, where a hobo was sleeping. It hissed at me as jogged by, and caused me to leap and make an uncharastically high-pitched noise. (I realize that “hobo” is no longer used to describe those who wander from place to place, with no actual address, but I’m sorry – if you’ve got an opossum on a leash, and you’re sleeping on a park bench, you’re a hobo.)
Anyway, the opossum didn’t look friendly, and its owner was asleep, so I didn’t linger. I just kept jogging and considered a world of philanthropic rock stars, autographed guitars, one-eyed mothers, ninety-year-old chauffeurs, and hobos with opossums on leashes. None of it made a lot of sense, so I just kept jogging, and wondered what tomorrow might bring.
Because I’ve made a case for trade schools and apprenticeship programs a lot of people assume I’m opposed to four-year diplomas and other forms of so-called “higher education.” I’m not. I’m opposed to the idea that a college degree is the best path for the most people. I’m hopeful that videos like this one will get passed around and clear up any ambiguity. In no way is my foundation at odds with those who choose to attend university. We’re just trying to make sure that every option is on the table, for every kid trying to figure out how to make a living. Toward that end, we’re now accepting applications for our next round of work ethic scholarships. If you or someone you know wants to pursue a career in the skilled trades, we’d be honored to help. Apply today.
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The #moon #jupiter and #venus
Hanging out over Sausalito.
Makes me hope another season of How the Universe Works is on the horizon… Sausalito, California
At the crossroads of Opportunity and Vocation
We’ve got a million dollars up for grabs. Apply today.
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@mikeroweworks #work #ethic #scholarship
As you may know, a portion of online sales of @knobelwhiskey benefit the @mikeroweworks which is currently accepting applications for another round of work ethic scholarships. Ideally, after visiting Knobelspirits.com and refortifying your stocks.
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#whiskey #work #ethic #scholarship
As you may know, a portion of online sales of @knobelwhiskey benefit the @mikeroweworks which is currently accepting applications for another round of work ethic scholarships. Ideally, after visiting Knobelspirits.com and refortifying your stocks.
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#whiskey #work #ethic #scholarship
As you may know, a portion of online sales of @knobelwhiskey benefit the @mikeroweworks which is currently accepting applications for another round of work ethic scholarships. Ideally, after visiting Knobelspirits.com and refortifying your stocks.
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#whiskey #work #ethic #scholarship
Charles C.W. Cooke Took an Oath
I’ve been a fan of the writing of @charlescwcooke for years, and I was really delighted to have a chance to talk with him about student loan debt forgiveness at length.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #studentloan #debt
I had a hilarious exchange with my mother and recommend you listen to it with all due speed, especially if the prospect of a grown man misplacing his teeth during a wedding rehearsal dinner strikes you as funny.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #mom #dad #wedding #teeth
Fridays With Freddy
Since the biped continues to hawk his grandfather’s whiskey with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns, and since my own sense of taste and smell are far more evolved than his, I thought perhaps I’d enjoy a snort for myself, and provide his six million acolytes with an unbiased, albeit unsolicited review.
It’s really good.
Freddy
PS. Don’t give your dog whiskey or let them operate heavy machinery.
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@knobelspirits #whiskey #grandfather #dog #freddydoesntdrink
Well, it’s that time of year again. Time for the @mikeroweworks to award a million dollars in work ethic scholarships to help train the next generation of skilled workers. This is your chance to get some. You can fill out an application today.
People often ask me what kind of applicants qualify for a “work ethic” scholarship, so here’s a video that highlights a few of the many people we’ve assisted in the past. In short, we’re looking for hard working individuals who are interested in pursuing a skill that requires hands-on training. That’s it. We are not looking for people who wish to pursue a four-year degree (not that there’s anything wrong with that). We’re only interested in your willingness to work, and your desire to master a skill that’s in demand. So far, we’ve assisted 1,500 such individuals, and, as you’ll see in the video, we’re just getting started.
Please share this video and help me spread the word. We’re moving the needle, more and more every year, but the more people we reach, the more people we can assist. Deadline to apply is April 12th. Link in bio.
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#workethic #scholarship #trades #skills #applynow
Holy C.R.A.P.!
In case you missed it, there’s a C.R.A.P. auction unfolding right now, and things are getting interesting. Bidding ends tomorrow.
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@mikeroweworks #mom #books #dad #art #woodworking # bidnow
You Can Look It Up
For your edification – another 8-minute mystery for the curious mind with a short attention span.
