There are many names for them: hipster parents, grupsters, alternadads. Young and trendy parents are everywhere. Other than in the Lounge. We'd like to be cool. Except we're not. Help Daddy Clay and Daddy Brad become cool, write us and tell us how. If you don't have any idea its cool. DadLabs Ep. 69 The Lounge.
Daddy Clay: Welcome back to the DadLab Lounge. I wish we could tell you all the things we talk about off camera but, uh, we would probably get arrested for that. But today we’re going to be talking a little bit about cool dads. This seems to be all the rage in the parenting world today. People are talking about grips, grupsters, alternadads, cool dads.
Daddy Brad: What’s a grup?
Daddy Clay: Grup – well, it was a term coined by a New York Times journalist, he was writing a magazine piece on young men in their twenties who seem to be resisting growing up so coined the phrase “grup”. And this is like grown-up, short.
Daddy Brad: So, so…
Daddy Clay: So grup, so cool, young parents have been dubbed grupsters. And there’s all kinds of this daddy lit out there. There Neil Pollack’s book Alternadad. We’re going to have Neil in the studio here so you might want to check out his book or the interview with him that you can also find here on DadLabs.com. But there’s a lot of talk about cool dads and so what I want to know Brad is are you a cool dad?
Daddy Brad: Uh, probably not. Well, number one – I’m not twenty. You’re not either. Maybe we should be called frups. You know, twenty – forty… anyway, number two – I wasn’t cool in high school so how can I become cool in fatherhood?
Daddy Clay: But to be cool…to be cool… let me say this, I went to a music concert so I think I’m in. I saw the Dixie Chicks.
Daddy Brad: Ha ha ha. Did you buy a t-shirt?
Daddy Clay: What?
Daddy Brad: No, I love the Dixie Chicks…
Daddy Clay: They won a bunch of Grammy’s.
Daddy Brad: I love the Dixie Chicks.
Daddy Clay: What – they’re not cool?
Daddy Brad: No, well it depends.
Daddy Clay: I’m not a grupster if I go to a Dixie Chicks…?? I went to James Taylor.
Daddy Brad: Ha ha ha. James…
Daddy Clay: What?
Daddy Brad: I like James.
Daddy Clay: What’s so funny?
Daddy Brad: Country Road… no that’s not…
Daddy Clay: I go see live music, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Daddy Brad: No, there’s not. You ought to do that.
Daddy Clay: I’m a grupster. I’m a grupster.
Daddy Brad: You’re a frupster, you are a frupster. You’re an almost forty year old.
Daddy Clay: I wear blue jeans to work sometimes.
Daddy Brad: Yeah – good, good.
Daddy Clay: What are you talking about?
Daddy Brad: Daddy Clay, its….
Daddy Clay: Sometimes I get crazy; I spike my hair up in the morning.
Daddy Brad: How dude?
Daddy Clay: I use mousse.
Daddy Brad: Nothing from nothing leaves nothing.
Daddy Clay: I don’t know why you’re laughing at me because I’m cool.
Daddy Brad: Ha ha ha. The point is not being cool.
Daddy Clay: My kids think I’m cool.
Daddy Brad: That’s the point. If you’re cool to your kids, that’s all that matters.
Daddy Clay: I’m dope...
Daddy Brad: Yeah, he’s down…
Daddy Clay: I’m totally deaf…
Daddy Brad: He’s raising it….
Daddy Clay: What?
Daddy Brad: Hello, hello… raise the roof.
Daddy Clay: That – that was pretty obvious.
Daddy Brad: The deal is it doesn’t matter if you’re a grupster or a frupster or something else. If you are great to your kids, that’s the important thing. And you know what? Even if you are the biggest dork in the world don’t worry about it. If you spend time with your children, they’re going to love you. Even if the chicks in tenth grade didn’t…
Daddy Clay: Give me the D…throw me the D dude.
Daddy Brad: What does that mean?
Daddy Clay: That’s Dad. Throw the L…no, no that’s…
Daddy Brad: L D – what does that mean?
Daddy Clay: We’re the DadLabs, dude.
Daddy Brad: Oh, it means…no wait… yeah, yeah. We’re a – we’re a dope, hip…
Daddy Clay: Down…
Daddy Brad: I think you’re a dorkster is what it is.
Daddy Clay: My jeans are baggy, but that’s mostly because my ass disappeared about five years ago.
Daddy Brad: What would dorky young dads – dryd – I love acronyms. How about dryd?
Daddy Clay: How about dumb old farty dads?
Daddy Brad: Dumb, old, farty dads…
Daddy Clay: Dofds…
Daddy Brad: Dofds. Hey, were the dofds. Okay well that’s probably enough rambling for the DadLabs. How about drunk, dorky, dumb dads? That’s what you ought to be.
