Where It All Begins
The first season of I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat sets the tone for everything that follows.
It’s raw, reflective, and personal — built from the kinds of conversations you’d have alone at the kitchen table, or with someone you trust after hours.
From quiet mornings over strong coffee…
to late nights when the whiskey speaks first, these episodes explore the mess and meaning of being human.
We talk about beginnings and endings, invisible battles, the weight we carry, and the wonder we almost miss.
This season is an invitation to sit down, pour something honest, and stay a while.
No script. No filter. No chaser.
Dinosaurs Were Just Gardeners
Some things need to fall apart for anything new to take root. In this episode, I’m drinking strong coffee and talking about rebirth, breakdowns, and why every end might just be a beginning.
The Night I Almost Quit
No spotlight. No applause. Just a whiskey and a raw confession about the night I almost gave it all up. Some battles are loud. Others happen in silence.
The Tiny Decisions That Built My Life
It’s not the big moves that shaped me — it’s the quiet yeses, the subtle pivots, the little moments. Coffee in hand, I’m reflecting on the quiet choices that made all the difference.
Conversations I’ll Never Get to Finish
Some conversations linger. Others never begin. With whiskey in hand, I’m reflecting on the people and words that haunt — and the ones we carry forward anyway.
The Universe Hates Straight Lines
Coffee poured. Let’s talk about why nothing real — not nature, not life, not love — moves in straight lines. And why the mess might be exactly the point.
Learning to Forgive the Person I Pretended to Be
This pour is personal. I’m peeling back layers, looking at the versions of me I created just to survive. And asking — what would it look like to forgive him?
Why Ordinary Moments Are the Real Miracles
Sometimes the miracle isn’t something new — it’s seeing what was already there. Let’s sit with that a moment.
Love, Loyalty, and Letting People Walk Away
What if letting go isn’t the loss? What if it’s the proof of love — the kind that doesn’t require holding tight to be real.
If I Could Plant Only One Seed Before I Die…
If you could leave behind one thing that might outlive you — what would you choose to grow?
The Weight We Carry, and Why We Don’t Set It Down
There’s something sacred about what we hold close — even the heavy things. This one’s about the weight, and why we sometimes need it.
The Fight for Answers: Living With Invisible Battles
Some wars leave bruises. Others leave silence. This one’s poured with Sinatra and soaked in honesty.
Healing Isn’t Linear – and Neither Is My Story
A rare roast. A real moment. This one’s for anyone trying to find their way out of something messy and un-miraculous.
Final Pour
One last glass before we go.
Raise your glass —
to the unspoken, the unfinished, and the still unfolding.
One last pour, for the parts of us we’ve finally decided to say out loud.
Beating Shame: How I Survived What I Never Talked About
This pour doesn’t always land just right — but it’s honest.
Spilled truth. Bruised survival. Shaky hands that still try to hold on.
This one’s not for everyone — but it’s for someone. If that someone is you, I’m glad you’re here.