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Phil Keoghan is Fairly Interesting
@philiminator is one of those guys I can’t believe I’ve never met. He started hosting The Amazing Race around the same time I was trying to sell Dirty Jobs, over 20 years ago. We’ve worked in the same industry for decades. We know hundreds of the same people. We’ve each had hundreds of similar jobs over the years, including hosting TV shows inspired by and dedicated to our grandfathers, both of whom were skilled tradesmen. We’ve each had a near-death experience while scuba diving. We’ve each traveled all over perdition. We each view Australians with a certain level of suspicion. We each like to talk, we each like to laugh, and we’ve each been blessed and lucky to have an audience that appears to care about the same things that matter to us.
For these reasons, and others, my conversation with Phil goes on a bit longer than usual. Partly because it’s a really good conversation, partly because it’s the 300th episode of The Way I Heard It, and partly because the last episode was just ten minutes, and those who favor the longer format have demanded recompense.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #TheAmazingRace #DirtyJobs
It’s really, really, REALLY hard to find a US company in the clothing industry that’s figured out a way to make their products entirely in America and still remain competitive. The key, of course, is to control every element of your supply line, and that’s easier said than done. Well, @americangiant has done it, and my conversation today with its CEO is fascinating. #BayardWinthrop has figured out a model that might very well be a path forward for a lot of other companies who are trying to make it in America. Super fun chat with a guy who really knows what he’s talking about.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #america #american #made #workethic #madeintheusa
He Delivered the Message
Back by popular demand, I’m pleased to present “a brief mystery for the curious mind with a short attention span.”
It’s been a while since I’ve been able to make that claim, since the average podcast episode on The Way I Heard It is now between 60 and 90 minutes, but I’m happy to do so now. Not as happy as Chuck, perhaps, (see attached video), but glad to make good on a promise I made to a few hundred thousand listeners who told me, (repeatedly), that they enjoy the longer format, but really miss the old short mysteries. Unfortunately, a good short mystery takes a lot more time than an unscripted conversation, and time is not something I’ve had a lot of. I’ll try to post one of these a month in 2023.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #mystery #bonus
Chad Houser opened a restaurant called @cafemomentum and has trained over a thousand troubled kids how to work. The results have been stunning.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #chef #internship #dogood
Back in 2007, on one of my many trips to the great state of Michigan, I had the unique opportunity to change a few lightbulbs on the Mackinac #bridge. I still remember the excitement of walking up that skinny suspension cable in a stiff breeze and how small the container ships looked 600 feet below me, and the sound my sphincter made when it slammed shut every time I leaned over to unscrew another bulb. Mostly, though, I remember how much I would have enjoyed a glass of @knobelwhiskey when I finally reached to top of the tower and looked out over the vast expanse of #lake Huron, into which I was extremely delighted to have not plunged.
Of course, Knobel Tennessee Whiskey didn’t exist back then, so I had to settle for a snort of something subordinate. But no more. After a year of crossing t’s and dotting i’s and jumping through more hoops than you’d find in a hula factory, I’m thrilled to announce that it’s finally available in the Wolverine State.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to ask your favorite bartender, waiter, or liquor store owner for a bottle of my grandfather’s whiskey. Most of them, at this point, will be unable to answer in the affirmative, because we literally just got permission to sell it. But with your gentle urging, that can now be rectified, and I’d sure appreciate your assistance in spreading the word. Many thanks.
PS. At the risk of overselling it, the reviews have been terrific, and the feedback on this page have been really gratifying. Also, online sales have had a real impact on @mikeroweworks which will award another million dollars in work ethic scholarships next month. If you reside in one of the enlightened states that allows me to ship some real good hooch directly to your doorstep, and you haven’t tried the Rickhouse Edition, it’s honestly phenomenal. Get some, and share your honest review.
PPS. Since nothing goes without saying anymore, don’t drink Knobel before walking up the cable of the Mighty Mac, or any other bridge. That almost never ends well.
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As a guy with his own line of whiskey, I realize I’m probably not the best person to lead a conversation on the nature of overcoming addiction. But, since my guest on today’s podcast offered to be my “designated driver for life,” I thought the least I could do is return the favor, and share @scottstrode ‘s remarkable story.
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast #phoenix #addiction #recovery #community
“You Can’t Say “As*hole” on NPR!”
My conversation with @npr ‘s @celesteheadlee is everything a good conversation should be. we also go in a few directions I didn’t anticipate. (Hence, the title of this episode.)
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#TheWayIHeardIt #podcast
Can You Handle the Truth?
I invited @vivekgramaswamy onto the podcast because I wanted to hear more about his opposition to several acronyms that seem to be guiding the decision-making process of many corporations today.
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