A series of tasty morsels to entertain, charm and welcome you into a world of old ideas that can become new. Drew (aka Chile) has lived a colorful, vivacious life and is now sharing memories that might just resonate with you.Friends and strangers have loved his stories and now he’s sharing them with all of you! It’s always been a dream of Chile’s to share these spicy stories with his grandchildren…hopefully his kids won’t censor him!
Always the avid seeker of treasure, Chile tells us the tale of unparalleled riches he discovered as a young gent. Not quite what you'd expect, but treasure nonetheless!
In the mid-80's, Chile was asked to cook for a fundraiser to help send a couple of highschoolers to an international volleyball competition in China. Easy, right?
Ferrin Height made his radio debut in 1968 and within 30 minutes his career as a DJ fizzled. Was it the low wage, the pitiful time slot, or the rigors of being in the limelight...we'll never know!
Chile is back with another spicy season of the Child Pod! This first episode is a song Chile wrote about a fictional gal named Carla Gail, although we feel like we all know her. We'd like to thank Brad Rice for the blues riff and jamming along with Chile on this cut...Enjoy!
Once upon a time, I was a precocious little rascal who was constantly on the edge of danger and death...according to my Mother. It seems only fitting to conclude our second season of the Chile Pod on Mother's Day with this little story about Mom.
Once upon a time in elementary school, I had a friend that was nicknamed "Hairs" for obvious reasons. Let me tell you a little story about the trouble we cooked up...
Once upon a time, I made my own adventure with a troublesome pocket knife and a distracted grandmother. No children were harmed in the making of this memory!
Once upon a time, my buddy and I were deemed responsible enough to deliver pharmaceutical specialties to the local whore house. It proved to be quite the adventure for a pair of naïve adolescent boys.
Once upon a time, I went on a wild adventure with Daddy Max, my grandfather. His childcare skills left me scarred for life.
Once upon a time, I had a ‘wild hair’ and convinced our local barber to shave a mohawk on my little head. The adventure began as soon as I stepped foot into that shop and didn’t end until I came face to face with my father.
Once upon a time during a trip to Sedona, I took a risk by asking retirement advice from a clairvoyant masseuse. Let me tell you a little story about opening your mind and taking notes…
Once upon a time, I made a risky choice by getting up close and personal with a mare named Buttermilk. Let me tell you a little story about how this little buckaroo couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
Once upon a time as a young college student, I took a risk by tempting fate by pushing the pedal to the metal. Let me tell you a little story about adopting an alter ego and taking it for a joy ride...
Once upon a time as a six year-old, I took a risk bringing some shiny 22-caliber bullets to a birthday party in an unusual fashion. Let me tell you a little story about what a blast that party was…
Otto: Once upon a time, I took a risk and bought a 1964 Mercedes that was equal parts lemon and lemonade. Let me tell you a little story about my Ottomobile…
Once upon a time as a seven year-old businessman, I took a risk opening a neighborhood Cool-Aid stand. Let me tell you a little story about the perils of toddlers mixing drinks…