Dead Dads: A Podcast for the Default Members

Let’s be honest: losing a dad is weird.

One day, you’re arguing about the thermostat; the next, you’re responsible for a human-sized jar of ashes and a garage full of literal junk.

This isn't a "journey to wholeness." It’s more like a slow-motion car crash where the radio is stuck on a classic rock station your dad loved.

Who Are We?

Your hosts, Roger Nairn and Scott Cunningham, are not doctors, grief counselors, or particularly well-adjusted. We’re just two guys who realized that most "grief content" feels like it was written by a greeting card company.

What We Actually Talk About

We’re here for the stuff that isn’t on the card:

  • The Inventory: Dealing with 47 half-used cans of WD-40 and the password-protected iPad that is now a paperweight.

  • The Admin: The soul-crushing hold music with the bank, explaining for the 14th time that, no, he won't be coming to the phone.

  • The Logistics: The dark absurdity of funeral home fumbles and the fact that you’re actually allowed to laugh about it.

  • The Casserole Fatigue: People bringing lasagna when you actually need someone to help you toss 30 years of National Geographic magazines.

  • The Grief Ninja: Being fine at a hockey game or a meeting, until a specific smell or song levels you in the grocery store.

The Show

Every episode, we talk to guests who have survived the same thing. This isn't a self-help show. We can't fix you; we can’t even fix ourselves. But if you’ve ever found yourself weeping in a hardware store because you saw a specific brand of motor oil, you’re in the right place.

Support the Club

Producing this show takes time, gear, and a lot of coffee to get through the edits. If our brand of "unpolished honesty" has helped you navigate the mess, consider tossing a few bucks our way. Helps us keep the mics on and the stories coming. No pressure—we know you’ve probably got enough paperwork to deal with right now.

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Join Us

Listen, watch, and send this to someone who’s currently wondering what the hell to do with their dad’s old VCR collection.

Welcome to the club.